"It's too late. Let's do it first, I'll just give it a try."

"Hey, that's all I can do. I hope the examiner is blind." Huang Dora had to give up, and the third level was about to begin.

The third level is that Huang Dora is worried about Feng Xingying and thinks she will definitely not be able to pass the appearance.

The appearance includes examination of their body, checking their bloodlines, and then looking at the figure of the orcs under the body shape and their appearance after putting on makeup.

Ask Feng Xingying what was the most impressive thing about the orcs in this life. The answer is: four words.

"Too ugly, eliminated!"

When the selection officer walked to Feng Xingying and said these four words, Feng Xingying's heart was collapsed.

How can I communicate with different aesthetics?

Then?

Then she couldn't see Qin Molin and could only be driven out in shame.

At the door of the orcs' palace, Feng Xingying hid at the base of the wall, thinking about how to meet the saint son, and was thinking about whether her spicy hot pot attracted Qin Molin's attention?

Or is it that the saint son of their orcs is not Qin Molin, would it be someone else?

The great shaman happened to come out of the palace, with an angry face. When he saw Feng Xingying's Peking Opera face, he couldn't help but stop and asked:

"What kind of race are you called? Which race?"

"The Snake Human Clan has seen a great shaman." Feng Xingying turned into an orc, saluting the same great shaman with a ghost-like face.

"Are you here to take the maid exam?"

"Um."

"Then you will be my maid in the future."

"But I really want to meet the Holy Son, I admire him so much." The image of a simple fan girl who plays Feng Xingying.

The big shaman had a gloomy aura on his body and didn't look like a good person at all. She didn't want to follow him!

"Hmph, I don't know how to lift up." The great shaman raised his scepter and prepared to execute this disobedient little girl from the snake human race on the spot. Or, he just wanted to scare her.

Feng Xingying is also struggling, should she hide or hide?

She wouldn't have to worry about the great shaman using any evil tricks on her when she hid in the space, but then her identity would be exposed.

If you don't hide, she will have to take a gamble. She thinks that since the great shaman has such a high status in the orcs, he will definitely not kill people by chance. He did this just to scare him, right? But what if the bet was wrong?

If the great shaman is very strong and this stick is really knocked down, and Feng Xingying doesn't have the strength to avoid it, wouldn't it be in vain?

Just as Feng Xingying was tangled and almost hid in space, a tall figure stood in front of her.

The thin but thick back makes Feng Xingying's eyes warm.

Qin Molin!

This bastard actually became his holy son in the orcs. Is he so happy?

The Great Shaman's stick was indeed taken back.

"Are you the little maid who makes Malatang?" Qin Molin turned his head, glanced at Feng Xingying's eye-catching masked face, and asked gently.

"Yes." Feng Xingying responded obediently, playing the role of the simple girl of the orcs vividly.

"I have a good cooking skill, I'm staying." Qin Molin grabbed Feng Xingying casually, and a mount of the Black Jade Lion King who had turned over and hugged Feng Xingying in front of him, and ran away like an orc genius capturing spoils.

The great shaman was left on the spot. The Holy Son didn't even give him a face, but he had already grabbed the flower-faced cat and left. He was so confused that he was so embarrassed.
Chapter completed!