When Mo TIANLIAN's Qi was so dizzy, he broke into eight big men from the entrance of the cave.

When they saw Mo Tian and uncle Huo who were breathing, they didn't seem surprised. A bearded man pointed to Mo Tian and uncle Huo and said, "Hey, what do you do? How did you get to my cave? Are the horses at the foot of the mountain yours?"

"Ha ha, we are passing by here. Seeing the beautiful scenery of the mountain, we came up to have a visit. Unexpectedly, we missed the time. It's getting late. We just happened to see a hidden cave here and have a rest. It turned out to be your habitat. It's really disturbing." Uncle Huo stood up and arched his hand.

"Hum, play, who has nothing to do with this place to play, and you don't think the tomb of national subjugation is bad luck. Aren't you three horses? There's another one, and I don't want you to come out and see him? " The big man asked again.

Mo Tian was annoyed when he heard about the bad luck of the mausoleum. He could see that these men were stronger, but they didn't practice their Qi, which was much worse than himself. He wanted to teach them a lesson, but he was held by Huo Shu and shook his head, which meant that he didn't want to cause these meaningless troubles. Uncle Huo was about to explain to these men when Ke'er came out.