Chapter 27: The Final Race
The intense family beta test is finally over!
Song Wei took the stage and announced: "The first Song Yuanshu, the second Song Lu, and the third Song Heng, please applaud them." ”
The disciples were excited, and a round of applause rang out.
At this time, Song Shiguan scolded not far away: "His grandfather's, our fifth place has no name." ”
Song Baiyi next to him looked helpless, and said secretly in his heart, did I speak in the fourth place?
Song Yuanshu and the three of them accompanied by enthusiastic applause, under the passionate gaze of all the disciples, they climbed the high platform very solemnly to receive the award.
The patriarch first came to the stage to say a few words of condolence, and after words of thanks, the six elders came to the stage to present the award.
The six elders came to the stage with a professional smirk.
"Song Yuanshu is very good, the elders are very optimistic about you, and they will reward three bottles of Blood Ginseng Pill, two bottles of Gushen Pill, five bottles of second-order golden creation medicine, and one second-order weapon."
"Finally, in the inner courtyard of the family, there is a deacon position. ”
After listening to the elder's reward, Song Yuanshu bowed respectfully, "Thank you for the elder's praise, Yuanshu will work harder in the future and live up to everyone's expectations." ”
The Sixth Elder nodded and went to Song Lu's side.
said, "Song Lu is very good, the elders are very optimistic about you, and they will reward two bottles of Blood Ginseng Pill, two bottles of Gushen, three bottles of two-order gold creation medicine, and one second-order weapon." ”
"Finally, in the inner courtyard of the family, there is a deacon position. ”
Song Lu bowed to the elder excitedly, speechless.
The sixth elder nodded, walked to Xiangmian's side, didn't even have the most basic professional smirk, and looked at her gloomily.
said: "Song Henggu has one bottle of Shendan, two bottles of Jinchuang Medicine, and finally the inner courtyard of the family, and one deacon." ”
After saying that, I looked at her and showed a laughing expression, but she didn't make a sound.
Ying Xiangmian glared at the six elders angrily, and said in a low voice: "Why am I the third place, and the prize is only a little." ”
The sixth elder smiled and said, "This is the patriarch's arrangement, he said that the competition was out of budget, so the gift money was deducted from his grandson. ”
"And you used the identity of the eldest grandson to blackmail the three elders' Xuantie, so the weapon was also deducted. ”
After speaking, the six elders walked off the high platform with the most genuine smile of joy.
Ying Xiangmian stared at the back of the six elders viciously, and then glanced at the patriarch grandfather, the old man who slammed the door, with a fierce expression.
Song Wei hurriedly came to the stage and blocked her face with his body to prevent others from seeing her expression.
Patriarch Song Xiu drank tea to cover up, "Mmmm, this cup of tea is so delicious!"
The fourth elder replied: "This is a big red robe, don't drink it so fast, taste it carefully." ”
Song Xiu said embarrassedly: "I'll drink it all in one sip, and I'll give me two more cups to drink." ”
At this moment, the applause was like thunder, and it roared even more.
The three teenagers on the high platform were all looking forward to the person who appeared with excited and excited eyes.
At this time, Elder Yu Shuang, who was expressionless but full of aura, walked over, followed by the Seventh Elder who nodded his head.
Elder Yu Shuang only opened his mouth slightly and said a few words, and the Seventh Elder was able to explain an article aloud and read it aloud.
And all the elder disciples were as excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, even Sven's Song Yuanshu.
Ying Xiangmian sighed: "It is worthy of being a person who fell from the sky, and the treatment is different." ”
Then, Elder Yu Shuang spoke in a low voice again, as if he had only said a few words.
After hearing this, the Seventh Elder said loudly: "Elder Yu Shuang, who is highly respected, after watching this game, I think that you are all the best young men in the Song family, and it is his loss to give up any of you. ”
Everyone screamed after hearing it, Elder Yu Shuang was too great.
Then he said, "But the highly respected Elder Yu Shuang is already old, and he can only reluctantly select one person from the three of you to be his disciple. ”
After hearing the "hey", everyone looked at Elder Yu Shuang with concerned eyes, caring about his body.
Ying Xiangmian sighed with emotion, "It's really worthy of the people who fell from the sky, and everyone cares so much." ”
Elder Yu Shuang opened his mouth, and the Seventh Elder immediately said, "Respected Elder Yu Shuang, I hope that everyone will use the oldest, fairest, and fiercest competition method on the Xuanling Continent to find out who his disciple is. ”
Ying Xiangmian was surprised: "You can know the meaning of this, is the Seventh Elder an artificial intelligence translator?"
Everyone wiped their eyes and stared hard, for fear of missing a detail, and the scene was quiet and could hear people's heartbeats.
"Puff~Puff~~"
The patriarch couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "At this time, I still can't relax, I have to work hard!"
At this time, the sound of the three of them struggling remembered.
"Ahh
"Ahh
Song Wei shouted excitedly, "A rock, a pair of scissors, a piece of paper, another game." ”
"Ahh
Song Wei wiped the hot sweat and shouted excitedly: "All three are out of the cloth, and all three of them are out of the cloth, and there will be another game." ”
In the evening, when the sun set, all the disciples fell to the ground, sleeping on their chairs and stone steps.
The patriarch lay on the chair and drooled, and the six elders lay on the table and said in their dreams: "My grandson, my grandson!"
Song Wei still watched the game with his eyes intently, and broadcast the report at any time: "Ah! This time, the three of them are stones, and there will be another game." ”
"Ahh
At this time, the Seventh Elder shouted loudly: "Elder Yu Shuang, who is wise and martial arts, feels that this method is not suitable for him to select apprentices. ”
Everyone was frightened and woke up from their sleep, and the patriarch wiped his saliva and looked at it seriously.
The six elders didn't care, they had nothing to do with him anyway, and then dreamed of finding their grandson.
The Seventh Elder shouted excitedly, "Elder Yu Shuang, who is wise and martial arts, has decided to use the oldest, most traditional and fair method in the Xuanling Continent to select the candidates for the disciples. ”
The hairs on everyone's bodies stood up, and they looked nervously, for fear of missing another detail.
At this moment, a small voice sounded, "Ah! black and white, black and white." ”
"Ah, black and white~Black and white~You're not worthy~I'm a good match~~"
Song Wei shouted excitedly: "Two black and one white, the candidate for the disciple is Song Heng......"
The Seventh Elder applauded and praised: "It is really worthy of our wise and martial Elder Yu Shuang, as soon as his idea came out, all of a sudden, he used such a high-level and rapid way to select the most suitable candidate. ”
All the disciples stood up, and applause came one after another.
The patriarch jumped up excitedly, flying in the air and shouting: "It's my grandson, it's my grandson, the closed disciple is my grandson, my grandson won............
The other elders applauded warmly with professional smirks, and their hearts were sullen.
The six elders were still dreaming, shouting in their dreams, "It's my grandson who won, it's my grandson who won." ”
The patriarch solemnly walked up to the high platform, said some words of thanks and blessings, and worked together with everyone to compete again in four years.
Then he patted Xiangmian on the shoulder and said, "Grandson, go over and kowtow to Elder Yushuang to apprentice." ”
Xiangmian fell to the ground with a "bang", she really couldn't hold on, she was too sleepy.
The crowd was alarmed.
The patriarch tried his best, patting Xiangmian's face vigorously, and Song Wei shouted enthusiastically: "Heng'er, Heng'er, hurry up." ”
The Seventh Elder said some words of encouragement to Song Yuanshu and Song Lu in the past, and then the two of them also fell to the ground.
The final competition is finally over, please see the next chapter, the endless dialogue between black and white impermanence.