Ma Yuhui has passed the second test of the real realm!

This news was like a whirlwind, and the entire Ma family was shaken with a bang, and many people who were relieved when they received a call from their wives before almost fell headlong.

"It's passed, this sick seedling has really passed!" In the office of the manager of the entertainment city, Ma Rongnian was stunned and held up his mobile phone and muttered distractedly: "Genius...... What a genius! ”

As soon as Ma Yuhui's qualifications were confirmed, he immediately became the first talent among the two generations of Ma Jiahui and Rongzi, even among the old people of the Haizi generation, there was only one patriarch Ma Haizhen who could be on a par with Ma Yuhui.

In this way, Ma Yuhui will become the key training object of the next generation of the Ma family in accordance with the clan rules, and Ma Ronggang, as Ma Yuhui's father, will also be taken care of by the clan.

The birth of a genius means that the Ma family will not fall into a dangerous situation.

But it is also the birth of a genius, which has cut off the thoughts of too many people that have lasted for years or even decades!

Ma Rongnian is undoubtedly one of them.

Although he has no ambition to become the patriarch, he also has his eyes fixed on Ma Ronggang's position as a deacon, delusionally thinking that he can become one of the four chief deacons in his lifetime, even if he retreats to the second line, he can stay in the Ma family courtyard, and win the opportunity for his son Ma Yuguang to continue to stay in the core of the family.

But now......

"It's over, it's all over." Ma Rongnian sat on the chair in the office with a decadent face, his face sluggish as if he had lost his soul.

You can't be a deacon, let alone an archdeacon.

The generation of the Yu Zi generation will grow up in just over ten years, and at that time, it will be the time when the Ma family will alternate between the old and the new, and it will also be the time when his Ma Rongnian family will stay away from the core of the family from now on.

Ma Yuguang's qualifications are not bad, but he definitely can't be a good word, in this life, he can become a seventh-level practitioner of the real realm, that is, his grandfather's ancestral tomb is smoking.

"Once I step down as the supervisor, according to the clan rules, I must leave the Ma Family Courtyard and go to the manor on the outskirts."

"However, this child's qualifications can only be regarded as average, and he is very stubborn."

"When the time comes, my Ma Rongnian family will wander on the edge of the family until one day it will be completely forgotten."

"Survival of the fittest is the first creed of the Ma family, and it is also the way of survival of the Ma family."

"I know all this, but let me just give up the last chance to fight......"

Ma Rongnian silently clenched his fists, a gloomy color appeared on his face, and the cold glint in his eyes made people feel a heartbeat.

After being silent for more than three minutes, Ma Rongnian suddenly sighed, stood up, grabbed his mobile phone, and dialed a string of numbers......

At the same time, in the green willow garden of the Ma family's courtyard.

After listening to Ma Yuhui's explanation, Yang Xiancheng and Chen Meihua both showed a look of crying and laughing, Chen Meihua said: "You came out of the clan hall so lost, is it because of this incident?" ”

"Is there anything else?" Ma Yuhui sat on the sofa in annoyance and supported his cheeks with both hands, and said very distressedly: "The fourth uncle of the patriarch said that he would take me out of Baifeng City in half a month, and it would take six years to leave!" ”

"You kid, I really don't know what's going on in your little head." Chen Meihua smiled and said: "I don't know how many children in the clan are looking forward to this opportunity, and those who are looking forward to the stars and the moon have not been able to get it, but you are good, the patriarch is willing to take you to practice, and you still show that bitter gourd face!" ”

"Mom, that's six years, not six days, six weeks, six months." Ma Yuhui said in a somewhat depressed mood: "I have grown up in the Green Willow Garden since I was born, and it will take six years to leave this time." ”

"Yes, if you come back in six years, you should be a handsome young man." was aroused by Ma Yuhui's depressed mood, Chen Meihua's joy of passing the test slowly disappeared because of Ma Yuhui, and sighed lightly: "Mom is actually reluctant to let you go......"

Seeing that the mood of the mother and son became very low, Yang Xiancheng, who was still happy, restrained the smile on his face, left the living room gently, and closed the glass door of the living room for the mother and son.

That night, Ma Yuhui curled up in Chen Meihua's arms and fell asleep.

Before going to bed, he talked a lot with his mother Chen Meihua, but the most talked about was what would happen if he returned to Baifeng City six years later.

In this kind of prospect and conjecture of the unknown future, the mother and son did not enter the house, and fell asleep directly on the sofa in the living room.

At five o'clock the next morning, Ma Yuhui, who had long been accustomed to getting up early to practice, woke up naturally from his sleep.

He moved his somewhat sore body and looked up at his mother, who was still asleep.

Ma Yuhui reduced the range of movement of his body as much as possible, tiptoed away from Chen Meihua's arms, and did not forget to go into the house to get a blanket to cover Chen Meihua's body before leaving.

When Ma Yuhui left the living room after doing all this, he found that Yang Xiancheng was waiting for him in the open space in front of the living room door early in the morning.

It's just that today's outfit on Yang Xiancheng's body made Ma Yuhui stunned.

"Uncle Cheng, why don't you change your practice clothes?" Looking at Yang Xiancheng, who was dressed in a black suit, Ma Yuhui asked in surprise: "How do you boxing in suits and leather shoes?" ”

"From today onwards, Uncle Cheng will no longer teach you to practice." Yang Xiancheng, who was also accustomed to taking Ma Yuhui to practice Liujiaquan every morning, looked a little awkward, but he still said to Ma Yuhui: "You are now the first day of the Ma family, and Uncle Cheng can't teach you anymore." ”

"How's that going to work?" Ma Yuhui said a little anxiously: "Uncle Cheng, if you don't teach me, who will teach me?" ”

"Of course it's the patriarch, his old man." Yang Xiancheng smiled and said: "Come with me, don't let the patriarch wait for a long time, it's not good to leave a bad impression of pride and complacency on the first day of practice." ”

"The fourth uncle of the patriarch taught me? Oh yes......" Ma Yuhui woke up at this time, it turned out that Ma Haizhen had told him about this matter after the test yesterday, but he didn't remember it.

Thinking about it at this time, he no longer insisted, and obediently followed Yang Xiancheng in the direction of the clan hall. From now on, he'll have to adjust to his new identity.

Ma Yuhui didn't know that after he and Yang Xiancheng left, in the living room of Luliuyuan, a woman in her thirties was grabbing a blanket with a relieved face, leaning on the sofa and crying and laughing......

"Six years."

"What will become of Yuhui in six years?"

Chen Meihua thought stupidly.