Following the sound, I saw the Bone Clan Chief rushing towards Wang Mang quickly.

Behind him, there was Mo Yang who came with him.

Seeing this, Wang Mang's expression couldn't help but change.

After all, the Bone Clan's inherited artifacts had long been exchanged for Dao Crystals by him.

I didn't think so much about it at the time, but now it seems I was still impulsive.

The next moment, the figure of the Bone Clan Leader suddenly appeared next to Wang Mang.

Staring at Wang Manggu, the clan leader said unceremoniously:

"Junior, please hand over my clan's inherited divine artifact, and I will not care about you killing my clan's holy son."

Hearing this, Mo Yang, who followed, was immediately unhappy and quickly sent a message:

"That's not what I said just now."

Hearing this, the Bone Clan leader snorted in displeasure and stopped talking.

Seeing this, Mo Yang looked at Wang Mang and smiled silently:

"Wang Mang, you are very good."

"However, it is not in line with the rules to seize other tribes' inherited artifacts. It is better to return the inherited Taoist bones."

Hearing this, Wang Mang paused and was silent for a moment:

"actually……"

"Why should he return his trophies? Are you the patriarch of the Black Ink Clan when you are protecting outsiders?"

Just when Wang Mang was about to speak, Mo Xiaoyou suddenly interrupted.

While speaking, Mo Xiaoyou's face was full of dissatisfaction and disappointment.

For a moment, even the eyes of the surrounding Mo clan people looking at Mo Yang flashed a hint of complexity.

In their eyes, Wang Mang is one of their own no matter what.

Mo Yang's behavior of turning his elbows outward also made them feel dissatisfied.

Due to the gap in status, although they were dissatisfied, they did not dare to say anything.

After being interrupted by Mo Xiaoyou, Mo Yang's face became very ugly.

Then, he suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice:

"You have nothing to do here, so don't get involved!"

"Especially you, Mo Xiaoyou!"

"Now I order you to return to your clan immediately!"

While saying this, he also glared at Mo Xiaoyou fiercely.

"Hmph, you are such a majestic leader."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Xiaoyou turned around and left somewhere.

After she left, everyone in the Black Ink Clan slowly dispersed as if they had lost their backbone.

In an instant, only the three of them and the people from other tribes who had not left were left on the entire Fighting Holy Platform.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Yang said to Wang Mang:

"Okay, Wang Mang will return the inherited artifact to the Bone Clan Chief."

Hearing this, Wang Mang said calmly:

"What kind of inherited artifact? It disappeared not long after I got it."

"You fart! How could the inherited divine artifact dissipate!"

The Bone Patriarch interrupted loudly and dissatisfied.

After hearing Wang Mang's words, Mo Yang also frowned.

The Bone Clan's inherited artifact must be in Wang Mang's hands.

So what Wang Mang said is a bit intriguing.

Does Wang Mang want to monopolize the inherited Taoist bones?

Suddenly, he already had the answer in his mind.

The next moment, Mo Yang sent a message to the Bone Patriarch:

"In a few days, I will personally return the inherited artifact to your Bone Clan."

Hearing this, the Bone Patriarch's face became uncertain.

But when I think about the fact that the strength of the two clans is almost the same, plus the mysterious identity behind Wang Mang.

He was silent for a moment, but still agreed unhappily:

"Three days at most! If you don't see the inherited artifact after three days, I will definitely come to your door to ask for advice."

As soon as he finished speaking, the extremely powerful Taoist rhyme surged out of his body.

In an instant, the figure of the Bone Clan leader disappeared beside the two of them.

Suddenly, only Wang Mang and Mo Yang were left in silence.

Looking at Wang Mang with an indifferent expression, Mo Yang didn't know how to speak for a moment.

The next moment, he opened his mouth and whispered:

"Let's go, go back first."

Hearing this, Wang Mang looked at him deeply and nodded slowly.

Just when the two were about to leave, Mo Xiaoyou's voice sounded from a distance:

"Grandpa, look..."

At a glance, Mo Xiaoyou was holding Mo Gu's hand, complaining with a dissatisfied expression.

Behind Mo Gu, there were five old men looking at Mo Xiaoyou happily.

Among them, Wang Mang met three of them in the Mo clan.

As several people arrived, Mo Yang immediately raised his hands and said respectfully:

"I've met a few seniors."

Seeing this, Wang Mang imitated him and said:

"Junior Wang Mang, I have met several seniors."

Hearing this, the old men beside Mo Gu smiled slowly:

"Haha, little friend Wang Mang, do you still remember us?"

"Yes, when little friend Wang Mang fought against the enemy and defeated Emperor Ba, it opened my eyes."

"Well, the genius who left his name on the Supreme List is well-deserved."

…

These old men looked at Wang Mang one after another and said cheerfully.

After hearing what they said, Wang Mang couldn't help but be stunned.

You must know that there were many people who came to recruit him that day.

But the only two people he remembered were Hei Yan and Kun Yu.

However, he still smiled slightly and said:

"I would like to thank several seniors for that day."

"The kindness of the seniors will be kept in the hearts of the younger generation."

Hearing this, these old men all looked at each other with unclear expressions on their faces.

At this moment, Mo Gu slowly said:

"Okay, what's this about Mo Yang's Bone Clan's inherited artifact?"

Hearing this, Mo Yang looked at Wang Mang and whispered:

"Father, I have already discussed this matter with Gu Qi."

"I won't bother the seniors to worry about it."

After hearing his words, Mogu nodded:

"No matter what, Wang Mang is the Holy Son of the Black Ink Clan."

"There are some things that we still need to think more about."

"Follow your father's teachings."
To be continued...