Jin Wei sat blankly next to the throne of the Liuli Goddess, feeling the countless gazes coming from her, and almost cried out of dissatisfaction.

What's going on?

Of course she knew who Liuli God was, but why did she want to accept her as her apprentice?

Did brother arrange it?

Jin Wei could only think like this and sit there with her chest raised and her head raised as much as possible.

Although his expression was a bit stiff, he tried not to show any timidity and looked for his brother's shadow in the crowd.

"Don't worry, little one."

Liuli Shen's voice sounded from the bottom of Jin Wei's heart:

"I am the being with the highest status here. From now on, you will be my spokesperson here. Your brother's name is Qingshan, right? Just nod or shake your head. Your words will be over-interpreted by them."

Jin Wei nodded vigorously.

"Just sit here with peace of mind," Liuli Goddess turned her head slightly, with a smile in her eyes, "You are really watery, and the more I look at you, the more I like you."

Jin Wei blinked, not daring to say anything more, and just sat there honestly.

She soon saw a figure standing on the top of a tall building in the distance, and couldn't help but raise her hand and wave to that side.

In an instant, Tao Dao's eyes were like a savage beast, crawling to Wu Wan on the top of the building.

Wu Wan waved vigorously to Jin Wei, immediately lowered his head and walked back into the building, looking around warily, as if he were a thief.

This situation fell into the eyes of the God of War in the sky, making him smile from ear to ear. He felt that the breath he had been holding in his heart a few years ago was finally let out.

Kudos to Liuli!

At the high-rise building on the edge of the square, Wu Wan walked back to the third floor with light steps, and couldn't help but complain about the God of War in his heart.

Isn't this nonsense?

Jin Wei, a little girl who is inexperienced in the world, is put at the center of power in the Liuli Realm. Will she have to face all kinds of intrigues next?

Especially, if Jin Wei regains her memory and learns that she is actually Jingwei, what will she think about this matter?

Wu Wan raised his hand to rub his forehead, suddenly feeling a little anxious.

This happened really unexpectedly...

"Uncle Qingshan! Isn't that Xiao Wei? Did Master Liuli God choose Xiao Wei? Your sister has become Master God's disciple!"

Mo Feng ran over with a shocked look on his face, shouting loudly.

Suddenly, all eyes fell on Wu Huan's face like knives, and Wu Huan finally felt hostility and wariness among these young people.

Fu'er pulled Mo Feng and said with a smile: "Uncle Master, we are getting ready to go on stage."

Mo Feng glanced around and knew that he had made a mistake just now, but he was extremely excited at the moment and wished he could drag Wu Wan to ask for clarification. He was also a little worried that his rashness just now would cause Wu Wan trouble.

Wu Wan, however, was calm and composed, raised an eyebrow at Mo Feng, walked to the aisle with his hands behind his back, and waited for the sound of summons coming from below.

There were whispers everywhere, and some people tried to make friends, but they all gave up the idea inexplicably.

For the sake of purity, Wu Wang has shown his own strength.

After a moment, a cry came from below:

"The candidates for the day shift come out first and line up!"

Dozens of figures immediately turned over and jumped from the high-rise buildings. Most of them were as light as a swallow and lifted their weights with ease. Just a small detail revealed their martial arts cultivation and set an example for the young people behind them.

At this moment, two figures walked out of the crowd of people outside and walked directly in front of Wu Wan.

But it was Wang Mianjin and a gray-haired old woman.

"General Wang."

Wu Wan immediately raised his hand to say hello.

Wang Mianjin glanced at the group of young faces around him, with a friendly smile on his lips, and then turned his gaze to Wu Wan, saying warmly:

"Child, don't worry about Jin Wei, she was chosen by our respected Lord God and is already the most noble existence among the creatures in our Glazed Realm.

I have known about your brother and sister before, and I also know that she is your childhood sweetheart and not your biological sister.

You have to work harder later and perform well in front of Lord Liuli God. Whether your relationship with Jin Wei will work out in the future is up to Lord Liuli God! Hahaha!"

