After a while, the hundred-foot city gate was within reach.
Mo Lan looked up and saw the four big characters "Yuquan Tribe" neatly engraved on it in the characters exclusive to the Kunluo Realm. Every stroke was as good as iron painting and silver hook, and it looked quite charming.
But when the group got closer and were about to bypass the guards and enter the tribe, they were blocked.
"Stop, who are you?"
The leading man had a scraggly face, a pair of horns on his head, and a dark ring on his nose. He really looked like a buffalo that had turned into a spirit.
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