"What are you doing?" Although Xuan'er didn't know that An Muxue wanted me to accept a disciple, these two cousins ​​were not right. Now she found that An Muxue's behavior was a bit strange, so she instinctively stopped her.

"It's not your business, don't get in the way!" An Muxue was a little anxious and helpless. She didn't dare to attack her in front of Grandma Xuan'er.

"Hmph, what is your bell? Don't think I don't know." Xuan'er obviously hadn't calmed down because of what happened last night, but she just had a bad attack in front of the An family.

I secretly breathed a sigh of relief and finally stopped the woman.

As the two women burst into sparks, Wu Ri invited us to cross the square and come to the gate of the largest drum tower.

At the door, Wu Yue, who was extremely beautiful by the very delicate Miaofu, was smiling at the guest.

"You're just waiting outside for a while." Xuan'er whispered, and made a gesture to us with her hands behind her back.

The fat man and I remained outside the house with the other drivers' bodyguards in a quiet manner. In this situation, it was not surprising that ordinary bodyguards could enter.

What I thought of was that Wu Yue looked at me in surprise, with a little confused look on her face, but after carefully looking at my face, she shook her head slightly and turned around to take everyone away.

The fat man winked at me and said, "I didn't realize that this stinky woman actually knows you very well. Just look at her body shape, you're not going to be wrong."

I was speechless, and I rarely felt thrilling in my heart, like a roller coaster. An Muxue and Wu Yue, if they really saw through me, things would be very big.

"Brother, what exactly is the witch clan going to do? It's so grand?" Xuan'er didn't come in a hurry before, and the fat man was close to the driver next to Yi.

The driver is a full-time driver of Grandma He Sunxiu. He must know a lot. In addition, he is very clear about our relationship with Xuan'er, and is not very alert, and tells us the whole story quietly.

According to the report, among the mass tribes involved in interest relations in Miaojiang, a grand event has emerged since the 100th century.

Select the Holy Son!

"Son of Holy Son?" The fat man touched his head in confusion, a little puzzled.

"All major tribes have saints, but there are never saints. After the saints of m..com were selected, after they were trained and grown, their status was comparable to that of all tribes. In the future, as long as there are divorce incidents related to major tribes, they can be adjusted through the saints."

"Damn, isn't this the leader of the martial arts world?" Fatty cried out in surprise, and I quietly kicked her feet before lowering her voice. Hey hey, "Or, this is already comparable to the Secretary-General of the United Nations, of course the scope of authority is just Miaojiang."

I'm down, don't, it really means this. But this is obviously not to choose the Holy Son. After all, even Xuan'er was not very clear about the specific reason for this trip.

If it were the Holy Son, I'm afraid the time would have been set long ago.

Sure enough, the driver told us that the selection of the Holy Son will be three months later. At that time, each tribe will send people to compete for the final championship. But this time, three young people with the strength of the Holy Son appeared in the witch clan, and they must select the candidate in advance.

Moreover, two days will be the 60th birthday of the Witch Clan leader, and a sacrificial ceremony will be held to pray for the clan leader to live forever.

This time, the fat man and I were speechless, looked at each other for a while, and shook our heads almost at the same time.

Although we have been exposed to many bizarre things, isn’t it just that we can only see things like praying for immortality or on TV? The leader of the witch clan is so stupid that he believes in immortality?

At this point, the driver and the other people shook their heads quietly, obviously feeling that the leader of the witch clan was a bit unreasonable.

"This is also a disguised birthday wish. According to the patriarch of the Wu clan, he has not been in good health recently."

"Who are the three candidates of the Witch Clan?" The fat man sneered: "There must be a Witch Sun!"

The driver's uncle smiled and said, "Of course, he is the youngest son of the clan. He has a special status and a good witchcraft understanding. He is the hottest candidate."

As for the uncle's other two young men, we don't know them at all.

After almost chatting, several more cars came from a distance, but these cars were very low-key, all of them were mid-range cars worth hundreds of thousands of yuan.

I looked at it and didn't pay much attention. It seemed that I was not a heavyweight.

After all, since the first time I met the people of several major tribes in Miaojiang, they had all kinds of pomp, especially Wu Yue's time, which was extremely luxurious, which made me feel like either rich or noble about this mysterious tribe.

Sure enough, a few men in ordinary casual clothes got out of the cars in front of them, and were about thirty to fifty.

Finally, an old lady came up in the car. She seemed to be at least in her seventies or eighties.

This old man dressed very simply, just like an aunt who thought she was buying vegetables at a vegetable market. Her face was happy and she felt easy to get along with.

"Father, the patriarch of the eastern tribe is here!" In the drum tower, a middle-aged man heard the sound, came out to see it, turned around and rushed forward.

"Captain of the Eastern Tribe?" The fat man was stunned and looked at me, and I was also a little surprised.

The eastern tribe, the three major tribes of Miao and Xinjiang in Guizhou Province, are located in southeastern Guizhou, and their status in Miaojiang is comparable to that of the Wu clan leader.

I never expected that among this group of people, they were actually the leaders of the eastern tribe, and the gap was too big!

However, I wouldn't be so stupid that the eastern tribe is much poorer than the other two tribes, so it's so ugly. In fact, in my opinion, people with real skills often don't care so much about pomp and other things.

For example, if my grandfather doesn’t know his identity, who would have thought that such an old man in the countryside would be a famous descendant of the ghost path with a yin and yang vein?

Furthermore, from the nervous and solemn expressions of the Wu clan members, we can see that this eastern tribe is probably still very strong.

In less than half a minute, almost all the people who entered just now came out, including an old man who looked very similar to Wu Ri but was already sixty or seventy.

"Miss Xu Xiu is here!" The old man looked at the old lady happily, and Xuan'er's grandmother also had a kind smile on her face.

"You guys, please be polite." The old lady walked up with a smile and saluted several old men. It seemed that she was the patriarch of the eastern tribe.

I didn't expect that both the two tribes in the east and west were actually women who became patriarchs.

This situation may be rare in a century, but it is rare to get along among the generations.

"Grandma Xu, I haven't seen you for a long time, and my health is getting better and better." Wu Yue smiled sweetly, sweeping away her usual arrogance and indifference, just like a girl.

Fatty and I looked at each other, and we were speechless about Wu Yue's acting skills.
Chapter completed!