Wu Wan:......

To be honest, as long as the God of War and his twelve friends dare to put a stumbling block on his marriage, or touch him to give him a cold hair, they will create some bloody drama for him.

He will let the God of War know what the cruelty of the leader of Heavenly Dao is!

If you just create trouble for him, you won't be able to let him practice peacefully!

"Well," Wu Wan showed a slightly worried smile, "I will do my best not to embarrass Xiao Wei."

"Good job!"

Wang Mianjin patted Wu Wan's arm hard and said: "This is the elder of the Divine Sacrifice Dean and the chief of the sacrificial group. You should get to know him first. She will ask about Lord Jin Wei later."

Lord Jinwei...

Wu Wan nodded immediately.

The priest showed a kind smile, but secretly looked at Wu Wan.

For some reason, Wu Wan saw something about the selection of his mother's family in the old priest's eyes.

A cry came from below:

"The candidates for the ground class should line up in front of the building!"

"Go ahead," Wang Mianjin smiled gently, "Don't be nervous, show your strength and it will amaze Liulicheng!"

"Thank you, General Wang, for your encouragement."

Wu Wang bowed politely and smiled at the priest.

While other young people turned over and jumped to the bottom floor, he trotted down the stairs obediently, so he was placed slightly behind in the queue.

Mo Feng and Fu'er came over and stood beside Wu Juan, seeming to protect Wu Juan.

Taking a deep breath, Wu Wan's behavior at the moment was just to fit his identity at the moment - a young warrior.

He may be confused and a little uneasy;

The inevitable tension, the excitement of facing the huge crowds, and a little expectation for the future.

More than 300 people, arranged in a row of eight, began to move forward with the sound of a drum that shook the eardrums, and then walked into the sea of ​​​​people.

There were endless cheers, young people's names were constantly shouted out by the crowd, petals and golden threads were flying in the air, and breezes blew in the clear sky.

"Aoyama!"

The familiar shouts really stunned Wu Wan.

When he raised his head, he saw Uncle Shan and Aunt Qing smiling brightly in the crowd and waving vigorously to Wu Wan.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Behind them, there was a man wearing a robe and a beard, who was raising his eyebrows at Wu Wan.

This god of war is very nosy and quite cute.

Wu Wang grinned, waved to Uncle Shan and Aunt Qing, and then walked toward the ring with his head held high, a bit of fighting spirit in his eyes.

Uncle Shan and Aunt Qing hugged each other, and when they saw Wu Wan and other young people boarding the ring in the middle of the square, they hugged each other even harder.

The former turned to look at the man behind him, only to find that the messenger of the God of War had disappeared.

Uncle Shan couldn't help but feel a little worried.

At this moment, the other party appeared in his courtyard a moment ago, saying that he was the messenger of the God of War, and asked them if they wanted to come here to watch the ceremony. Qingshan immediately took the stage.

The two agreed without much thought, and were then led into a portal. They opened the door and arrived here.

Problems arise.

How will they go back? In other words, how will they two hunters live in the big city? If they are squeezed away by the crowd later and cannot join Qingshan and the others, they will most likely be hungry.

this!

The envoy sent by Lord Martial God... is a bit of a trap!

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"Now let's move on to the first item of the big test, self-presentation!

Please all heroes according to your current ranking, come on stage in groups of eight, show your cultivation, and show off your style! Those who can get the promotion token can participate in the next big test!"

The powerful voice of the middle-aged male priest spread throughout the venue, and the crowds everywhere became quiet and stared at the young figures.

The so-called self-presentation actually has no fixed ‘routine’.

The first eight young people to take the stage were obviously at a disadvantage. They were so nervous that six of them just released their own cultivation auras and stuck there like nails.

There are two others who are more clever, or in other words, naturally love showing off.

A strong young man tore open his robe, revealing his beating chest muscles, and also made several young priestesses next to the stage bow their heads and gag.
To be continued...