The second day was the first martial arts performance at Xiaoyun Villa.
At this time, the venue was crowded with people, at least a thousand people at a glance.
Everyone in the venue was divided into four piles. The one at the top had the smallest number of people and the best location. There was a high platform with twenty-six large sandalwood chairs. You didn’t have to sit on them. Just by looking at them, you knew that they would be very comfortable and enjoyable to sit on.
Sitting up there at the moment is the most important person in the Rong family. The bad old man Rong Xiaoyun is sitting in the middle, still holding his dry cigarette and smoking happily. The smoke is scattered, but there are other things he is doing behind him.
Everyone was sitting upright, letting the choking smoke penetrate into their noses. Although they felt extremely uncomfortable, their faces were normal, motionless, and smiling, as if they were sitting under the smoke.
, they can become the greatest beings in the world.
On the left side of the high platform extending to the end of the venue, there are hundreds of chairs, and the people sitting on them are all women, old women, MILFs, and middle-aged women who are still coquettish. They are shining brightly, raising their hands and feet.
A young woman who smells mature, and a girl who is as budding as a fresh flower.
At the front of the group of women was a row of thirty-six large, comfortable chairs. On them sat women of all ages, from fifty to eighteen years old, wearing the most slutty clothes, with their heads covered with gold and jewelry.
His head was covered with hair, his clothes were all luxurious clothes sewn with gold and silver threads, and his feet and hands were covered with gold chains, gold bracelets, and gold circles.
These slutty women are all Rong Xiaoyun's wives, and the women behind them are the female dependents of each house of the Rong family. It can be said that there are many people, and the flowers and plants are shady.
On the right side are all men, old, young, middle-aged, all with extraordinary cultivation. The ones sitting inside are all totem power masters with the lowest level of cultivation. There are many higher ones, totem power kings, at least all of them are
No less than a hundred people.
Opposite the high platform, at the end of the field, stood a hundred and eighty people, all of whom were young people under the age of twenty. There were both men and women, ugly, handsome, beautiful, disgusting, everything included. Basically
It’s all in various shapes and forms, with everything you need.
They are the new generation of young people of the Rong family, and they are also the new blood of the Rong family. Will the Rong family continue to dominate the Yueshan County as the pillars of talent in the future?
Of course, this requires standing at the front with a displeased face and looking around, basically focusing on the women of the Rong family, especially the young woman who has a handsome face but very wretched movements.
Put aside, he is not a member of the Rong family, he is just here to enjoy the autumn wind!
He is Liu Feng.
Liu Feng was very unhappy, but he was also very happy. What he was unhappy about was why he had to stand while everyone else was sitting. Of course, he automatically ignored the children of the Rong family standing beside him like bamboo poles.
He was happy that today was an eye-opener. There were so many beauties in the Rong family. Ahem! Ever since Liu Feng and Yan'er had a close encounter, he felt that the opposite sex was really attracted to each other.
No, he always controlled his eyes not to glance at the thighs and breasts of other girls, but he couldn't control it. In the end, he obeyed his original intention and looked at it, and he wouldn't lose any flesh anyway.
"I see, I see, but I only have the best in my heart!" Liu Feng felt that he was still very infatuated. Although he looked at so many white and tender thighs and breasts, he didn't have any evil intentions in his heart. He was purely admiring them.
He is studying art with his attitude, and his love is reserved for Jue San.
As for what exactly art is, Liu Feng didn't understand it before. He only heard from some people in Lengyue City that it seemed to be the specialty of totem painters.
However, Liu Feng now knows that so many beauties, so many white thighs, breasts, and beautiful faces are art! Even though they are invisible through the clothes...
Liu Feng stood in front of the crowd. There were a total of seventeen people standing side by side with him. These seventeen people were incredible. They were all the most powerful figures in the new generation of the Rong family. They were all totem power kings.
Among the strong ones, three are above the fifth level, ten are above the fourth level, and four are the lowest, only between the second and third level.
Liu Feng had always felt that there was a burning gaze staring at him, making him feel uneasy. He had already glanced at him and knew who it was. He was the guy who stood out from the crowd in No. 17 Middle School. He was very handsome.
A heartthrob and a fan of thousands of young girls and young women, he is definitely a love killer who instantly kills women as young as forty and as young as sixteen.
But based on the way he stared at her, Liu Feng was sure that this guy was definitely not interested in women, and was more interested in studying men! The most obvious manifestation is that he, a grown man, why should he have dark hair?
What about the bright long hair? His fiery eyes and long hair made Liu Feng define him like this: He likes men!
As for whether it was true or not, Liu Feng didn't think so much about it. He didn't care about him. Anyway, he was not interested in men. Even if the guy tried to blow his anus, he would definitely not accept it. At most, when he was in a better mood,
Give him a cucumber and hurt yourself.
"Members of the Rong family, please be quiet!" Rong Xiaoyun put down his dry tobacco pole, stood up and took two steps forward. With a smile on his face, he pressed his hands to signal everyone present to be silent and prepare to start today's identification of the sacred objects.
The ceremony is over.
The entire audience fell silent for an instant, and everyone looked at Rong Xiaoyun with a look of fanaticism.
"I believe everyone already knows the reason for today's ceremony, and I won't say more. Now the holy object is here. Everyone under the age of twenty comes up to try it one by one. Maybe the owner of the holy object is
One of you!" Rong Xiaoyun looked at Liu Feng and the group of people opposite him, especially looking at Liu Feng who was holding the Nine Glaze Pig, and blinked his dim eyes.
After saying that, he grasped his open, thin hands, and a piece of armor shining with strong silver light appeared in his left hand, and a eight-foot-long spear appeared in his right hand with a chilling cold light. It turned out that he had already put the holy object in his hand.
It’s in my storage ring!
No wonder Liu Feng looked everywhere for a long time and couldn't find the existence of that thing.
Then Rong Xiaoyun conjured another big table in front of him. This was no ordinary big table. It was a very thick and strong big table. Looking at its appearance, you could tell that even the strongest King of Strength could use this table.
I'm afraid even a full blow won't be able to dislodge even a single shaving of sawdust.
"Bang!" Rong Xiaoyun put the spear and armor on it, and a loud noise came out. This sacred object is very heavy!
"There's nothing surprising about this thing!" Liu Feng looked at the holy object on the table from a distance, and couldn't feel anything special about it. It was no different from ordinary armors and weapons, except for the one that smashed the table.
Apart from feeling very heavy, everything else is very ordinary.