At Muxia's insistence, the two old grandmothers could only compromise, and she wore Liang Muzhi's transformed clothes, veiled, and slowly came to the main hall with the support of Xiao Nuan and Xiao Leng.

After arriving at the main hall, Liang Duyu and Liang Muzhi left her and sat next to Lan Ninghai.

The next ritual was only Mucha herself.

Just after Mama Rong and Mama Qing also left her, Mucha gave Liang Wangting a long face and almost fell down.

Although it was a little embarrassing, most of the straight men present looked straight.

The clothes that Liang Muzhi chose for Mucha were not as complicated as those chosen by Mama Qing, but the light and elegant ones set off Muxia's weak and boneless graceful figure.

This stumbling is even more wonderful, and those straight men are about to get drunk.

Of course, this is in the eyes of straight men, and in the eyes of some jealous women, it is ridicule.

can't even go a good way, and she's really a weak lady who can't build a foundation, hypocritical.

Liang Wangting also frowned slightly, it was indeed a little embarrassing.

But no one saw what a terrible face Mucha under the veil was.

What kind of situation is this, I can't open my eyes.

Red, red, red, why so much red, and yellow, so much good luck to rub, I'm hair!

Mucha almost didn't laugh out loud.

But the red qi was so dense that the layers affected each other, and Mucha couldn't see what any of them were.

Mucha calmed himself down, kept reminding himself, calm and calm, there are still a few days, I rubbed slowly, hahaha, now I'm going to turn red.

In this way, Mucha held back a smile, slowly walked to the center of the main hall step by step, and bowed down.

"Xia Er meets her father, her mother, and her elders. ”

Liang Wangting waved his hand: "Xia Er is exempt, I announce, Liang's Mucha coming-of-age ceremony, start!"

Then the sound of silk and bamboo sounded, and Mucha followed the previously agreed steps in a daze, completing the tedious and procrastinating etiquette.

I felt troublesome when I was preparing before, but now Mucha doesn't feel troublesome, Mucha has been thinking, slow down, slow down, let me take a good look at these red pictures, what kind of good luck can be rubbed, why are there so many, hahahaha, I sent it!

Mucha finally saw some pictures clearly, and all the pictures were actually one thing, that is, the success of the stamp.

What is the situation, is the aura of Liangcheng so good? With so many people succeeding in rushing to the level, how to rub this good fortune seems to be a bit difficult.

While pondering, Mucha numbly completed the process of various rituals, and finally walked outside the hall.

The last ritual is to worship the heavens, which is actually to burn a few pillars of incense.

Mucha had just lit the incense, when suddenly a crooked wind blew in the sky, and the thick yin qi blocked the scorching sun.

Mucha looked up and saw six men dressed as beggars descending from the sky.

The Liangcheng defensive formation was triggered, and one after another sword qi shot out towards the six people.

The six people did not dodge in mid-air, one of them supported the defensive magic weapon and blocked the sword qi attack, and the remaining 5 people flew out with hidden weapons, which directly destroyed the key position of the defensive formation.

Although most of the defensive formations in Liangcheng were closed because of the coming-of-age ceremony, and only a small part of the defensive functions were opened by the only one or two, the formations that had been maintained for many years were not something that ordinary people could easily crack.

The behavior of these people is to slap Liang Cheng's face and Liang Wangting's face nakedly.

Liang Wangting's face was black and smelly, Liang Zishu hurriedly led a group of disciples to meet the enemy, Lan Ninghai opened his sleeves, revealing the Fengliu Flame Bracelet.

Mucha, on the other hand, stood in the open space outside the main hall, staring at the handsome and evil face of one of them.

You're finally here, you're here.

I'm going to fight you to the death this time.

The hatred that originally belonged to Liang Mucha swept like a flood and filled Muxia's chest.

This is the first time Mucha has felt such hatred, and he can't wait to tear the person in front of him apart, which is enough to calm the anger in his chest.

Yin Qi rushed down, and some people who didn't cultivate enough were busy dodging.

Mucha didn't hide, staring at the arrogant and arrogant drunken man with an unruly face falling from the sky.

The evil wind blew away Musha's veil, and the veil rose up to the wind, like a kite pulled by a string, and floated into the hands of the drunken owl.

Liang Zishu and his party had already taken out their weapons and surrounded the six people in the group.

Holding Muxia's veil, he didn't take Liang Zishu in his eyes at all, walked straight up to Muxia, and looked at Mucha with naked flirtatious eyes.

Liang Wangting snorted coldly, and just wanted to use his cultivation of transforming the Divine Realm into a small consummation, and he was shocked, but he heard Muxia's cold voice sound.

"Today, the ten major families are gathered together, is the patriarch of the Great Patriarch going to provoke my Liang family at this time?"