Son-in-law, God-Emperor

And through the blood of Huang Wudi, the ancestors of the Huangshen tribe can feel that the other party is the blood of their own lineage.

This is equivalent to the ancestors of the Huangshen tribe being the direct ancestors of Huang Wudi...

But soon, the eyes of the ancestors of the Huangshen tribe looking at Huang Wudi revealed dissatisfaction.

"Ancestor, you... what are you doing?" Huang Wudi spoke weakly.

"Humph! Nothing!" The ancestor of the Huangshen tribe snorted coldly.

Huang Wudi has a good talent and outstanding appearance. He is also somewhat similar to himself when he was young. What makes him dissatisfied is naturally that Huang Wudi recognizes Xiao Fan as his godfather.

The monster of their Huangshen tribe recognizes a foreigner as his godfather. How can the ancestors of the Huangshen tribe not be angry about this? !

"Okay." Huang Wudi scratched his head awkwardly and didn't say much.

"Senior, this fruit... is really given to me?" Xiao Fan looked at the ancestor of the Huangshen tribe.

"Yes, yours." The ancestor of the Huangshen tribe nodded.

Xiao Fan was shocked. He didn't expect the ancestors of the Wilderness God Clan to be so generous.

"Thank you, senior." Xiao Fan clasped his fists and received Cang Wuya's Dao Fruit.

The Dao Fruit of an ancient emperor is definitely a treasure that makes all the major holy places crazy.

It is no exaggeration to say that even if the Saint Ancestor Kongchen saw it, he would be greedy.

Huang Wudi was stunned. Such an important Dao Fruit, his ancestor actually gave it away.

Huang Wudi looked at his ancestor in disbelief, his eyes were very strange.

Although Huang Wudi didn't say it clearly, the ancestors of the Wilderness God Clan were not fools. From Huang Wudi's eyes, he saw what the other party meant.

Huang Wudi's eyes seemed to say... Such a valuable thing was given away, what about me? I am a member of the Wilderness God Clan! Where are my benefits? !

"Of course there are your benefits." The ancestor of the Wilderness God Clan had no expression on his face. When he waved his hand, a set of red battle robes flew in front of Huang Wudi.

The battle robe exudes a terrifying aura, which matches the blood of the Wilderness God Clan. Once put on, Huang Wudi's strength can be increased by at least 30%.

But...

"Ancestor, this...this battle robe, how come it looks like a skirt?!" Huang Wudi was stunned.

Others were also stunned and cast inquiring eyes on the ancestors of the Wilderness God Clan.

"Hey...this matter, I thought that the tribe member who came later was a woman, but I didn't expect it, alas..." The ancestor of the Wilderness God Clan sighed.

Hearing this, everyone was speechless.

Especially Huang Wudi, who felt his head was big.

He suddenly understood something.

Xiao Fan must have used some means to meet the ancestor of their Wilderness God Clan, and the ancestor misunderstood Xiao Fan as the son-in-law of the Wilderness God Clan.

The gift prepared for Xiao Fan was a Dao fruit, and the gift prepared for the woman was a battle skirt that matched the blood of the Wilderness God Clan!

"I...this...ancestor, do you have any armor or something?" Huang Wudi looked at his ancestor with a complicated expression.

"No... I'm just a spirit."

"Can you change it? Change this battle skirt into a battle armor! Okay?"

"No, I'm just a spirit."

"I, this, is it... Oh... OK."

Huang Wudi hesitated, and finally sighed and accepted the battle skirt.

For Huang Wudi, the battle skirt is indeed a treasure, but it is completely unsuitable for him.

When he went out to fight, he took out a woman's battle skirt and put it on. Isn't that a joke? !

However, the battle skirt is also a treasure, and it fits the blood of the Huangshen clan very well. It is impossible to refuse it.

The ancestors of the Huangshen clan were helpless. Who let Xiao Fan deceive him?

"Brother Wudi, the battle skirt is good. If you don't like it, just give it to me." Xiao Qing said with a smile.

"Forget it, I'll keep it for myself... as a trump card." Huang Wudi shook his head helplessly.

"A trump card? Indeed!" Xiao Qing nodded and said seriously: "Put it on at the critical moment! It will definitely scare the enemy to death! Even if it doesn't scare them to death! It will make them laugh to death!"

Huang Wudi: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Huang Wudi's face became even uglier, and he looked at his ancestor with resentment.

The ancestor of the Huangshen tribe coughed dryly and looked at Xiao Fan: "My friend, hurry up and refine it."