"Gu Ze... Are you an enemy or a friend?" Kun Wu smiled, and then the smile on his face slowly calmed down, and his expression seemed a little complicated. Now Xingyuan's relationship is obviously very close to Gu Ze. Although Kun Wu's heart has never regarded Gu Ze as a bad person, he knew nothing about what happened after he fainted thirty years ago. He was all listening to the conversations of the tribe's people. His words said that Gu Ze was extremely guilty and killed Zhenteng and Zhongtianjiang. At this moment, the news that Zhenteng was not dead made Kun Wu's mood more complicated. His thoughts slowly changed. Perhaps it was really not as the tribe's people said. Maybe Gu Ze was wronged.

Now, before something happened, Gu Ze appeared to help Kun Wu again. In Kun Wu's opinion, these things were not coincidental. He thought to himself, did Gu Ze still have the ability to predict the future and come to help after he was in trouble?

The main way to help was to take Xingyuan as his apprentice, which made Kun Wu helpless, and was happy for Xingyuan, and was a little worried about Gu Ze's identity. Until so many years have passed, Kun Wu has never figured out Gu Ze's intentions, but just fell in love with it at first sight. Why did he help himself frequently? This has to make Kun Wu doubt it.

"Yuan'er... can you let your master come out and meet me? Cough cough... After all, it's my grandson's teacher, so I should also visit you, right?" Kun Wu knew, and Gu looked at Xing Yuan's tone, but he didn't plan to come forward.

Xingyuan looked at Kun Wu and looked at him, his eyes full of expectations. For Kun Wu, everything that happened on the night he fainted was always a joke in his heart, and it never could be revealed.

Kun Wu hoped to see Gu Ze again, asked clearly the origins and the origins of all this, and wanted to ask Gu Ze why he helped him so much. Kun Wu knew that that night Gu Ze helped him get rid of all the people who covet him. In this way, he naturally became the leader of the Yunling tribe. Of course, Kun Wu would never have thought that all this was done by his grandson around him, and Xingyuan was the one who had been helping him.

Xingyuan knew in his heart, but such a thing could never be told. Such a lie was a kind lie for Kun Wu. Before Xingyuan could figure out what the situation was now, he did not want to involve his grandfather. Daoyuan, Ning Fan and others were too strange and had invisibly become inseparable from Xingyuan.

There must be a huge secret behind this. This secret must be related to Xingyuan's true life experience. Xingyuan all knows that he hides all of them in his heart and does not talk to anyone. Kun Wu must not tell this here, so he has to continue to make up the lies naturally.

"Grandpa, you also know that the master has a very strange temper. I have asked why he didn't come to you directly, but he didn't talk to me, as if he was taboo." Xingyuan made up a lot of things, and Gu Ze in the sword realm rolled his eyes again, and had long experienced Xingyuan's smooth tongue in the fantasy.

Although Gu thought Xingyuan was a little oily, this situation was the most appropriate explanation. If Xingyuan told Kun Wu the real situation, it would not be a good thing. This time reversal is contrary to the laws of nature, and no one knows what unexpected consequences it will bring. It is natural to mention less of this matter.

Kun Wuwenyan frowned slightly, and the expression on his face was complicated, but in just a moment, Kun Wu sighed long and the expression on his face became calm.

"Since Brother Gu Ze has his idea, I won't force it. Yuan'er, thank you for your master for being so obsessed with me for taking care of me so much for many years..." Kun Wu was not continuing to force Xing Yuan. Xing Yuan then breathed a sigh of relief and nodded to Kun Wu.

"No problem, grandpa, I will convey your meaning." After the illusion, Xingyuan became much more mature, and he became much more steady in terms of his words and behaviors.

The young soul has reached a human nature that is much older than himself and beyond his age. This series of things has unknowingly made Xingyuan grow up. Although Xingyuan has been controversial in the tribe since he was a child, his mood is incomparable to ordinary people. After returning from Gu Ze's body, Xingyuan's eyes became deeper, and he had a sense of mystery, which made people unable to understand.

The camp of the Spirit Demon Tribe began to step out of some tribesmen, wearing long robes and a blue flame embroidered on it, which looked extremely weird. Several juniors walked out of the Spirit Demon Tribe and sat in the square, as if they were covering up their eyes.

"It seems that the Spirit Demon Division is still moving." Kun Wu narrowed his eyes slightly, with his brilliance light. Xing Yuan could not guess that Kun Wu's idea was, but he really hoped that his grandfather would not be kind in such a situation.

Kun Wu stood on the platform, looking for Zhen Teng's figure, but Zhen Teng never appeared.

Kun Wu then turned to look at a tribal guard behind him and made a gesture. The guard respectfully clasped his fists and ran away quickly. Some of the guards in the tribe were all arranged around him at this time. This scene did not seem to attract Wu Zhen's attention, and he always looked proud and contented.

"Yuan'er, the Demon Spirit Ceremony has begun. It seems that if you don't move, you won't appear." Kun Wu frowned, and he never noticed Zhen Teng's figure. If you deliberately search for it, it will startle the snake. Xing Yuan nodded, Kun Wu waved his sleeves, and the barrier turned into star dots. He lightly stepped, Kun Wu's figure slowly soared into the air, his eyes showing majesty to fly towards the spiritual pillar in the center of the square.

All the juniors and other tribes in the square were all focused on Kun Wu, with a little respect on his face, some with contempt, some with expressionless faces, and some with hatred. The people who looked at Kun Wu were filled with various expressions, but none of them were all with fear.

Xingyuan stood on the platform and looked at his grandfather with pride on his face. Although he was better than Kun Wu in the illusion, it did not affect Xingyuan, who had admired Kun Wu since childhood.

Xingyuan was even more curious. Thirty years later, Kun Wu, who was known as the genius of Yunling tribe, had reached what level of strength after thirty years. Now Xingyuan naturally could not see Kun Wu's true strength, so he had to ask Gu Ze.

"Uncle Gu Ze, can you tell what level my grandfather's strength has reached now?"

The demon-Feng Zhuanggu looked unscathed. When he heard Xingyuan's inquiry, he deliberately ignored Xingyuan.

"Call me, I'll tell you..."
Chapter completed!