I am the Thunder Emperor in the fight

"Uncle Snake's breath?"

Hearing what the thin old man in front of him said, Mo Yu was startled, and then a look of surprise appeared on his face.

You must know that since the battle in the Black Corner Domain, Uncle Snake has completely fallen into a deep sleep and has not appeared for several years.

And the man in front of him could actually recognize Uncle Snake by relying on this remaining breath. Could it be that this old patriarch of the Golden War Horse Clan was really Uncle Snake's friend during his lifetime?

Various thoughts flashed through his mind, and Mo Yu said calmly: "If the prediction is correct, the Shewumaru mentioned by the clan leader should be one of my seniors, Uncle She."

"Oh, it's really him." Hearing this, the thin old man was startled, and then said with a surprised look on his face: "Since the last time we said goodbye, the old snake and I haven't seen each other for a long time. I thought he died somewhere."

Having said this, the thin old man also breathed a sigh of relief, and then stared at Mo Yu with burning eyes, and said slowly: "Little guy, since you are the descendant of the old snake, you can tell me, your uncle snake is now in Where?"

Hearing what the thin old man said, Mo Yu clenched his fists suddenly.

Ma Yunlu on the side also pricked up her ears. Although her grandfather had made many friends, she had never seen a friend that made him care so much in these years.

Mo Yu clenched his fists, and there was a faint flash of fierceness in his eyes. After a moment, he suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart, took a deep breath, and said slowly: "Uncle Snake, he is no longer here!"

"What!?"

After Mo Yu finished speaking, the face of the thin old man in front of him instantly turned cold. A fierce murderous intent surged out of his body, causing the temperature in the hall to drop a lot.

"What's going on? With Old Snake's ability, which is close to the peak even in Zhongzhou, how could he suddenly... I still owe him a few favors back then and haven't repaid them!" The thin old man's face darkened and he said angrily.

Seeing his grandfather being so angry, Ma Yunlu also shrank his neck. His grandfather usually looked calm and calm, and it was rare to see him lose his temper like this.

"Shewu Wan? Could it be that he is the life-and-death friend that grandpa met when he traveled to the mainland? The savior who saved grandpa from dangers of life and death many times?"

Ma Yunlu murmured the name in his mouth, and then seemed to suddenly think of something. His beautiful eyes looked at Mo Yu in astonishment and muttered to himself.

At this time, Mo Yu was slightly startled when he saw the old patriarch of the Golden War Horse clan losing his composure, and gradually became convinced in his heart that this old patriarch should be one of Uncle Snake's friends during his lifetime.

"Old patriarch, although Uncle Snake has passed away, there is still a chance of resurrection..." At this time, Mo Yu suddenly whispered.

"Oh?" Hearing this, the thin old man was startled and immediately looked at Mo Yu.

As an eighth-level monster, although he did not find the resurrection as unbelievable as ordinary people, but even so, when he heard that Mo Yu could resurrect Shewumaru, he was surprised and couldn't help but look at the young man in front of him with admiration.

Resurrecting a strong Dou Zun is not something ordinary people can do.

Just when he wanted to continue asking something, a familiar voice suddenly came from outside.

"Father, the child has something to report!"

After the words fell, several figures walked out of the hall, and the leader was none other than Ma Fu.

Seeing the person coming, Mo Yu's silver eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, because behind Ma Fu, there were three people who were completely different from those present, whether in clothing or aura.

Surprisingly, he is from Wanjiange!

Seeing those three people, Mo Yu tightened his hands slightly. Among these three people, there were not only Tang Ying and Hei Jian whom Mo Yu was familiar with, but also an old man with a deep aura who carried a broad blue sword on his back.

If Mo Yu guessed correctly, this person is Elder Qingjian, one of the four sword-protecting elders of Wanjiang Pavilion!

On the other side, Heijian also saw Mo Yu. Suddenly, a ferocious look appeared on his old face. If he hadn't taken into account that this place was the territory of the Golden War Horse Clan, he would have already taken action against Mo Yu.

