The sky was getting dark, and darkness enveloped the entire world.
Mu Feng raised his eyes calmly and saw Wen Long stepping towards Mu Feng, his eyes cold.
"The dinner has started. Come along."
Mu Feng smiled and naturally followed Wen Long.
Wen Yun changed into a white shirt and seemed to have been carefully dressed.
"Let's go."
Wen Long glanced at Wen Yun and spoke in a deep tone.
The three of them stepped directly into the dinner hall and saw that many people had gathered in the hall.
There were many elders from the Wen family present.
Mu Feng blinked and looked around, seeing that all the elders of the Wen family present were powerful spiritual beings!
Sitting in the middle is naturally the head of the Wen family, Wen Bicheng!
This Wen family's Thousand Destruction Realm Spiritual God is also the top strongman of the Wen family.
Sitting next to Wen Bicheng was a man in his thirties.
This man has an extraordinary appearance and a majestic air.
His strength has reached the realm of Baihuang, and he can be called a monster!
"That is my aunt's man, the young city lord of Feilong City, Wen Moqian."
Wen Yun whispered in Mu Feng's ear, fearing that others would hear her.
Mu Feng nodded, this heaven is indeed a crouching tiger, hidden dragon.
In his thirties, he is in the realm of Baihuang and is very likely to become a powerful god in the future!
"Go sit over there."
Wen Long pointed to a random place, and the three of them sat down without much communication.
Although most people here are named Wen.
But each branch works together on its own and occasionally communicates with other branches.
Looking at this scene, Mu Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.
If the Wen family were not strong enough, they would have rebelled long ago!
"Everyone."
Wen Bicheng finally spoke, and his clear voice resounded throughout the hall.
Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at Wen Bicheng.
After all, the one who truly deserves respect from other branches is Wen Bicheng, who is in the realm of Thousand Destructions!
"Tomorrow is the day for our family to choose a saint. I believe all the candidates for the saint have already arrived."
Wen Bicheng's eyes swept across the audience.
Many beautiful girls have taken a step forward, and Wen Yun is no exception.
Wen Bicheng smiled and nodded, "I hope that when choosing a saint tomorrow, you will take into consideration the feelings of your fellow clansmen and refrain from killing her.
If found out, I, the old man, will be severely punished!"
Everyone nodded, but even if Wen Bicheng said so.
Every time there is a selection of saints, there will always be many geniuses who fall.
After all, the chosen saint can represent the future direction of the Wen family.
The saint of the previous generation was Wen Hanqiu.
Wen Hanqiu did not disappoint Wen Bicheng.
Among the juniors in Tianyu, Wen Hanqiu can be regarded as a genius at the forefront.
"Let the dinner begin!"
Wen Bicheng raised his hand and then sat down.
The dinner officially began, and one by one the maids brought stacks of delicious food to the table.
Mu Feng opened his eyes and saw that these foods were all made from precious medicinal materials or spirit emperor-level monster meat.
Taking one bite will probably be of great help to your body!
Everyone in the Wen family began to eat, and the whole hall was filled with laughter and laughter.
Wen Long glanced around and sneered in his heart. Under this false family affection, he didn't feel any warmth at all.
"Everyone!"
At this moment, Wen Ye stood up.
Everyone's eyes fell on Wen Ye.
As the proud son of the main Wen family, Wen Ye is naturally the leader of the younger generation of the Wen family.
The eyes of Wen Bicheng and others also fell on Wen Ye. Seeing Wen Ye talking endlessly, Wen Bicheng nodded with satisfaction.
"Today's dinner is all about eating and drinking. Isn't it boring?"
Wen Ye smiled and spoke.
Everyone nodded, and some even started to echo, "Wen Ye, don't you want the people under your command to compete with each other?"
Wen Ye smiled calmly and said, "That's it. For tomorrow, you brothers and sisters must have invited many experts.
Why not let them compete here and use martial arts to enhance their fun?"
Everyone naturally agreed with Wen Ye's statement.
Looking at the lively crowd, Wen Long couldn't help but smile coldly, "I'm afraid Wen Ye is going to give the other branches a showdown."
Mu Feng nodded, "I won't take action easily."
Wen Long glanced at Mu Feng and said nothing.
Mu Feng could not take action, but he would never let Wen Yun take action.
Everyone made a space in the center, and a figure stepped directly into the center.
With each step, the ground trembled slightly.
This person is none other than Tu Hu, Wen Ye's subordinate.
Soon someone else stepped inside and fought with Tu Hu.
Each move made many people marvel.
Mu Feng glanced at these people indifferently, Tu Hu had some strength, but Mu Feng knew that Tu Hu's strength was not top-notch at all.
Many powerful auras, although they are also Spirit Emperors, are far superior to Tu Hu!
"Wen Ye also wants to compete for the position of saint?"
Mu Feng looked at Wen Long in confusion.
Wen Long rolled his eyes at Mu Feng angrily, "Wen Ye wants to help his sister Wen Yu fight for the Saint. If he succeeds, the Wen family will definitely produce another Wen Hanqiu."
Mu Feng nodded. It seems that the Wen family's status as a saint has a great influence on the entire Wen family!
No wonder Wen Long wants Wen Yun to get the position of saint so much. The significance of this position is extraordinary!
"boom!"
Tu Hu knocked his opponent back with one punch, raised his fists, and looked arrogant!
"Who else can give me advice?"
Tu Hu smiled coldly.
Wen Ye behind him raised the corners of his mouth. How could the person he invited be weak?
The rest of the people looked at Tu Hu with great hesitation. Some people did not bother to reveal their strength, while others were afraid of losing face.
After all, Tu Hu is not considered weak among the top spiritual emperors.
"The master invited by Cousin Wen Ye is really powerful."
A junior from the Wen family smiled and clapped his hands.
Wen Ye nodded with satisfaction, that's what he wanted, everyone's support!
Behind Wen Ye, a beautiful figure glanced at Wen Ye indifferently, and then stepped away.
"Xiaoyu?"
Wen Ye frowned and turned around. Naturally, he did all this for Wen Yu.
But it seemed that Wen Yu didn't appreciate it.
"Huh, this girl."
Wen Ye frowned and looked at Tu Hu again.
Tu Hu stood alone in the center, provoking people everywhere.
"Any other brothers and sisters, please come and ask for advice."
Wen Ye raised his head proudly. As a descendant of the main clan of the Wen family, he naturally had the confidence.
"Tonight, I am a little too confident."
Wen Hanqiu frowned slightly. She was one of the few women in the Wen family who had the right to speak.
Wen Bicheng smiled and shook his head, "Young man, it doesn't hurt to be a little wild."
Wen Moqian, who was next to him, quickly answered, "Mr. Wen is right. Although Wen Ye is a little crazy, he still has some strength."
Wen Bicheng smiled and nodded, "Mo Qian still understands me. When this saint selection is over, Wen Ye will still need more guidance from you."
Wen Moqian smiled and nodded, "That's for sure."
Everyone looked at each other, smiled, and continued to look down the stage.
Wen Ye's gaze turned to Wen Long and others not far away.
The corner of Wen Ye's mouth raised, "I remember that the person you invited, Wen Long, is of extraordinary strength. Why don't we come and compete?"