Chapter 1487: Mo Yuan's careful thinking

Mo Yuan did not squint, and turned a blind eye to Xuanyuanmeng's problem.
However, Xuanyuanmeng didn't care about his indifference to him at all, but his inner desire to conquer became even stronger.
"Hey, are you making a mistake? What do you mean by dropping me?" Luo Mushan chased up and said angrily: "Yuan, you too, why don't you remind me?"
Mo Yuan glanced at Luo Mushan, feeling helpless. It wasn't that he didn't remind him, but Luo Mushan had been in a daze and didn't even notice his reminder.
Seeing Luo Mushan jump out, Xuanyuan Meng frowned immediately, thinking about how to distract this guy.
"Father!" Mo Yuan suddenly shouted to Luo Mushan.
"Huh? Father?" Xuanyuan Meng was slightly startled, looking at Mo Yuan with a puzzled look. "Is he your father?"
Luo Mushan was also stunned!
Why does this guy call him father here? Doesn't this cause unnecessary attention?
"No." Mo Yuan curled his lips and smiled faintly: "It's just that we are used to calling him father. After all, he is very old and very experienced."
"Understood!" Xuanyuan Meng raised his eyebrows, and said to Luo Mushan immediately: "Then father, Yuan and I will go to the other side to arrange some things, and you will temporarily rest in the inn in front."
"If you have any questions, just ask Dian Er, and he will answer them for you."
"Huh?" Luo Mushan was slanderous, and he was called Mo Yuan Zuoyuan like Xiaoman, and he was impatient.
However, when he just wanted to refute, Mo Yuan gave him a wink.
Luo Mushan was also an old fried dough stick, and instantly understood Mo Yuan's thoughts. This guy seemed to have other ideas, so he didn't say anything.
"Okay, I'm going now."
Xuanyuanmeng raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't expect this old man to be so obedient, he couldn't help boasting that he was very witty.
"Miss Meng, why don't you take me around for a while?" Mo Yuan took the initiative.
"Okay!"
Xuanyuanmeng's eyes lit up, which couldn't be better. As long as she can have more contact with this man, she believes that she can be conquered.
"The place where our Xuanyuan family lives is called Yanhuang Village."
"Yanhuang Village?"
"Yes!" Xuanyuan Meng said as he leaned close to Mo Yuan, Mo Yuan frowned and avoided her intimacy naturally. "Our ancestor, Emperor Yan, was the strongest man in history, and it was he who pacified the ancient war."
"The Qiang clan from the outside world is just a bargain to unify the Central Plains."
Mo Yuan raised his eyebrows. It seemed that the Xuanyuan clan was more respected than the Qiang clan, except that one had already occupied the land as the king, and the other was hiding from the world.
If there is a battle between the two clans, it is absolutely wonderful.
However, this possibility should be very low. After all, the Xuanyuan family and the Qiang family have never overlapped, and the river water does not interfere with the well water, and it is difficult to cause friction.
Of course, if these two clans were deliberately calculated, it might not be too difficult for them to provoke a war between them.
While Mo Yuan was thinking about it, Xuanyuanmeng had led him to a tall building.
"This is..." Mo Yuan stopped, raised his eyes and glanced at this towering building, which looked like a high tower, and asked suspiciously.
"This is a tool tower." Xuanyuanmeng raised his head and said proudly: "This is a holy land that our Xuanyuan clan is proud of. But all the magic weapons are born here."