Fang Hui looked at the Bullhead Chief calmly.
"After experiencing that kind of disaster last time, the child finally understood that there are people outside the world, and you can't rely on your father for the rest of your life, so the child is determined to cultivate and become a strong person."
Lord Niutou was suddenly excited and relieved, this unsuccessful son finally opened his mind, and it was not in vain that he loved and added it so much.
"Okay, what a heart that wants to be strong, even if you cultivate, tell your father what you want" Fang Hui nodded, said a few words to the Bullhead Chieftain and left.
At this moment, the Mu tribe was in chaos, and the chief had been walking around uneasily, and he had not stopped for several days.
"Why hasn't the young master of the Bullhead tribe arrived yet, Mo didn't suddenly change his mind, this is not okay, you must contact the Bullhead Chief" The Chief made up his mind and pulled out a near-broken communication order, a token left by the previous Chief.
This token was handed down by the ancestors of the Mu tribe, who had saved the life of the chief of the Niutou tribe, who was not powerful at the time.
At that time, the chief of the bull head gave a token to the ancestor, saying that he would use the token to summon him in case of danger in the future.
At that time, the Niutou tribe was not even as good as the Mu tribe, and the ancestors did not take it to heart.
It wasn't until the ancestral god was seriously injured and was about to die that he knew that the Niutou tribe was already a big force in the demon city, so he passed the token down.
The Niutou tribe grew stronger and stronger, and by the time of the previous Muslim chieftain, the Niutou tribe was already one of the eight major tribes.
The ancestors of the Niutou tribe remembered their kindness and passed on their benefactors, saying that no matter how big the disaster, the Niutou tribe owed the Mu tribe three requests.
By now, there was only one request left for the Mu tribe, and the chief had already told the chief of the bullhead that he wanted his little daughter to marry the only son of the chief of the bullhead, Mo Zhan.
The chief of the bull head was dissatisfied, my son is not what you can climb with a little Mu clan, but he can't refuse, so he has to find an excuse. said that if Xiao'er is satisfied, it will naturally be fine, if you don't agree, then you will let your daughter enter the Niutou tribe as a disciple.
Naturally, the chief of the Mu tribe had no way to refute it, after all, the other party was also benevolent.
The chief came back to his senses and sent a message.
"Lord Niutou, may I ask if the young master of the Demon War has not arrived yet?"
Lord Minotaur glanced at the broken token, frowned, and was angry when he said this, and finally replied with a message.
"Hmph, my child has naturally been there, but he was disturbed by an unknown guy, and now he is practicing, and after ten days, he will accompany Xiao'er with him."
When the chief of the Mu tribe saw it, he laughed happily, and the bull-headed lord actually came over together, and it seems that we are still very optimistic about our Mu tribe.
The chief of the Mu tribe was secretly happy, but Lord Niutou didn't think so, he was just afraid of another accident, and he wanted to personally protect his only son.
The chief of the Mu tribe instructed his subordinates to set up the tribe and let Mori prepare it well.
However, the Niutou tribe didn't make any moves, and they didn't even tell Fang Hui about going to the Mu tribe.
Lord Niu Tou naturally didn't want to disturb his son's cultivation, but tomorrow would be the tenth day, and he still had to do it if he agreed, after all, if this third request was made, it would save his son a lot of trouble in the future.
The poor Lord Minotaur did not know that his son had been killed, and that even his bones were gone.
Lord Niutou originally planned to leave tomorrow and call Fang Hui again, but Fang Hui suddenly came out by himself.
Lord Niutou immediately looked at Fang Hui with a smile, and he was also secretly surprised, his son's strength was clearly known.
It's just that the mud can't hold up the wall, and the worst children of other people's ages are all in the middle of the Holy Venerable, but a few days ago it was still a demon battle in the middle of the Holy Emperor.
Now that I have reached the early stage of the Holy Venerable, I have actually jumped several stages in just a few days.
It seems that his son's talent is still very genius, but he didn't want to cultivate before.
Lord Niutou came back to his senses and patted Fang Hui on the shoulder.
"Tomorrow I will accompany you to the Mu tribe" Fang Hui's eyes lit up, Fang Hui felt very good about Mo Li, after all, she was the first to help Fang Hui, Fang Hui nodded.
Early in the morning, Lord Niutou drank Fang Hui and set off, this time he didn't bring too many subordinates, only brought four quasi-emperors to put on a shelf.
You must know that there is only one emperor and two elders in the Mu tribe who are quasi-emperors.
Fang Hui's speed could keep up with Lord Niutou, but in order not to expose himself, Fang Hui only took out the strength of the Holy Venerable, so naturally he couldn't keep up.
Every time he walked for a while, Fang Hui would stop, and the bull-headed adult felt sorry for his son, so he actually let Fang Hui sit on his shoulder.
The size of the Minotaur is more than twice the size of the square back.
Fang Hui touched his nose, this is not what I want to go up, it is you who asked me to go up, don't blame me in the future.
Fang Hui still climbed onto the shoulders of Lord Niutou, who was holding Fang Hui with one hand, and within a few minutes, the Mu tribe could be faintly seen.
Lord Niutou suddenly stopped, and the four quasi-emperors suddenly changed into a carriage, but the car was not a horse, but the spirit pets of three of the quasi-emperors.
The three-headed Saint-Venerable Flame Lion had quite a big pomp.
If it weren't for the sake of his son's safety, if he hadn't heard his son say that the Demon Beast could actually kill the Emperor level in an instant, he wouldn't have to run wildly at all.
If Lord Minotaur knew that the killing god was not a demonic beast, and it was by his side, I don't know if he would be angry.
So Fang Hui and Lord Niutou sat in the carriage, the four quasi-emperors were arranged in the four corners of the carriage, and the flame lion ran wildly, and it was almost to the Mu tribe village before moving forward slowly.
At this moment, the Mu tribe was completely different from the first time Fang came back, and it felt like a small golden house.
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Fang Hui is also smashing his tongue, but it is still too far and too far behind the Niutou tribe.
The chiefs of the Mu tribe, Moqi, Moli, and all the people who fell were at the entrance of the village to greet the Bullhead.
Fang Hui and Lord Niutou got out of the carriage together.
The chief of the Mu tribe looked at such a big pomp, and his eyes were about to fall out with fright, and he was worthy of being the top three tribes of the eight major tribes.
Mo Li quietly glanced at Fang Hui, but in her eyes, the "Demon War" at the moment overlapped into Fang Hui.
Fang Hui secretly thought that he had been using the mask for about twenty days, and only ten days were less, and after that, the mask would also have a three-day cooldown.
But it's enough to settle the affairs of the Muhammad tribe.
"Meet the Bull Head and the Young Master of Demon War" Lord Mizuda looked at the humble man in front of him with satisfaction.
"Get Up" The chief of the Mu tribe greeted the bull-headed man and his party to the main hall.
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