"Who else knows?" Zhun asked.

"No one, Yang Jian doesn't know Ma Yuan's situation. After all, Ma Yuan is just a small character. Yang Jian doesn't care. Yang Jian can at most know Ma Yuan's appearance, but I will have a little superficial eight or nine mysterious skills. So, as long as Ma Yuan changes his appearance, Yang Jian will not be able to find him!" explained the fake high priest.

Zhunti looked at the fake high priest and nodded finally.

Then, Zhunti and Hezu questioned the arrested snake vine tribes.

"The black dog barked the Xiaotian dog, is it the original Qilin King?" He Zu said in surprise.

"In other words, some descendants of Yang Jian were actually instigated by the high priest? Can they still be instigated?" Zhunti said in surprise.

Originally, the Snake Vine Clan fights Cunti, and the war between the two Snake Vine Clans with different attributes is now in chaos. Whoever is loyal to each other and whoever is loyal to the Snake Vine Clans, and which Snake Vine is loyal to the Snake Vine King, is completely in chaos.

No wonder Hongjun also feels it is difficult. Their plotting against each other is much more complicated.

------------

Outside the Three Mountains, there is a forest.

Yang Jian arrived with Xiaotian Dog and helped Xiaotian Dog recover his tongue. Xiaotian Dog can speak.

Several times, Yang Jian wanted to send his subordinates to exchange the body of the Xiaotian Dog, but Yang Jian found that the Qilin Clan inheritance had entered the soul of the Xiaotian Dog, so he became hesitant. He was slowly thinking about a solution.

"Your name is Xiaotian Dog?" Yang Jian looked at Xiaotian Dog.

The Xiaotian Dog naturally didn't want to mention his identity as the Qilin King: "Yes, thank you for saving me this time!"

"I don't have to thank me. Now, the Saint of Cunti will definitely look for you. Otherwise, you can follow me first and wait until your cultivation is high and you can travel all over the world, so you can leave?" Yang Jian looked at Xiaotian and said.

The Xiaotian Dog has the previous memories of the alien race, so naturally knows that the world is no longer the same as before, and how terrifying the saints were. But Yang Jian in front of him was able to compete with the saints.

"Okay, I can follow you, but I am not loyal to you. When I encounter a crisis, I can help you, but don't disclose everything about me!" Xiaotian Dog said in a deep voice.

"Hahaha, this is of course no problem. Let's take you to Jiang Ziya's camp, where there is a clone of mine!" Yang Jian laughed.
Chapter completed!