The south is still martial, and martial arts are respected. Every three years, a grand meeting is set up to select a new king.

The people of the south advocate the four elephant totems, that is, the red bird in the south, the Xuanwu in the north, the green dragon in the east, and the white tiger in the west. Therefore, the final of the Tuoba Grand Festival is set in the South Wind Hall in the south of the Dagong City Palace in the south, and the following level competitions are divided into two arenas, east and west, but there is no north. In the eyes of the people of the south, the north is a land of unknown calamity, and there are very few people living there.

The people of the south are very persistent in the triennial Tuoba event, whenever this time, the enthusiasm of the people of the whole country is unprecedentedly high, except for the people who participate, almost all of them drag their families to the southern king of Dudagong City to watch the game, often the whole city is celebrating all night without sleep, not only the carnival of the whole people, but also to witness the birth of the new king.

When they entered the city, Dagong City was so crowded that the streamer led them to the far side of the street, which barely managed to avoid the overcrowded crowds.

"So, let's just choose one of the two arenas in the east and west to participate, both arenas are the same!" Streamer God mysteriously leaned into the ears of the two, "Hehe, but I have quietly inquired, the East Xuan Hall in the east has had more winners in previous years, so let's choose the east side of the field! When we enter the finals, we can enter the South Wind Hall! At that time, then the strong people who have been eliminated in the east and west fields will gather there." ”

A smug smile crept up on the streamer's face, he explained the rules of the Tuoba Festival to the two, and began to be eager to choose the Eastern Arena. Out of some kind of metaphysical psychology, he had already thought that as long as all the people in the good feng shui competition of the Dongxuan Hall were swept out of the house, it would definitely be easier for him to win in the end!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but pinch his waist and laugh loudly, "Hahaha, the three of us together are not too strong! It can be said that we are invincible and invincible! I have already expected that grand scene of worship by 10,000 people! I will choose the East! The East is very good!"

Although I don't know why the streamer began to laugh wildly in a blur of eyes, but since the rules on both sides are the same, they don't pay much attention to which side to choose to participate in Weaving Dreams and Chasean, at least they don't believe in any metaphysics, and relying on strength to speak is the king.

Streamer was still immersed in his own fantasies, and Weaving Dream had to look left and right in Dagong City boredly. The long street here is different from what she is used to seeing on weekdays, the houses are not high, most of them are only one floor, there is a wooden corridor full of flowers outside the door, and the silver wind chimes are hung in the corridor of every house, which is crisp in the bustling noise, and the colorful glow on the horizon is far away, full of the breath of life that is not going to happen, which makes people feel comfortable.

"Little man, it doesn't matter where you want to choose! It's just that the sun is about to set, is it really okay not to sign up? Don't want to participate?"

Only then did the streamer remember what was going on, and quickly put away his boundless reverie. He jumped up and looked at the end of the long street, and found that there was still a long queue outside the post station where he had signed up, and he didn't know what the queue was going to get

Time.

After thinking about it, he decided to take advantage of his flexible height and take advantage of the loophole, so he patted his chest at the two of them and volunteered: "There are a lot of people over there, why don't you wait for me here! I can run fast alone! I will come back soon!"

The long street was crowded, and it was really inconvenient to squeeze through, so Zhimeng rubbed his hair and said, "Okay, then please take a trip to the streamer, pay attention to safety, don't get lost!"

Streamer nodded obediently, "Got it!"

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand and turned his head and ran towards the crowd, instantly burrowing into the sea of people.

The two stood in place for a while, and Weaving Dream tugged at Ann's sleeve.

Zhu'an looked down at Weaving Dreams.

"Brother, shall we go buy that to eat?"

Weaving Dream pointed to a small stall selling sweets on the corner, and she had just looked at the street several times.

He couldn't refuse her requests.

