On the other side, Murong Feixue was being tossed around by the second elder. For the first time, she was dressed up so delicately and delicately. She originally thought that the second elder would dress herself up, even if she was not demonic, she would be wearing heavy makeup. But she didn't expect that the second elder would dress herself up.
He is a master in this. He knows how to dress according to each person's temperament.
When it was done, not only did the second elder praise it, but Murong Feixue himself was also a little surprised.
Immediately, Murong Feixue was covered with a bright red hijab as if she was a bride again. She was helped to walk into a long and narrow corridor. Immediately afterwards, the door behind her was closed with a clang.
Murong Feixue, who was always vigilant, immediately couldn't help but lift the hijab covering her head and raised her eyes to look around.
There was also a Pingpingtingting cat demon woman in front of her, with a hijab on her head like her. Looking forward, there were countless women huffing and puffing. Looking to the side, I saw a small door opened on one side of the corridor.
Window. There is sunlight filtering through the small window, and you can see that there is already a sea of people outside. Many young men and women are looking here with their eyes wide open. It seems that there is some treasure inside. They look very expectant.
"Sister Feixue, just do your best and go out in order! Don't try to discredit me. Look, didn't I come to make up the numbers myself?" The second elder stood behind Murong Feixue and hurriedly stretched out his hand.
Go and pull off Murong Feixue's hijab.
Murong Feixue smiled helplessly, and suddenly began to miss Huahua in her heart.
However, ever since Huahua fell in love with Dongfang Jinye, Murong Feixue has been trying hard to bring the two of them together. Now, I am afraid that good things are about to happen for the two of them. It will be time for someone to send a message to invite them to a wedding banquet in the near future.
"Grandma Feixue, come on, it's our turn!" The second elder looked like he was about to cry in a hurry, and directly stretched out his hand to drag Murong Feixue forward.
Walking out of the dark corridor, the bright light suddenly made Murong Feixue unable to adapt. He raised his eyes and saw that he was already standing among a group of warblers. One hundred women from the cat tribe were divided into ten groups.
Rows, ten people in each row.
In addition to everyone wearing red hijabs, what they wear and what they wear are all based on their own personalities. It can be said that they are beautiful and have different styles. Compared with the women watching the excitement in the audience, the stage
The women carefully selected by the elite are so beautiful.
Murong Feixue couldn't help but smile. It seemed that the second elder's "making up the numbers" was also based on people's opinions.
Murong Feixue, who could only see the small area under his feet, suddenly heard the sound of gongs and drums.
The third elder's serious voice came to my ears: "The cat clan is mighty! With a foundation that lasts for thousands of years, if you cultivate diligently, you will become a person in a century!"
If I remember correctly, this is the mantra that the third elder loves to say all day long. But I didn't expect that he would be asked to preside over such an entertaining matter as selecting the top ten beauties. It's like asking a monk to dance, which is awkward no matter how you look at it.
As expected, the third elder spoke a little unsmoothly, and just shouted: "To promote the reputation of our cat clan, today, ten beauties will be selected and recorded in the history of the cat clan for future generations to admire.
The occasion is unprecedented and everyone can make a selection.”
After hearing this, the scene was quiet for a moment. Then, with the support of the second elder, the shouts were loud and the mood was high. All kinds of fans who supported the beauty in their eyes shouted like crazy.
