Wen Zilong said "Journey to the West" on the third day, and he got tens of thousands of fierce beast corpses.

This business is really profitable.

So, on the fourth day, he continued to the square.

This time, there were more than 8,000 people.

Each of them brought with them the corpse of a ferocious beast.

Wen Zilong had also seen some networks before, and when he saw this situation, he couldn't help but say:

"Ask for collections, ask for recommendations, ask for monthly passes, ask for rewards, all kinds of requests. If it's a reward, I'll add it today. ”

"Wow-"

The audience immediately applauded.

Although I don't know what Wen Zilong said about collections, recommendations, monthly passes, etc., but they understand what they are rewarding.

In fact, there is no need for Wen Zilong to say, many of them have rewards.

Seeing that the atmosphere was so warm, Wen Zilong couldn't help but have a whim and said:

"The Wu Chengen you know is my real name. I also have a stage name, Genius Potato. ”

All the brute dragons at the scene listened to this, and began to shout in unison one by one:

"Genius Potato!"

"Genius Potato!"

"Genius Potato!"

……

The lively atmosphere is comparable to a concert on earth.

Wen Zilong asked everyone to put away all the corpses of the fierce beasts.

There were more than 18,000 of them.

Wen Zilong was shocked, where did so many fierce beast corpses come from?

You know, during the Autumn Hunting Competition, he only got a few thousand fierce beast corpses in the Naruto Forest.

The Mi scholar next to him seemed to know Wen Zilong's thoughts and explained:

"To the north of us, there is a grassland. There is a forest in the steppe. We call it the Limhai Snow Plain.

This forest and snow field, for eight months of the year, is covered with snow and ice. I don't know why, every year when it snows, there will be a large number of fierce beast corpses in this forest and snow field.

So at this time of year, there are a lot of people who go to pick up the carcasses of fierce beasts.

The body was picked up one day and reappeared the next day.

Generally, it appears for about 10 days in a row. ”

When Wen Zilong heard this, he was greatly surprised.

He asked, "Every year?" ”

Fellow replied, "Every year." ”

"It seems that there is a chance to go to Linhai Snow Plain to have a look."

Wen Zilong muttered.

Of course, this was only his temporary thought.

With his character, this kind of cold day, the weather is cold, and the north wind can blow into people's bones, so it is naturally impossible for him to really go out and have a look.

Everyone has curiosity, but Wen Zilong is too lazy to let his curiosity be ignored.

Pressing down his curiosity, Wen Zilong continued,

Although there were more than 8,000 people in the square, when Wen Zilong began to speak, the scene was silent.

Only listen to Wen Zilong's voice, like a nine-day immortal music, echoing in the sky above the square.

Wen Zilong couldn't help but think of the picture of Brother Sanzang preaching.

It seems that my brother also has the potential to be a high-ranking monk.

There are more people who reward today, and Wen Zilong also spoke for half an hour more as he said before.

talked about it until he ate the ginseng fruit secretly, and was put into the oil pot by Zhen Yuanzi, and Wukong destroyed the oil pot.

The barbarian dragons listened to it one by one.

Especially when I heard that Wukong ruined the oil pot, they all boiled.

Wen Zilong finally said: "Wukong said: 'Don't stab my master, but also stab me.'" When the great immortal heard this, he sneered, walked out of the hall, and grabbed it.

After all, I don't know what to say, how to get out of the end, and listen to the next decomposition. ”

After speaking, the more than 8,000 barbarian dragons all shook their heads and sighed.

"I was listening to it, but it was gone."

"Well, every time."

"In the past two days, every time I heard half of it, it was gone, and I couldn't eat or sleep well. My wife thought I had someone outside. ”

"No way, let's listen to it tomorrow."

"Tomorrow I will go to Lin Hai Snow Field early in the morning to pick up a few more fierce beast corpses and give them to Lord Wu."

"What Lord Wu, I think genius potatoes are better."

Wen Zilong listened to the discussions of the people below and narrowed his eyes slightly.

He understands hunger marketing;

He also understands the disconnection in the network.

I've heard enough of you today, what if you don't come tomorrow?

So leave some suspense every day, and disconnect you when it's cool.

This is Wen Zilong's service tenet: to be a disconnected dog, brother is serious.

Wen Zilong stood up and waved his wings at the eight rows of people below:

"Alright, let's stop here today."

As he spoke, he turned around and was about to leave.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded:

"Stop!"

When all heard this, their eyes were fixed on the one who spoke.

I saw that it was a young man in his twenties.

His appearance is very ordinary among the brute dragons.

He is more than two meters tall, his two eyes are very large, and the eyelids of his eyes are actually hard shells.

When he blinked, the two hard shells would open and close.

His head was round—or oval—like a boiled egg.

It's just that at the very top of this oval head, there is a sharp blade.

The surrounding barbarian dragons, one by one, saw him like this, and they all exclaimed.

"What a majesty!"

"So handsome!"

"Look at the blade above his head, it's still shining."

"If you fight with your opponent, it will be very advantageous."

It turns out that in the aesthetics of the Tsunades Barbarian Dragons, this kind of appearance looks very handsome and domineering.

But in Wen Zilong's eyes, this Nima is completely a salted egg superman.

He won't throw out a dynamic light wave biu-biu-biu and kill himself to biu.

Wen Zilong looked at him and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

The young man's right hand was raised, and Wen Zilong's heart tightened slightly.

The next moment, the young man took out something and slowly opened it.

When Wen Zilong saw this thing clearly, he suddenly felt like he had a knife brother.

I saw that this thing turned out to be a folding fan.

What kind of folding fan do you shake in this winter?

It's a bit embarrassing, isn't it?

The young man shook the folding fan and spoke slowly:

"The rest of the story is not finished, how can we leave now?"

When Wen Zilong heard this, he sneered:

"I can come when I want, and I can leave when I want."

With that, he got off the high platform and walked towards the sidelines.

The young man was going to chase Wen Zilong, and the barbarian dragons around him stopped one by one.

"What are you to dare to stop the genius potato?"

"Genius Potato Lord, but we are a distinguished guest of the city that never sleeps, and a guest of the Scholar of Mi University. How dare you stop him? Looking for death? ”

"Genius Potato only talks for an hour every day on weekdays, but today I am happy, so I only talk for half an hour. We are already content, and you dare to speak out against him? ”

The young man was slightly stunned.

All the people in the scene were not full of listening.

Originally, he thought that when he said this, the people on the scene would support him.

But behold, all the people blamed him in turn.

He sneered and nodded slightly.

The next moment, around him, the four brute dragons suddenly turned around, their fists and feet like the wind, and blasted towards all directions.