"That's not, Ruoting is now the only hope among our descendants of the Mu Mansion."

"Not to say that, when Brother Shanhe became the patriarch, he was at his thirty years old and was still the youngest patriarch. This Ruoting is indeed better than the blue, and the younger waves of the Yangtze River push forward the previous waves."

Mu Xiangtian was surrounded by stars and moon, stroked his white beard, smiled proudly, and looked at Chu Yue with contempt.

"Captain Tian, ​​you are the grandfather of the new patriarch and the elder of the tribe in the mansion. Logically speaking, you should ring this tribe." Someone said flatteringly.

The clan tripod will only sound when changing the clan leader and major matters.

The guards took the huge Tongtian tribe.

The clan tripod was originally knocked by the previous clan leader.

Now that he comes to knock on it, his glory will inevitably be above the Mushan River.

“This is not very good.”

After Mu Xiangtian finished speaking, he went to knock on the tribe with a smile.

The crowd was crowded and shouting loudly.

Mu Xiangtian walked to the tribe and brushed his sleeves artificially. Just as he was about to knock on the tripod, he saw a blade flashing, which scared him backwards.

The old man was not interested in this at all, only thinking about Chu Yue's situation, but the Blood Guardian refused to meet them.

"Knock the clan tripod, knock the clan tripod!"

"Who dares to be arrogant in my Mu Mansion?" Mu Xiangtian was furious.

Which damn person dared to ruin his important moment?

He and everyone in the lobby of the ancestral hall looked at the same place.
Chapter completed!