My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

"If you take my sword, I will lose this round. Today's battle is over." Yun Wutian said cheerfully, and put away the Xuming Emperor Soul Umbrella with a wave of his hand.

In mid-air, the demon face and the demon war spirits bowed to Gu Fenghua, saluted, and then quietly disappeared.

Helian Xiongba and others were defeated by Gu Fenghua one after another, and they were also concerned about the return of the descendants of the royal family. Of course they had no objection to Yun Wutian's decision. The other races in the Xuming Ancient Territory each worshiped the Demon Clan, Qingyuan, Iron-eating Beast, The Nine-tailed Sky Fox and other clan leaders would certainly not have any objections.

Seeing that Yun Wutian and others kept their promise, Lin Yujing and others breathed a long sigh of relief and were completely relieved.

Gu Fenghua looked at an old man behind Yun Wutian with some confusion. Previously blocked by the tall figures of Yun Wutian and Helian Xiongba, she hadn't paid much attention to this person.

Only then did I realize that this old man with a white beard and a clear face had a detached appearance. His demeanor was by no means inferior to Yun Wutian and Dongfang Yahan, and was much better than Helian Batian and Dongfang Wange. .

But several others had already taken action, except for this old man. Yun Wutian stopped there without asking for his opinion, which was strange.

Of course, she was just weird. She said she had won the previous battles, but in the final analysis, it was just because others maintained their own identities and did not want to bully the weak. Especially Dongfang Yahan, who was not fighting against her, it was clear that he did not hesitate to injure his own strength to fight for her. Her pulse was cleansing her marrow, and if she really had to fight to the death, she might have died countless times.

It is better to do less than to do more. It would be best if the old man did not take action.

Gu Fenghua's eyes just swept across the old man quickly, and Gu Fenghua quickly looked away.

"Haha, do you still want to fight me?" The old man noticed Gu Fenghua's fleeting gaze and asked with a smile.

"Senior, I misunderstood. Fenghua never meant this." Gu Fenghua quickly denied.

"If possible, I would also like to test your strength, but unfortunately, I can't fight with you." The old man said with a smile.

"Oh?" Not only Gu Fenghua, but also Ning Yu'er and others were puzzled and looked at the old man curiously.

"Old Fuluo." The old man saw their doubts, but did not give an answer. He just announced his name, then bowed down and bowed to Gu Fenghua respectfully.

A shadow of an ancient tree appeared in front of his chest, growing rapidly like bamboo shoots after a rain. Almost in the blink of an eye, it grew into a towering ancient tree, swaying like the branches and leaves of a canopy, and casting a strange light. .

Behind him, a clan member also bowed and saluted, showing the true form of the sacred tree behind him.

As the phantoms of the sacred trees appeared in the air, in Gu Fenghua's heart, the soul of the sacred tree also stretched its graceful branches, and the leaves made a soft rustling sound, as if they were singing in joy.

Fuso sacred tree, it turns out that they are my mother’s tribe, that is, my own tribe! Gu Fenghua covered his heart and burst into tears.

Looking into Luo Jidao's eyes, there were crystal tears in his eyes, but the smile on his face was so warm and kind.

There were outsiders present, so Luo Jidao did not dare to recognize Gu Fenghua. He just bowed, then turned and walked back with a smile on his face.

Looking at his thin and detached figure, Gu Fenghua couldn't calm down.

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Seeing this scene in the distance, Qin Nanxian and others were equally unable to calm down.