"Buy the list, as long as there are five low-grade spirit stones, you are satisfied, and it is worth the money!"

The young hawkers are smiling, enthusiastic, loud and strange, and have a scene of their own in the bustling streets. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

With the passage of time, the grand event that can be called the Dao Demon Theory of Martial Arts is about to start, and it is a rare centennial event, and cultivators under the age of 100, but anyone with a little strength, will compete on the field.

Under such a background, in Xiangyun City, there are forces from all walks of life, countless young talents have been born, and the legends behind the endless talents are endless.

Under such a rare opportunity, various lists with the theme of these talents came into being. For different reasons, cultivators from all sides are always a little curious about these lists, some buy them to recognize their faces and think about winning over and stammering, some are purely bought to carefully recognize them, so as not to know Taishan one day, and some are purely curious gossip.

And on these lists, without exception, there are portraits and brief introductions of the people of the year.

Although it is not unknown what kind of evaluation these famous people look like, it is rare that someone is willing to take the trouble to deliberately gather these famous figures to make a list.

The list is simple, but it is a highly recognizable portrait, and with a comment written by himself, it is simple and clear. For the people on the list, being on the list is an honor, unless they are small-minded, they will definitely not find trouble with hawkers. And for those who buy the list, but the five lower-grade spirit stones that are not enough to stuff their teeth, buy a strange one, draw a gossip, and have a little more knowledge, why not do it?

I have to say that this vendor is a talent.

However, after a while, the vendor who bought the list and his strange list were surrounded by a sea of cultivators, and they couldn't even take care of the spirit stones.

In the vast sea of people, he was keenly aware of Lu Zheng's inquiring and appreciative gaze, and the smile on the hawker's face was even worse, but seeing that Lu Zheng had not started for a long time, he expected that this was a chronic child.

In line with the principle that it is a fool not to do business, the hawker hurriedly raised his spirit, bowed his waist and smiled, and squeezed in front of Lu Zheng like a gust of wind, handed over several scrolls in both hands, and enthusiastically recommended: "Venerable, as long as there are five lower grade spirit stones, how many do you want to come?"

Lu Zheng looked funny, took out a bag of lower grade spirit stones, didn't look at it and threw it to the vendor, and asked him, "What are the lists?"

The vendor hurriedly put the bag away, his attitude was more enthusiastic and respectful, and he hurriedly said: "The classification of the list, that's a lot." There are the list of ten gentlemen of the righteous path, the list of the top ten beauties of martial arts, the list of the top ten masters of the rivers and lakes, the list of the top ten demons of demon cultivation, the list of ten people who are wicked and perverted, the list of inhumane and inhumane people, the list of the grass on the wall who will rebel sooner or later, and the list of unrighteous and evil murderers without blinking an eye......"

The young hawker has mediocre qualifications, does not like to cultivate, but is like a mortal, loves to buy and sell, and when it comes to his own business, his eyes are shining, and he can't stop.

Lu Zheng was dazzled when he heard this, waved his hand to signal the hawker to stop, raised his hand and threw out a bag full of lower grade spirit stones, and said: "Your Lao Shizi's demon cultivation is ten evil, the wicked are perverted, inhumane, the wall grass, unrighteous and evil, all of them are shared." ”

The peddler secretly said that this guest official's taste was really peculiar, and at the same time, he quickly found out the list designated by Lu Zheng, and handed it over with both hands: "Venerable, you take it well, you don't need money if it's not good-looking." ”

After speaking, the peddler did not forget to explain affectionately, and said: "Because some characters are too brilliant in some aspects, Rao will be ranked up even after he is over 100 years old." ”

Lu Zheng heard it funny, raised his eyebrows, and caught a glimpse of Dugu Antsheng, Mo Zifeng and others also walking up, so he simply opened the list on the spot and looked at it.

I don't know when I look at it, but I look at it...... I wasn't surprised.

Coincidentally.

The first place on the list of ten demon cultivators is Dugu Ant Dress, the second is Dugu Divorce, and Lan does not regret the third. The wicked are perverted, the first is Qiuchi, and the second is Lan Wuregret. The miserable list, the first is Black Wing, the second is Qiuchi, and the third is Lan Wuregret. The first grass on the wall is Mo Zifeng, and the second is Lu Zheng. The first is Lu Zheng, and the second is Mo Zifeng.

Roughly sweeping the five list scrolls, Lu Zheng's heart was simply different from sour.

On the list, the portrait is like a real person, lifelike, and the introduction below the portrait is even more insightful.

For example, under Lu Zheng's portrait, there is a sentence written: "Collusion with demon cultivators, brutal killing of the righteous path, perverted, shameless, not human." ”

Mo Zifeng saw that Lu Zheng's expression was a little strange, so he hurriedly went up to take a look, and when he saw it, he laughed out loud with a "poof".

"Ha, perverted, shameless, not human? Ha, haha! Brother Lu Xian, people have a very high opinion of you. ”

Mo Zifeng put Lu Zheng's shoulder, beat his chest with laughter, and the flowers trembled, like a crazy demon, as if he had laughed at all his jokes for a hundred years at once.

The corners of Lu Zheng's mouth twitched, and he glanced at Mo Zifeng, who had a strange smile, and then silently handed him the list with his portrait in front of him, and wrote lightly: "Look at it, Brother Mo Xian, your ranking is not low, the grass on the wall is the first, and the unrighteous and evil are the second." Ah, and this review, too, is good. ”

Mo Zifeng is worthy of being a man of the year who can tie two lists at the same time, and every comment is so ingenious.

One sentence reads: "Listed as famous, cynical, nothing to look for, who knows if you are dead or not, anyway, you are not a person." ”

Another sentence reads: "Pit fathers and pit friends pit ancestors, swaying, going smoothly, sooner or later mutiny, killing people without blinking, I don't think I'm human." ”

Mo Zifeng hiccuped with laughter, then closed his smile, his eyes were hideous, he grabbed the collar of the vendor who had begun to sweat on his head, and asked: "Ha! How poor are these words, why am I not human?"

Mo Zifeng doesn't bother with anything else, only about the sentence "not a person".

Lu Zheng almost knelt for Mo Zifeng, not understanding his brain circuit.

The brother-in-law on the side was also rarely interested, and took the list to the front to watch it with his sister Dugu Ant.

Lu Zheng and Mo Zifeng squinted together and glanced at it secretly.

Under the portrait of the Dugu Ant Sister and Brother who won the top spot of the Ten Demon Cultivation List and the Eye of the Demon Cultivation List, the comments are simple and atmospheric, and there are only four words.

"Brother, run!"

"Silly, run!"

Lu Zheng and Mo Zifeng glanced at each other silently, and then each pouted, pretending not to see it.

This person is more popular than the dead, and if he mixes well, it's just different.

Lu Zheng coughed, and when he looked up, he was about to ask the hawker if there were any other hunting lists, but he saw that the hawker had already shaken into a sieve, and the surrounding people who bought the list moved in unison, bowed their heads and retreated, and ran away.

Then, the peddler shuddered, rolled his eyes, and fainted on the spot.

Lu Zheng: "......" (To be continued.) )