The young man of about 20 years old wears thin clothes, with clear muscle lines, and under his short figure, there is hope and throbbing.

Sanqian squinted his eyes, raised his head to look at the rising sun in the east, and looked forward to the shadow in the southwest bamboo building, with an indifferent expression.

Ram Yu was dressed in a luxurious robe, handsome and heroic, slowly walking through the solemn bluestone road, the clan witch guards stood on the side, and the cold expression declared the preciousness of the clan witch family's bloodline.

The crowd of onlookers looked at the young master of the clan witch family, and the noisy discussion was mixed with the envy of the young girls, and the jade finger Fan Dai pointed at the young man in the gorgeous robe.

They are a little yearning, a little afraid, proudly standing in the high pavilion and looking down on all beings, and they are excellent as the children of the Ram family.

San Qian frowned slightly, and looked at this invincible young master indifferently with a disgusted attitude.

He was a little incomprehensible to the situation today.

The Ram and Yu once made it clear that the children of the Ram family will not participate in the selection of Suyou, and the best choice for the marriage of the Great Witch will only be himself.

But today, Ram Yu has made it clear that he has the intention to compete for the high and low, how can he not let the three thousand resent!

The main examination room of the literary examination is located on the southwest altar square, and it is a beautiful day!

The quaint bluestone bricks and tiles, under the solemn altar of the gods, there are forty desks neatly stacked.

There are very few young people in the clan who are qualified to participate in this selection, and it is a great honor to even have a place to have a case.

Under the awe-inspiring gaze of countless people, Ram Yu passed the red line on the periphery of the venue and walked into the test site with his head held high.

His seat was placed in the chief of the first line, and the maidens who accompanied the venue served fragrant tea.

The crowd on the periphery of the rear line once again erupted in warm welcome, and Sun Qizheng, the head of the High Priest of Sibo, and Jun Ba, the youngest son of the High Priest of Jiayi, appeared together, both of whom were the noble children of the first level of the High Priest's family.

Qi Zheng's qualifications are mediocre, he is thirty years old, and he can pass the Gu Master's verification a few days ago, and his face is gloomy.

Junba is only twenty years old, with outstanding talents, and has been a Gu master for five years, he can be called an excellent junior in the clan, and has become one of the most powerful contenders in the selection of Xuyou.

Naturally, the two respected high priests in the clan presided over the literary examination, and Hongliang couldn't get sick, and the old people who controlled the power in the clan vaguely guessed something.

Here they entered the arena through another entrance, and their seats were next to the altar, ten feet away from the desks.

Three thousand hovered outside the red line, huddled in the crowd, and waited for the thirty-nine children who participated in the selection and examination to enter one by one before moving their steps and finally entering the venue.

The clansmen were talking about this short figure in a row, and the girls looked at each other with disdain, and the three thousand carried too many different looks.

Yes, the tribesmen were extremely disapproving of this gifted young man, with an ugly body and a withdrawn temperament.

The strange eyes followed closely for more than 3,000 years, as if this selection had caused too much criticism because of 3,000's participation.

Under the altar, the coercion was Aunt Mo Yu, the priest of the Zongzheng family.

Her expression became more and more cold, and she used the period before the start of the essay exam to introduce the examiners of the main exam and announce the rules of selection.

Forty people choose the best ten, and the competition is cruel.

A blockade was erected on the periphery, and the parents of the children of the Miao family who participated in the cultural examination looked at the scene with their eyes, and watched behind them with expectant eyes.

Wait a minute! Three belated figures appeared on the bluestone walkway, and the quiet literary examination venue instantly became bustling.

Zhu Beichen and his entourage hurried to the morning sun with a halo of light on their backs.

In the surging crowd, even a few people recognized the thin young man's figure.

The group was different from Miao Min's costumes, and the noise outside the venue attracted the attention of the witch guards who inspected the venue.

Zhu Beichen politely walked towards the altar, faced the two examiners, and bowed to worship.

The wind and frost of winter coldly shook the face, engraved with the perseverance of the youth.

Seven rooms were far away from the guards, "We have some people who want to participate in the grand occasion of the seedling field, can I ask?" ”

Si Bo and High Priest Jiayi looked at each other, pondering how to answer, and glanced at Mo Yu with inquiring eyes.

"Of course not, you are Han Min, why should you participate in the sacred selection of our Miao people?" The ram who sat in the head of all beings stood up and vetoed.

The clansmen who attended the test could not restrain the surging of their hearts, and Ram Yu's words were reasonable, not to mention that they all understood what this selection meant in the end.

"Set up another case and let him in." Mo Yu ordered indifferently.

The Miao people gathered in all directions were in an uproar, and their stunned eyes came like frost and cold blades.

"Mo Yu girl, isn't this inappropriate?" High Priest Jiayi is not used to the arbitrariness of this junior girl.

"Oh, that's not right." Mo Yu frowned and pondered, agile to follow the other party's words.

"Forty candidates for the election, the children of the family and relatives are concubines, and almost half of the quota is occupied." Mo Yu deliberately named him, and nearly half of the people in the field had the children of the powerful.

"Mo Yu, as a junior, dares to ask the two high priests, there are two family children in the field." Mo Yu's mind is active, and he has been in power for many years, stained with countless blood, and unconsciously exudes a sense of majesty.

"Uh~" Si Bo's face was embarrassed, although his grandson was not successful, he had a place in it through his own recommendation.

"Hmph, girl, although the disciples of the family present occupy a lot of seats, they are all qualified to sit in front of the Suyou God case by virtue of their abilities. The servants of your mere Wu family are soft-spoken, just do your part. ”

Jiayi was embarrassed, but she still relied on her identity as the high priest of the clan to accuse her face, after all, Mo Yu was just a little girl in the eyes of these people, and it was embarrassing to be asked by her like this.

"Okay, then I'll just say one thing, our sect politician didn't send anyone to attend, this young man is the representative of our clan's witch family, I don't know if the weight is enough?" Mo Yu grinned lightly.

Sanqian An Ran Tairuo watched this scene with neither joy nor anger, speculating on how the three of them got out of that tight water prison.

"This is a grand gathering of the Miao people, how can he, a foreigner, participate in it at will?" The high priest of Jiayi took every sentence just right, poking at the door of life.

"Hehe, in fact, I'm your Miao Min, so it's always okay." Zhu Beichen remained silent, and now he is casually abusing words.

"Nonsense." High Priest Jiayi was angry, and when he saw it, he was about to call the witch guards to expel the three people who had disturbed the test room.

On the bluestone road behind, there was a faint commotion in the crowd, and a group of majestic and solemn teams in the distance slowly walked along the straight aisle.

The ten Great Witch Divine Guards were heroic and sassy, attracting the attention of countless people.

Zhu Beichen's hanging heart quietly calmed down, and his white jade teeth were exposed on his lips, and his face was filled with joy.

Han Qingxin and a white-clothed Shengxue woman stepped on the quaint stone road, approaching!