"Father, these three are the Young Pavilion Master of Wanjiang Pavilion and the two sword-guarding elders. They are here for the sake of my second brother's son-in-law.

A while ago, the son-in-law whom the second brother was looking for killed the sword-making master's beloved disciple. This matter has caused a stir in the Western Region.

The Golden War Horse Clan and the Wanjiange Clan are not in conflict with each other, and the two families have always been in peace with each other. What my second brother did, made it difficult for the Golden War Horse Clan. "

Ma Fu pointed at Tang Ying and the other three men, glanced at Ma Teng with a sneer from the corner of his eye, and then said meaningfully to the old patriarch.

Seeing this situation, Ma Teng's face suddenly darkened. He knew that these people from Wanjiange were definitely brought in by Ma Fu on purpose, and what he did was to slap him in the face!

As Ma Fu finished speaking, Tang Ying, who was behind him, also took a step forward, cupped his hands towards the thin old man and said, "I, Tang Ying, have met the old patriarch."

"Oh, you are the talented swordsman disciple that Master Sword has accepted over the years. Yes, you have such strength at a young age. No wonder you have become the young master of Wanjian Pavilion at such a young age." The old patriarch raised his eyelids and took a look. The man from Wanjiang Pavilion said calmly.

Seeing the lukewarm attitude of the old patriarch, Tang Ying and the other three looked at each other in shock. Finally, the old man with the broad green sword came out and said.

"Clan Chief Ma, this Mo Yu is the murderer of my disciple of Wanjiange Pavilion. Although he became the son-in-law of Lord Ma Teng for some reason, he committed the murder to repay the debt and repay the debt.

Both the pavilion master and the sword master have stated that they will arrest Mo Yu at all costs and bring him back for trial. I hope the nobles will be accommodating and understanding about this matter..."

Hearing this, everyone present was stunned, and immediately their expressions changed a little.

Everyone in Ma Fu's lineage had a look of gloating on their faces. As Ma Teng's son-in-law, Mo Yu would be humiliated in public if he was captured by Wan Jiange. What would happen to Ma Teng in the future? Qualified to be the leader of the Golden Horse Clan?

On the other side, Ma Teng and others' expressions darkened. They replaced Ma Yunlu with Mo Yu to fight with Ma Chao. But is Erfang's trump card over before it even begins?

Thinking of this, just when Ma Teng was about to intercede for Mo Yu, the skinny old man's face suddenly darkened.

"Hmph, you guys, go back. Mo Yu is not only my grandson-in-law, Ma Chen, but also the descendant of one of my good friends. If you want to take him away, even if the master of your Wanjian Pavilion comes in person!"

Hearing Ma Chen, the leader of the Golden War Horse Clan, suddenly speak, Tang Ying and the others were stunned. They did not expect that there was such a relationship between Mo Yu and Ma Chen.

"Father, for offending Wanjiange for a human boy, are you..." Ma Fu on the side was also a little caught off guard when he heard this. However, just as he was about to say something, a cold shout interrupted him.

"That's enough. Are you a member of my Golden Horse Clan or a member of Wanjiang Pavilion? Mo Yu is the descendant of my good friend. No one can touch him. If you have any other thoughts, then I will pass the position of clan leader directly to the second son. , there’s no need to run for election!” the old patriarch shouted in a deep voice.

As soon as the words fell, Ma Fu's face suddenly froze, and he glanced at Mo Yu with a puzzled and angry expression, and then retreated bitterly without saying anything more.

Seeing this situation, Tang Ying and the other three looked at each other in shock, either retreating or advancing.

As the first-class force in the Western Region, the Golden War Horse Clan is not much weaker than Wanjiange or even a little stronger. Now that the leader of the Golden War Horse Clan wants to keep Mo Yu, it is obvious that the three of them cannot take Mo Yu away.