"Bai Yunyi, don't let me down." Xi Yingying said silently in her heart, and then according to Bai Yunyi's previous explanation, she personally arranged everything, and even the two closest maids around her hid it.

Before dawn the next day, Xi Yingying got up and dressed up.

Today is an auspicious day for Xilu to inherit the throne of the gods, and it is the greatest joy for the entire Yuewu tribe in the past few decades.

In fact, in Xi Yingying's opinion, these people are a little too hasty, they just won her, and they can't wait to let Xi Lu succeed to the throne, as if if she can wait any longer, she Xi Yingying can turn the tables.

Xi Yingying cleaned herself up, put on the auspicious clothes belonging to the goddess, and left the palace where she lived surrounded by many maids, and went in the direction of the main hall.

Xilu, the god son of the Yue Wu tribe, is a particularly rude and violent person, and any rules are farts in his eyes, and he never obeys them.

As long as he was accompanied by a beautiful woman at night, Xiru often slept until three o'clock in the morning before getting up.

Except for his father Xiao to call him in person, he will be obedient, and if he is a bystander, he will definitely be beaten by him, and if he is unlucky, he will be cut in two.

Although today is his succession ceremony, Xilu still connected with the three daughters last night, and he didn't fall asleep until midnight, and it has only been more than an hour now.

Although the servants who were guarding the outside knew that their Son of God must now get up, none of them dared to call him.

In fact, according to the rules of the Yuewu tribe, those who inherit the throne of the gods must start fasting and bathing seven hundred and forty-nine days in advance, and worship the defiled gods every day, and finally succeed to the throne and become the divine envoys.

But Shiru has not even done it for seven hundred and forty-nine days of fasting and bathing.

And this time his opportunity was really in a hurry, so he suppressed Xiyingying, and he couldn't wait to hold the ceremony.

The divine envoy Xi Ao is already old, and he has been injured in a war with people when he was young, so he has no more years to live, and may not even live more than a year.

So he didn't dare to wait at all, he was afraid that if he waited any longer, he didn't press himself, and he hoped that Yingying would replace his son as a divine envoy.

In fact, Xi Ao wanted to kill Xi Ying when she was defeated a few days ago, but Xi Lu didn't allow it.

In the end, Xi Ao compromised, because he knew that his son was indeed very infatuated with this woman, and if he killed him, it would hurt their father-son relationship.

Moreover, Xi Yingying's ability is indeed good, as long as his son successfully inherits the throne of the divine envoy, after Xi Yingying marries his son, he can also help him manage the entire tribe, as long as they give birth to a child, Xi Yingying can only accept his fate, and can only assist his son in a down-to-earth manner.

Today's Xiao got up very early, in fact, he almost stayed awake all night yesterday, and he has been standing on the top of the shrine since the early hours of the morning overlooking the surrounding mountains and rivers.

All these belong to him, but from now on, it will be inherited by his son Xiru.

Heaven had mercy on him, and finally gave him such a son eighteen years ago, who could inherit everything from him.

However, everything in the Yuewu tribe is dominated by the Wushen Palace, and the position of the gods is not hereditary, and whoever is excellent will give it to whom, but in fact, except for the earliest generations of witch gods, the rest of the witch gods are passed on to their closest people, either sons or daughters.

By the time his family passed down to his son Siru, he was already the sixth generation of oracles.

Xi Ao is particularly proud and hopes that this divine envoy will be passed on from generation to generation until eternity.