His temperament is dusty, like a snow lotus on the top of a snow-capped mountain, different from the noble and cold temperament of Lord Zuoxiang, his temperament is more inclined to a fairy with a fairy spirit.

Qin Jun is the temperament of a god, and this man is the temperament of an immortal.

And Mo Weiran is the emperor of the world.

Li Yihao is the god of medicine of the living dead.

Mo Weiqing is an arrogant rich man like a little devil in the world.

There were originally four particularly outstanding men on the high platform, but with the addition of the newcomer, it became five.

Evenly divided.

"Yuyu?" Ming Fei was surprised.

Yu Yu smiled indifferently, clasped his fists and saluted at Ming Wan: "Uncle, I'm sorry, I'm late." ”

Ming Million laughed, and said that it was not too late, anyway, the game had not started yet, and it was not too late at all.

He wished he had a few more good men!

Let everyone see how good his millions of daughters are, so that so many good men will come to participate in the selection of sons-in-law.

Qin Jun looked at Yuyu coldly, not understanding what this disciple of the Hidden World Sect was going to do?

The number of participants in the competition increased to twenty-eight.

Everyone didn't know Zhangyu who could be equal to Zuo Xiang, so they gossiped about the person Yuyu.

Ming Million smiled and announced the first competition item: Wenbi, answer sheet.

He racked his brains to come up with a hundred questions and printed a thousand papers, and as a result, only 28 people participated in the assessment.

He asked his subordinates to bring the prepared scrolls, pen and ink, and distribute them to twenty-eight people.

As for the location, I'm sorry, he thought there would be a lot of people attending, so he didn't prepare tables and chairs, just planned to let them put the paper on the ground to write.

Convenient.

But now that there are five people of high status here, he is very embarrassed.

Ming Shiwan said: "You can let the players wait for a while, and the subordinates will immediately send someone to send twenty-eight sets of tables and chairs." ”

"Okay, let's go!" Ming Million waved his hand and said.

When Ming Million interacted with the people below, Ming Fei spoke to these five men.

Mo Weiran and Li Yihao's arrival, she acquiesced, anyway, they came to make soy sauce.

But, what kind of excitement did Mo Weiqing come to join in?

She opened directly and said, "Mo Weiqing, our relationship, are you sure you want to participate in Miss Ben's son-in-law selection banquet?"

"Fei'er, I know very well. Mo Weiqing said, "If I can win the first place, we will continue to lead." ”

Ming Fei rolled his eyes directly and said, "How is it possible! Moreover, you can't get the first place, even if you get the first place, I can't marry you, I have the right to refuse the first place." ”

This is the rule that Daddy said before the son-in-law selection banquet, and Daddy asked her to choose a satisfactory husband instead of resigning herself to fate.

Otherwise, this son-in-law banquet will be meaningless.

"Fei'er, I just want you to know, I love you. Mo Weiqing confessed in public.

The six of them were in a small circle, and their voices were low, so everyone couldn't hear them.

However, after Mo Weiqing finished speaking, not only Ming Fei heard it, but the other four men also heard it.

Qin Jun's temperament suddenly turned cold, and he was about to speak, but Ming Fei stopped him and took the initiative to say to Mo Weiqing: "Stop, I'm not interested in you, forget it, you can participate if you want to! ”

After speaking, she looked at Yuyu again, frowned, and said, "This worldly master, what kind of style have you made? This is Miss Ben's son-in-law banquet, have you gone to the wrong place?"

"Did Phil forget? I said I fell in love with you at first sight. Yu Wen laughed.

Ming Fei wanted to vomit.

She said: "You and I don't know each other, please call me Miss Ming, or call her by her name, don't call Fei'er, I listen harsh." ”