Chapter 1570 Let's Talk About the First Thing

who is he?

This is the common thought in everyone's mind at the moment.

Why should he talk to Old Edgeworth, the head of the mission of the Redstone Clan.

Could it be that he is also from the Baijia tribe?

Some people in the mission glanced at the Baijia tribe with vacillating eyes, only to find that Alva and Isaiah looked at them with surprised eyes at the same time.

[People from the Baijia tribe don't know either! ? 】

Then who is this guy who suddenly attacked Elder Edgeworth!

But the effect of that kick was so tragic.

Crash!

The eyes of the thirty Blackwater guards and fifty Redstone guards outside the big tent instantly turned red, and they all stepped forward at the same time.

The members of the mission following Edgeworth and Kemmler in the big tent were preparing to attack at the same time.

But at this moment, as Isaiah raised his fist and let out a roar, the fighters of the White Armor clan who were confronting each other stepped forward with their battle axes in hand.

"Roar!"

"Swords and soldiers are not allowed in the tent of stars!"

Isaiah roared, and the lion-like voice immediately shocked the scene.

But Edgeworth, the Redstone Elder with blood on his face, covered his sunken chest with his hands, and said furiously, "Isaiah, I never thought you would be willing to endure the spurning of the entire grassland! You betrayed the contract under the stars!"

"Shut up! He is not from my Baijia tribe at all."

Isaiah's violent drinking once again plunged the hall into a strange silence.

Not from the Baijia tribe?

Who is that! ?

Hearing this, Kemuler, the number one master of the Blackwater clan, swung his left hand to the side and shouted angrily, "The rattan stick!"

A long stick made of black rattan was spinning and flying, and was grabbed by Kemuler. When the stick fell into the palm, it instantly spun into a phantom. After several interlaced afterimages flashed, Kemuler swayed Take an offensive stance with two sticks in hand.

Kemmler's body, which was originally wrapped in fish skin armor, was covered with rattan armor at some point in the joints.

Now his eyes are fixed on Mu Fan.

The opponent's kick just now kicked him away.

The terrifying force from that kick made him feel like he was facing a formidable enemy.

Now he couldn't believe that the power that was stomping like a rhinoceros actually came from the thin body opposite.

"Who... who are you... what qualifications do you have... talk to me! Attack the Redstone mission, you are dead."

Edgeworth panted heavily, staring at Mu Fan with bloodshot eyes.

However, the white-haired young man's eyes did not fluctuate in the slightest. His eyes just swept over the faces of Kemmler and Edgeworth, and then landed directly on the corner of the big tent, where a girl was full of people. Face tears, crying and laughing.

"Big...man, you're not angry with Nunuuo anymore, are you?" Dou Da's teardrops rolled down his cheeks to the ground.

The girl's timid and cowardly voice seemed to be a little louder because she was afraid of blowing away the dream in front of her, and that weak voice was distressing and pitiful.

In an instant, all surprised and shocked eyes fell on the girl at the same time.

The goddess of the Baijia clan actually knew that person.

At this moment, Alva, who was as unruly and strong as the son of the sun, only felt a sharp pull in his heart.

He looked at Mu Fan with hostility, and clenched his teeth tightly.

But the deep admiration in his heart prevented him from making a sound or making a move at this moment.

He is a man who aspires to be the son of the stars, he should have the broadest heart, and he disdains to disturb the beautiful figure in his heart in this way.

That soft and waxy voice hit his heart like a bullet, and Mu Fan's body trembled visibly for the first time.

His lips trembled, and he shook his head once and for all and strode forward.

"Nu... Nuo, I'm sorry..."

Mu Fan's voice trembled for the first time, his heart as strong as steel twitched in pain.

He couldn't imagine how Nuomuo spent these days.

At this moment, the girl finally burst into tears, all her psychological defenses collapsed, and she flew towards the figure that had haunted her countless times.

An innocent smile appeared on Mu Fan's face, and he opened his hands wide, embracing that soft and delicate body heavily amid hundreds of gazes from inside and outside the surrounding tent.

A faint girly fragrance lingers on the tip of the nose.

Mu Fan grinned silently, letting the girl's tears soak his chest.

"Nuonuo, we're going home."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." the girl who had removed all disguises and defenses nodded her head heavily.

That warm chest finally appeared in front of her.

Those strong arms finally hugged her tightly again.

This is not a dream.

This is really not a dream!

...

The look on Isaiah's face turned to astonishment.

Alva stood there as if petrified, his mind blank.

Lance and the others who rushed to the front of the big tent just now stood there with their mouths wide open.

Little Enoch, who saw this scene through the torn tent door, stood in place like a piece of wood, and even forgot to let go when his aunt took Dad, and still held on to Dad's cuff.

As for the Redstone Tribe and the Blackwater Tribe, the eyes of those people coincidentally flashed with astonishment.

【That young man turned out to be the sweetheart of the goddess of the Baijia Tribe? 】

If so, then the shot just now...

All the members of the Redstone Mission looked up again in horror.

【He... wants to stand up for the Goddess! 】

"It turns out that the so-called goddess also has old friends, scoff." The sinister laughter sounded, and Edgeworth's seemingly withered body grew stronger little by little, "If this is the case, then you are not worthy of those dowry gifts. "

Rip it off your face with one hand!

The long beard and the wrinkled face were torn off with one hand, revealing a cold face covered with interlaced scars.

Except for those eyes.

Edgeworth's appearance has changed from an old man in his seventies to a middle-aged man in his forties!

The rickety body rose from less than 170 centimeters to nearly 190 centimeters before completely stopping.

At this moment, Edgeworth no longer had the twilight look he had just now, and completely lost his disguise.

This change made the pupils of Isaiah and others shrink instantly.

But the members of the Red Stone Clan and the Black Water Clan had the same expression on their faces, obviously they knew Edgeworth's disguise long ago!

Because he is not the fourth elder Edgeworth who is in charge of diplomacy of the Redstone Clan at all, but his second son who rarely shows up——

Pretender, Edgeward.

...

But at this moment, Mu Fan still didn't look to the side.

He still hugged the frail and boneless girl's body tightly in his arms, lowered his head, and said softly: "Wait for me a moment."

"Um."

The girl raised her small face, tried to smile, nodded vigorously, and let Mu Fan wipe away the tears on her cheeks with her fingers.

Mu Fan grinned, and gently opened the girl in his arms.

He first looked at Isaiah, who was as burly as a lion but a bit sluggish, and nodded slightly, "Thank the patriarch for taking care of Nuowuo these days."

Isaiah nodded slightly to accept Mu Fan's kindness, but did not reply.

Then Mu Fan turned around in the eyes of everyone, and looked at the two envoys calmly and indifferently, the deep blood in the depths of his pupils suddenly emerged.

"Next, let's talk about the first thing."

"That is, when I speak... learn to shut up."

The soft voice echoed, but it exploded like thunder.