"It's too late. Let's do this for now. I just want to give it a try."
"Hey, this is the only way. I hope the examiner is blind." Huang Dora could only give up, seeing that the third level was about to begin.
The third level is the one that Huang Dora worries about for Feng Xingying and thinks she will not be able to pass - appearance.
Appearance includes an examination of their body to see what their bloodline is, and then looking at their figure under the orc body shape, and their appearance after makeup.
Ask Feng Xingying what impressed him most about the orcs in his life, and the answer was: four words.
"Too ugly, eliminated!"
When the selection officer walked up to Feng Xingying and said these four words, Feng Xingying's heart collapsed.
How can we communicate if we have different aesthetic values
Then
Then she couldn't see Qin Molin anymore and could only be driven out in despair.
At the gate of the orc clan's palace, Feng Xingying hid at the wall, thinking about how to meet the Holy Son. She was thinking about whether her spicy hotpot had attracted Qin Molin's attention.
Or is it that the Holy Son of their orc tribe is not actually Qin Molin, could it be someone else
The great shaman just came out of the palace with an angry look on his face. He saw Feng Xingying's Peking Opera facial makeup and couldn't help but stop and asked:
"What's your name? Which race are you from?"
"Young mute from the Snake Tribe, I have seen the Great Shaman." Feng Xingying transformed into an orc and saluted the Great Shaman who also had a ghostly look on his face.
"Are you here to take the test as a maid?"
"Um."
"Then you will be my maid from now on."
"But I really want to meet the Holy Son, I really admire him." Feng Xingying plays the image of a simple and obsessed girl.
This great shaman had a gloomy aura and didn't look like a good person at all. She didn't want to follow him!
"Hmph, I don't know how to appreciate it." The great shaman raised his scepter, preparing to execute this little snake girl on the spot for daring to disobey. Or maybe he just wanted to scare her.
Feng Xingying was also struggling, whether to hide or not
By hiding in the space, she wouldn't have to worry about the great shaman using any evil spells on her, but her identity would be exposed.
If she didn't hide, she would take a gamble. She felt that since the great shaman had such a lofty status in the orc tribe, he would definitely not kill people indiscriminately. He was just doing this to scare him, right? But what if the bet is wrong
If the great shaman is very powerful and this staff really knocks down, and Feng Xingying doesn't have the strength to dodge, wouldn't his death be in vain
Just when Feng Xingying was in a dilemma and almost hid in space, a tall figure stood in front of her.
Feng Xingying's eyes heated up as his back looked broad and safe even though it was thin.
Qin Molin!
This bastard actually became his holy son in the orc tribe. Is he happy anymore
The great shaman's staff was indeed withdrawn.
"Are you the maid who makes spicy hot pot?" Qin Molin turned his head, glanced at Feng Xingying's masked face with sharp eyes, and asked gently.
"Yes." Feng Xingying responded obediently, perfectly portraying the appearance of an innocent girl from the orc tribe.
"My cooking skills are good, I'll keep you here." Qin Molin casually grabbed Feng Xingying, climbed onto his Black Jade Lion King mount, held Feng Xingying in front, and ran away like a trophy captured by the orcs. .
The great shaman was left hanging on the spot. The holy son didn't even give him a straight face and just grabbed the colorful-faced cat and left. He was really confused and embarrassed.