Urban Game System

Soon, it will be the eighth branch of the holy election.

No surprises happened, the person chosen by the Holy Chosen is Murong Yangwei who has the highest talent in the eighth branch of the Spiritual Cooking Dao!

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

As the old man in the brown shirt issued another order, the eyes of everyone in the square also turned to him.

The ninth branch has been at a low ebb for many years. Although the patriarch Murong Chun has returned, the decline has not been reversed in the slightest. It is still the weakest branch among the ten branches.

Murong Chun kindly looked at Chen Hui beside him, told him some things, then patted him on the shoulder to encourage him.

Murong Ruoxue stretched out her white lotus root arms to touch the top of Chen Hui's head, and smiled shyly: "Little handjob, come on!"

This action is perfectly normal between Chen Hui and Murong Ruoxue, but it is extremely ambiguous in the eyes of outsiders~
There was sudden commotion on the square, and many young disciples cast jealous eyes on Chen Hui.

"A pair of dogs and men! Before long, you will all have to surrender at my feet!"

Seeing that Murong Ruoxue, who was always indifferent to men, was shy frequently in front of Chen Hui, Murong Liuhua's heart was about to explode, his eyes were filled with hatred, and he almost burst into flames!

At the same time, Murong Yan snorted coquettishly: "The pervert! Ruoxue is really guilty of liking a prostitute!"

But at the next moment, Murong Yan frowned suddenly, her beautiful eyes narrowed, she saw Chen Hui's position at this time, and she was puzzled: "Why is he standing in front of the ninth branch, could it be..."

"No way! Damn it! Is he the one chosen by the ninth branch?"

"Damn it! The Ninth Elder is willing to betroth his granddaughter to a prostitute. What is so good about him? Why do so many people turn to him, even the master..."

Thinking of Master Qingyang Dashengshao often praising Chen Hui in front of her, Murong Yan's jealousy grew stronger. She wanted to defeat Chen Hui, crush Chen Hui thoroughly, so she could be reconciled.

At the ninth branch, Murong Rou'er saw this scene, bit her cherry lips with her white teeth, pursed her small mouth, lowered her head slightly, and there was an indescribable loneliness on her small face~

Even Chen Hui himself was taken aback, for Murong Ruoxue's slight shame, he always felt that something was wrong.

"What's wrong with you little idiot? Why is she becoming more and more like a woman lately~ She's still a little bit ashamed, it's a strange thing~"

But right now, the holy election was coming, so it was not the time to think about this issue. Chen Hui patted Murong Ruoxue's hair in a responsive manner, and then strode forward.

In this shot, Murong Ruoxue's shyness became even more shy~

As soon as Chen Hui stepped forward, the square immediately buzzed!

"Another foreigner!"

"This time, there are actually two foreigners coming to the holy platform! Why is this happening?"

"That's right, the holy platform has been opened six times in total, and a total of six times there was only one foreigner climbing the holy mountain, but this time, two people came out at once, which is incredible!"

……

There were Ganges people from the first branch, and then Chen Hui from the ninth branch. Two foreigners came to climb the holy mountain, which made many Murong family members feel very upset!

Why should outsiders come to climb the holy mountain of our Murong family!

Since ancient times, the rich eat minced meat, and no one dares to say anything, while the poor eat steamed buns, but thousands of people will accuse them of being extravagant!
In the first branch, due to the high position of the great elder, no one dared to express any opinion.

But the ninth branch here, since it has long withered, is the weakest of the top ten branches, which naturally caused dissatisfaction among the people.

"The ninth branch is just messing around!"

"If there is no suitable candidate, you can marry with other branches. In some branches, there are more than one Tianjiao, such as the eighth branch. In addition to Murong Yangwei, there is also Murong Shengxu who is also an excellent candidate for climbing the holy mountain! Why give it to an outsider!"

"Elder Ninth is betraying the family!"

"Although this Chen Hui is extremely talented in the way of spiritual cooking, he is not from our Murong family after all. How can he let such a great thing happen to him?"

……

On the square, buzzing and discussions abounded.

Even though Chen Hui's talent in the way of spiritual cooking has been recognized by most people, he is not from the Murong family after all. If only the ninth branch chooses a foreigner as the holy choice today, maybe everyone will not have such a big opinion.

But before that, the first branch had already chosen foreigners as the holy choice. At that time, everyone had already suppressed a lot of resentment in their hearts, but due to the majesty of the Great Elder, no one dared to say anything, and they all forced Resentment suffocated in my heart.

At this time, the ninth branch also did this kind of thing, and everyone couldn't bear it anymore, and the overwhelming resentment and anger immediately poured into the ninth branch.

It's like a teenager being slapped by a grown man, so he can only endure it.

But Nima, now a child came to scratch him, how could he bear it?
In an instant, on the square, except for the ninth branch and the tenth branch, which were pressed by Murong Chun and Elder Baibeard, the rest of the branches were all self-blaming and cursing.

"Hmph! Thief! The ninth branch is indeed for you to be the chosen one! But it doesn't matter. Under the guidance of my master and grandfather for so many years, I have already learned a lot about the matter of ascending the holy platform! Although I don't I may understand all of them, but for this holy mountain, I have mastered at least half of its mysteries! The one who inherits the imprint of the holy chef this time must be me, Murong Yan! I can't wait to see your surprised eyes on me!"

Murong Yan was different from others, she didn't criticize or abuse at this time, some still just wanted to beat Chen Hui's jealous heart in terms of talent!
The sound of humming in the square kept coming and going, but even so, everyone could only watch helplessly as Chen Hui walked towards the ready position step by step.

After all, the requirements for this holy election were set by the ancestors of Sheng Gu, and even Qing Yang's Great Sacred Spoon had changed incomparably.

At this moment, Chen Hui has become the person who attracts the attention of all the people, but the attention of the people is not a kind gaze, but one with jealousy and resentment. If the gaze is lethal, then Chen Hui is already pierced by thousands of arrows at this moment~
Amidst the monstrous abuse and self-reproach, Chen Hui shamelessly stepped into the preparation position for climbing the holy mountain.

Chen Hui stepped on his left foot first, followed by his heel. When both of Chen Hui's feet stepped into the light circle of the prepared position, a strange change...appeared!

Hum~ The aperture instantly set off a strong dazzling light. The light shook and distorted strongly, like an angry face. The moment this face appeared, Chen Hui spat out a mouthful of blood. His body was like a kite with a broken string. Time was ejected from the aperture and flew backwards towards the ninth branch!
"The Sacred Valley Order is fake!"

At the center, the old man in brown shirt narrowed his eyes, and immediately saw the problem!