This ancestral hall was not big, and the clan leader ordered everyone to go in. Feng Wuyou thought that it would be the most for the back hall, but when she really arrived at the back hall, she realized that she had guessed correctly and wrongly.

There is indeed only one room behind the ancestral hall, and it is not wide. You can see the hard stones on the back wall, which are not very neat.

However, not far from the back wall, a stone door stood obliquely, and the black hole was exposed below the stone door.

Feng Wuyou stood behind, but from the hole that was faintly exposed outside, he saw a slanting downward staircase.

An unexpected and surprised feeling surged in her heart: in the wilderness, there was such a delicate mechanism to secretly tell.

From the time she came to the wilderness, everything here is primitive and natural.

The barbarians' construction, craftsmanship, food and clothing all show their relatively backward Fang Ming state.

Even their houses, even the most important ancestral halls, cannot build the stones on the back wall neatly.

However, in such a crude ancestral hall, a person almost could call it exquisite authenticity appeared.

Just the door that was pulled upwards on the ground beat up all the techniques Feng Wuyou saw in the wilderness.

That feeling was like a gem made by a craftsmanship, appearing next to a pile of shoddy stone swords and axes from the stone stone generation.

An indescribable feeling of incongruity slipped through Feng Wuyou's heart, but before she could think more, the patriarch had already walked to the door first and said, "Down one by one, and after going down, he naturally knew what to do. After finishing it, I would know who passed the test and who was eliminated."

The rules are as simple as a joke, but these wild women all show their solemn expressions.

Their face was nervous but pious, and they seemed to surrender to an unknown fate.

Feng Wuyou was ranked last, but the order of going down was arranged at the second to last.

Behind her is Wu Qige.

This position adjustment was made by the clan leader himself.

Feng Wuyou didn't know why, but she didn't say much.

But when she stood in front of Wuqige, she heard an unconcealed sarcastic laughter. Feng Wuyou heard this sound several times and was already familiar with it. It was Song Ximan's Arina.

She frowned slightly, ignored her, and just focused her attention on the cave ahead.

At this time, the first woman had already stepped forward at the command of the patriarch.

The entrance of the cave was very dark, and it seemed that the cool air was slight.

The woman walked towards the steps and as she went down step by step, her tall figure disappeared from Feng Wuyou's sight, and finally the only hole was left.

I don’t know how long it took, but a faint and inaudible cry seemed to be heard from inside, and at the same time, the delicately erected slantingly in the middle of the stone door, emitting a little striking red light.

Feng Wuyou's eyes lit up and looked more carefully, and then he found that the stone gate was not completely stone. There was a small area in the center of the stone gate that was different from other places, and the red light was also emitted.

After waiting for a while, the footsteps came, and the woman who had gone down had come up.

She looked at the patriarch with a nervous and frightened expression. The patriarch shook his head at her and said, "Go home."

The woman showed an extremely complicated expression in an instant, first lost, then ecstasy, and finally a hint of melancholy.

Feng Wuyou couldn't help but speak and asked, "Clan leader, is Hongguang eliminated?"
Chapter completed!