Urban Game System

On the second stone bridge, there was also a large group of people flocking. The group of young disciples in front strided forward, high-spirited, and all of them were heroes of the second branch.

Behind the young disciples, there is an old man with a square face, who is the second elder of the Murong family, and also the patriarch of this second branch, Murong Jian.

Murong Yan is following Murong Jian at this moment, her small face is full of rebelliousness, her slightly raised chin is pointing forward, which is enough to show how arrogant she is in her heart!

She is the Tianjiao among the Tianjiao, the person with the best talent in the second branch of the spiritual kitchen, and the person with the best talent in the entire Sacred Valley!Of course, except for Chen Hui, who is too big~
"I heard from my grandfather that the holy platform has been opened six times, but each time no one can pass the final test. The only time someone ascended the holy platform was more than 200 years ago. It was the patriarch of the first branch. Great Elder Murong Fa! It's just that, although the Great Elder reached the top, he failed the final test and failed to inherit the mark of the Holy Cook."

"And after that time, the great elder fell ill for a long time, and after recovering from his illness, his whole temperament changed drastically, and no matter what, he never mentioned the experience of ascending the holy platform."

"This time, I, Murong Yan, must surpass the Great Elder and inherit the imprint of the Holy Cook! Let our second branch surpass the first branch from now on, and become the most powerful branch of the Sacred Valley!"

Clenching her fist tightly, Murong Yan was full of arrogance and had overconfidence in herself!
"Hmph! When I pass on the seal of the holy chef, that lewd thief will no longer have any talent advantage of the spiritual chef in front of me. At that time, just by virtue of my status as the holy chef, I will be able to sit on an equal footing with the master. Sacred Valley, no one dares to disobey my orders! I must let this prostitute drink my footwashing water!"

With this idea in mind, Murong Yan is ready to strengthen her confidence in winning the mark of the holy chef for this goal.

For some reason, when she thought of Chen Hui, she turned her head to Lan Lan without warning, and looked at the stone bridge of the ninth branch. Although Chen Hui was not conspicuous, Murong Yan saw him in the crowd at a glance!Immediately, he gritted his teeth, and the hatred in his heart grew stronger.

On the eighth stone bridge, the young disciples showing off their might had already stepped into the square, and Murong Ke had just walked to the edge of the stone bridge, with Murong Liuhua beside him, and two middle-aged men behind him , it is the two most outstanding clansmen of the eighth branch, Murong Shengxu and Murong Yangwei. Among them, Murong Yangwei's spiritual chef is the most outstanding, even compared with Murong Yan!

As if it coincided with Murong Yan, Murong Liuhua's gaze was also looking at the ninth branch at this time, and he stared at Chen Hui viciously, like last night, with the help of his grandpa, Murong Liuhua has already Successfully broke through the highest skill he can achieve so far, Liuhua Qiluo's fourth network, the network collapsed!
As soon as this net came out, Murong Liuhua firmly believed that even if he was in front of a strong man at the sixth level of the refining stage, he would still have the strength to fight!
"Chen Hui! This time, I will make you kneel in front of me and beg for mercy, and give you back all the humiliation you brought me!"

Murong Liuhua looked at Chen Hui, and Chen Hui naturally saw him too.

For Murong Liuhua's sinister gaze, Chen Hui didn't take it seriously, and then saw Murong Yan's gritted teeth, Chen Hui shook his head slightly, thinking that this woman is really troublesome!

Afterwards, Chen Hui looked at each branch, and the people in the other branches did not know each other. The tenth branch was headed by Elder Baixu. Seeing the appearance of Elder Baixu, Chen Hui was a little surprised, because at this moment, Baixu Elder Xu didn't look like someone who had suffered internal injuries at all, but looked hale and hearty instead.

But after thinking about it, Chen Hui felt that today was a grand ceremony, probably Elder Baibeard suppressed his injury forcibly, and didn't want to spoil the atmosphere.

And when he saw Murong Rou'er, Murong Rou'er also saw him, his eyes met, Murong Rou'er's little face turned red immediately, but she rubbed her cute nose with her little hand, and lowered her head coyly , I'm sorry to see Chen Hui again~
"Eh~ this little girl..." Chen Hui was a little speechless, this Murong Rou'er was indeed too innocent.

However, this scene fell in the eyes of Murong Chun, and the old man was so angry that he was dying. He didn't blame Chen Hui, because he knew that Chen Hui was also deceived by the bitter trick played by Elder Baibeard. Seventeen or eighteen generations have greeted them again, and asked them why they gave birth to such a vile person!
The crowd was getting more and more crowded on the square, and it took about an hour for all the participants to enter the square.

The ten branches are arranged on the ten sides of the holy mountain. The patriarch of each branch stands at the front, and a young man under 30 years old stands next to them. If there is no accident, the ten young people This is the candidate for the altar at this time.

"The holy mountain is opened, the holy road is revealed, and the holy election is revealed!"

Immediately, an old man in a brown shirt appeared in the middle of the square. His voice was long and loud, spreading throughout the square, so that everyone in the square could hear it clearly.

Everyone's eyes immediately focused on the first branch, beside Murong Fa, there was a young man, almost everyone in the Sacred Valley knew him, Murong Fa's eldest grandson, Murong Xiaojie.

It's just that what is puzzling is that Murong Xiaojie's face is full of anger instead of a smile.

"The first branch, out of the holy election!"

Following the voice of the old man in brown shirt, someone moved in the first branch~

It's just that it wasn't Murong Xiaojie who moved, but a thin, dark and short man behind Murong Chun. This short man walked before, and before reaching the holy mountain, Shengxuan stopped at the preparation position.

There was an instant uproar in the square, even the old man in the brown shirt who spoke just now was surprised, his face changed slightly!

There is no other reason. The short man who came out of the first branch at this time is not a Chinese, but a Ganges native...

The old man in brown shirt looked at the Great Elder Murong Fa, wanting to confirm if Murong Fa made a mistake?

"Not Murong Xiaojie?"

"Why is he a Ganges native!"

"Could it be that the first branch betrothed a clan girl to a Gangaese? It's just disgusting!"

"Yes, they regard the Ganges as a holy river. They wash clothes, wash vegetables, bathe, wash rice, throw garbage, and even throw corpses in that river. They are simply a group of pigs! I don't know which tribe in the first branch It's so pitiful that the girl married this Ganges countryman!"

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Murong Fa, who had been resting with his eyes closed all the time, opened his eyes at this moment, looked at the old man in brown shirt, and nodded his head to express his confirmation.

"The second branch! Out of the holy election!"

Now that he got Murong Fa's confirmation, the old man in brown shirt naturally couldn't say anything, so he continued to issue orders.

Murong Yan straightened her chest, her face was full of arrogance, and her pretty eyes were full of self-importance. She glanced at Chen Hui with disdain, and moved lightly to the preparation position.

Murong Yan stands proudly, with a slender figure, straight legs, and a face like a rosy god. She is wearing a very textured Luo Qisha dress fluttering in the mountain wind, just like an orchid in an empty valley, covering the square. On the road, almost all the young men's eyes were attracted.

However, there is one exception, and that is Chen Hui. Chen Hui didn't even want to look at Murong Yan, and he was chatting with the idiot at this time. They probably talked about something funny, and the two laughed happily~

"Make you laugh! When Miss Ben inherits the mark of the holy chef, I will make you look good!"

Even though thousands of green grasses surround me, I only see one green onion!

Murong Yan, a proud flower, can't see the countless green grasses casting admiring gazes at him at this moment. In her eyes, there is only that out of place... green onion!