Chapter 1705： Who dares to move the person I cover? in

"Don't talk after you get there. Do what I tell you to do!"

Mu Cai'er followed her father and lowered her head, and her father's voice came from in front of her.

"It's father!"

She replied softly, helplessly in her eyes.

Wang Xian hovered over Mu Cai'er's left shoulder and scanned the surroundings lightly.

"Elder Zhiyuan, hurry up, the ceremony of worship of the Nine Gods is about to begin!"

Just after Mu Zhiyuan took Mu Cai'er out of the courtyard, an old man in front of them urged.

"It's the three elders!"

Mu Zhiyuan immediately speeded up his pace respectfully and walked over quickly.

"Zhiyuan, yesterday your daughter's matter was said to be serious and not serious, and if it is not serious, it is also serious. Today, I must apologize to the elder of the Demon God Tribe!"

Mu Zhiyuan and the others came over, and the Third Elder glanced at Mu Cai'er and reminded him.

"It's the three elders, I know, I know!"

Mu Zhiyuan immediately smiled and nodded.

"Well, let's hurry up!"

The third elder nodded, and the two accelerated their pace and walked towards the central peak of the nine gods.

Along the way, everyone in the remaining nine gods all walked towards the master of the nine gods.

When the new Lord of the Nine Gods is born, there will be one worship of the Nine Gods.

At that time, the entire Nine Gods Empire, all powerful and powerful will come to worship.

As the leader of the nine tribes, other tribes naturally dare not make any negligence.

Especially today's Demon God tribe has the help of the Fire Skylark clan, and its strength is invincible in the Nine Gods Empire.

There are sixty to seventy thousand strong holes in the hole virtual world in the entire Nine Gods Empire, which is definitely a very terrifying number.

Mu Caier followed them to a huge square. In front of the square, there were statues nine kilometers high.

Each statue represents the founder of a tribe and the **** of this tribe.

In front of the nine statues, a **** seat.

The **** seat is twenty meters high, and you can overlook everyone when you sit on it.

In front of the huge square, many powerful men of the Nine Gods Empire have gathered.

The elders and elders of the nine tribes all arrived.

In front of the vast square, tens of thousands of people gathered.

Just like yesterday's gathering of the young generation, all other tribes surrounded the Demon God tribe, wanting to form a clinging relationship.

"Come with me!"

Mu Zhiyuan said to Mu Cai'er with a cold face, and looked at the location of the Demon God Tribe with a dark face.

Mu Cai'er took a deep breath and followed behind, bowing her head silently.

"Old Demon Race, Young Master Demon Feather!"

Mu Zhiyuan looked inside the Demon God Tribe where dozens of people gathered, took a deep breath, and forced a smile on his face.

When he arrived in front of Mo Shaoyu and Grandpa Mo Shaoyu, he said with a smile on his face.

"Huh? Elder Mu?"

Wearing a black robe and beard, the old man looked at Mu Zhiyuan and said lightly.

"Lao Mozu, the little girl was a little bit reckless yesterday and made some jokes, please forgive me, Lao Mozu!"

Mu Zhiyuan bowed and apologized.

"Hehe, it's a bit rash, it's a joke!"

Before the black-bearded old man could speak, a middle-aged man on the side said coldly.

"Brother demon, I teach nowhere..."

"Elder Mu, I, Devil Shaoyu, can't afford to lose this person. He brought a pet to hurt others, and he left so rudely!"

Before Mu Zhiyuan had finished speaking, Mo Shaoyu interrupted directly and said lightly.

He glanced at Mu Caier behind and shook his head slightly.

He was originally very satisfied with this fiancée, but he left directly last night and a group of people talked about it as his fiancée, which made him very embarrassed.

He Mo Shaoyu couldn't afford to lose this person.

As for Mu Cai'er might have a powerful pet, no one took it seriously.

They are the top young masters of the Nine Gods Empire, and there are many Mounted Monster Beast races in the Nine Gods Empire with the eighth and ninth orders of Wanshou and even half the Wanshou level.

Who cares about that mysterious pet.

"Then... Young Master Demon Feather, your marriage contract with the little girl..."

Mu Zhiyuan's face changed slightly and said quickly.

"Let’s talk about the marriage contract later!"

The old black beard said lightly.

Mu Zhiyuan's face instantly became embarrassed, and Mu Cai'er standing behind him also trembled.

"The little girl's marriage has already been announced, which will make the little girl..."

Mu Zhiyuan looked at the black-bearded old man with an embarrassed expression on his face.

The higher the level, the more they care about their faces. The marriage contract between Mu Cai'er and Demon God Tribe Mo Shaoyu has been announced.

Now the Demon God Tribe they disagree, this is simply a remorse marriage in disguise, this black spot will follow Mu Cai'er for life.

Even, many families will not marry Mu Caier because of their face.

This will have a huge impact in the future.

"Haha, old Jin clan, long time no see!"

However, at this time, the old man with black beard ignored them, and greeted the old man in a golden robe in front.

"Asshole, what's the use of you!"

Mu Zhiyuan saw that the Demon God tribe elder no longer cared about him, turned his head angrily, and shouted at Mu Cai'er.

Mu Cai'er trembled for a while, she lowered her head and dared not speak, her eyes instantly turned red.

"Yesterday your pet hurt Miss Devil, go!"

Mu Zhiyuan took a deep breath, looked at Mu Cai'er, and looked at Wang Xian who was floating above his left shoulder coldly.

He looked around, saw the magic charm following his parents, and frowned slightly when he found the groups of elders gathered around.

But he bit his head and walked over.

"Damn, how could you be my daughter!"

Mu Zhiyuan said angrily, with an embarrassing smile on his face, and walked towards the group of people.

"Miss Demon, I'm really sorry about the little girl last night!"

Mu Zhiyuan walked over and said with a smile towards the demon.

"Ok?"

Mo Mei was taken aback for a moment, turned her head to look, and smiled when she saw Mu Cai'er and the mysterious pet floating on her shoulder.

"It's okay, it's recovered!"

The magic shook his head and looked at the mysterious pet.

"Why it's okay, Miss Demon, you see there are scars on your palms, go straight away, without even a little politeness, it's really a shame to our Wood God tribe!"

However, as soon as Momei's words fell, a young man wearing wooden **** tribal costumes was talking.

That young man was the same young man from the Wood God tribe who was with Mo Lingzi yesterday.

"Miss Demon, I have some wood spirit essence here. I didn't bring it on my body yesterday. I brought some of it to you today. After applying it, it can eliminate the scars!"

The youth smiled, took out a small blue porcelain bottle, and handed it to Demon.

"Thank you Mu Qingming!"

The demon hesitated, then smiled and nodded.

"It's all trivial things. Just kill a beast indiscriminately and just kill the beast!"

At this moment, the demon spirit son standing not far away looked over and said lightly.