"Good. ”

Although Dagong City has sent a lot of soldiers to guard the registration post to maintain order on the spot, there are too many helpless people, and the queue outside the door is extraordinarily long, the front row is quite neat, and the further back it is, the more chaotic it becomes. The soldiers are helpless about this, maybe there is a new king in this group, and no one can afford to provoke them, so they can only turn a blind eye and follow them, as long as they don't make trouble, they basically won't interfere.

This was in line with the streamer's intentions, and he soon got into the crowd again, like a loach, with his small stature and inconspicuous dress, no one paid attention to him at all, and soon he squeezed to the front of the line.

Taking advantage of the moment when a man turned his head to talk to his companion, Streamer flexibly got into the line and stood in front of him, there were only two or three people in front of him, and it would soon be his turn.

The man turned his head and was stunned when he saw the streamer, a trace of doubt flashed on his face, as if he was thinking, was there this little man in front of him just now?

Sensing his gaze, the streamer raised his head and smiled at him, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, trying to show that he was kind and innocent, and soon the man was no longer interested in him, and turned his head away again.

That's great!

Streamer was secretly proud in his heart.

The line soon reached him, and he walked into the inn.

The official who received it was busy all day, and his spirit was also a little tired, so he handed over a piece of paper without raising his head.

"Put the pen on the table, fill in the information yourself. ”

The streamer didn't care about his attitude, took the paper with a smile, and glanced at the content to be filled.

Streamer sat down at the table and took the pen to seriously fill in the names of him and Weaving Dreams, and filled in the column of the competition venue he hoped to allocate to the Dongxuan Hall, checked it carefully, he put down the pen and handed the paper back.

"Oh, it's done!"

The officer reached out and took it, glanced at it to make sure it was correct, and listened to him

The voice was immature and clearly still a child, and he was curious, so he reluctantly raised his head and glanced at him, and met the shining blue eyes.

The official was stunned.

"You ......"

Streamer nervously grabbed a short hair and asked puzzledly, "What's the problem?"

"It's not...... I want to ask, do you know Her Highness?"

Streamer's eyes widened, a hint of panic flashed in his eyes, and he jumped up directly from the stool.

"Haha, how can I know His Royal Highness the Venerable Holy Maiden!

"Hey, wait......"

Streamer didn't dare to look back, so he directly pushed away the stool and ran out of the door, panicking and even bumping into the man he had just cut into the queue.

Running away for some distance without looking back, the streamer stopped, and he held on to the wall by the side of the road and gasped for air.

It's dangerous, it's dangerous!

After a moment of reluctance to calm his breath, he straightened up and prepared to go back to find Weaving Dream and Zhu'an, but as soon as he turned the corner he sped back again, covering his mouth that was almost screaming, and after a while he sneaked up on the wall to look down another street.

Oh, my God!

He's had a really up-and-down day!

Unexpectedly, he saw a familiar figure on that street. Although he already knew how that man killed people, when he saw him alone, he still felt his scalp tingle, and he actually ran into that weird puppeteer again!

He peeked in the corner of the wall, and the black-robed man took the black robe and took the beautiful puppet into his arms, still like entering a restaurant, his steps were vague, barely touching the ground, and he didn't make a sound at all when he walked.

He hesitated for a long time, but decided to sneak up and see where the puppeteer was going.

He didn't dare to get too close to them like the last time he followed Weaving Dreams, so he could only follow them from a distance, hiding in the streets, and he didn't dare to breathe.

Even so, there was a thin layer of sweat in the palms of his hands.

Nervous, nervous!

The puppeteer walked silently but moved very fast, and the streamer followed him a few streets before the puppeteer stopped and turned into an inn.

Streamer ran over and stood on the street to take a look, only to find that he had returned to the street directly opposite the registration station, and the crowd had dispersed a lot.

Hey, isn't this puppeteer also here to attend the Tuoba Festival? Isn't that going to be up to him? Ah, bless, don't be in a playing field!

The streamer was just about to run back when he suddenly felt a gaze fall on him.

In an instant, goosebumps all over my body rose.

He stiffened and turned his head slightly.

Wuya sat under the corridor behind him, smiling at him.