Everybody wants to be my leg pendant

"Is it my illusion? I always feel that actor number two's voice is so familiar..."

Some viewers asked weakly in the live broadcast room.

Obviously, he wasn't alone this time. Almost immediately after the barrage was sent out, it caused a very strong reaction in the live broadcast room.

"No!! This is not your illusion!! I also think the tone of actor No. [-] is very familiar!!!!"

"That's right! I have it too! It's that kind of deja vu feeling..."

"Especially the smiley symbol at the end of the sentence!!! It's very familiar at first glance, right!!!"

But at this time, actor No. [-] who caused the storm disappeared in the live broadcast room.As a result, after a heated discussion, the audience came to a magnificent conclusion:

"It can't be wrong! This anonymous actor No. [-] must be the local tyrant himself!"

The audience cheered in the live broadcast room.

Shen Qingyan: ...

He silently turned his gaze not far away, and Bo Yunyi was just standing there, looking at him from a distance with complicated eyes.

Is Bo Yunyi the local tyrant himself? ? ?

Why is there another local tyrant suddenly appearing now! ! !

Could it be that Bo Yunyi has already comprehended the legendary art of incarnation outside the body...

Shen Qingyan was thinking wildly in his heart, but the discussion among the audience in the live broadcast room did not die down because the identity of actor No. [-] was revealed, but became more and more heated.

"I really never expected it!!!! The local tyrants would actually come to the anchor's live broadcast to be an actor!!!"

"This is face-to-face!!! The local tyrant and the anchor are going to face-to-face!!!"

"Don't die by seeing the light, don't die by seeing the light, God bless the local tyrant, he must be handsome, unrestrained and suave..."

"Hahahahaha you cult CPs are scumbags, the local tyrants have blue sky above their heads!!!!"

A group of demons danced wildly in the live broadcast room.

The anonymous actor No. [-] did not deny everyone's speculation, but sent out a smiling emoticon again, saying:

"low profile:)"

Bo Yunyi: ...

"Is he acquiescing that he is a 'local tyrant'?"

"This is definitely the default!!!"

The audience in the live broadcast room became excited in vain.

It should be said that actor No. [-] took pains to pretend to be a local tyrant himself. Not only did he spend a huge sum of money to activate the VIP function of the live broadcast platform, but he also set all the bullet screens as paid bullet screens at the top...

Shen Qingyan watched the other party's barrage slowly drift past from the top of the screen dedicated to local tyrants, and felt a faint sense of discomfort that a familiar area was violated by others.

Actor No. [-] didn't notice anything wrong with the anchor, he still performed his own performance very engrossed in the show: leading the group of demon cultivators to bend down respectfully towards the "middle-aged monk" Taofa Hengchang.

"My lord."

He called out tentatively.

Daofa Hengchang snorted coldly, and glanced at the demon cultivators indifferently:

"what's up?"

As he asked, he casually put the thick book back into his arms, and glanced at the space gap in the distance, as if he didn't want to stay for a long time.

The demon cultivators looked at each other and felt that something was wrong.

"If you have something to say, say it quickly. Those whose names should be registered have already registered, and those who should receive the queue numbers have also received it. Your business is over, and there are other people waiting in other worlds, so don't delay them. time, understand?"

Perhaps seeing that they didn't speak, the middle-aged monk frowned and said in an educational tone.

The demon cultivators hesitated for a while, pushed each other for a long while, and then pushed actor No. [-] out again.

"That... my lord, we want to inquire about one thing."

Actor No. [-] asked hesitantly.

"what's up?"

Daofa Hengchang casually raised his eyelids.

Actor No. [-] is really a very talented actor. At this time, he could go down the steps, but he didn't choose to speak immediately. Instead, he evasively used his eyes to fight with other magicians for a long time, and finally Asked the words out.

"It's just...we want to ask...is there any way to shorten the queue time...so that we can get in earlier?"

Although the whole body of actor No. 12 was shrouded in the lingering black demonic energy, he still expressed [-] heaviness in his tone.

"To tell you the truth, the cultivation of our group of people is not top-notch, and the inheritance has been scattered over the years... It is a fluke to be able to cultivate to the current level, and a higher level is absolutely impossible. I dare not think."

He sighed deeply, and said to the middle-aged monk very embarrassedly:

"Since my cultivation base is limited, my lifespan is also extremely limited. You have already taken care of us quite a bit in the ranking, so it stands to reason that I shouldn't make any more requests..."

Daofa Hengchang, who played the role of a middle-aged monk, frowned tightly, interrupted his words and asked bluntly:

"So what other requests do you have? I'll leave the words here first. If you still want to jump ahead, you should take the words to your stomach as soon as possible!"

What he said was quite blunt, and the demon cultivators were shocked when they heard it, but the middle-aged monk didn't even give him a chance to defend himself, and spit out a long paragraph like a cannonball.

"Jump the queue, who doesn't want to jump the queue, but this team is so easy to jump in?! Do you know your identities?!"

"Do you know who those people in the front line are? All the demon ancestors and gods who have ascended from the demon world over the years did not pop out from the cracks in the rocks. Who doesn't have three or five relatives, friends, disciples and grandchildren?"

"Those demon ancestors are all people who came out of fighting and fighting in the lower realm. How can there be a good match? I hate them... Hehe... It's not that I don't have a background, but you..."

The middle-aged monk glanced at the demon cultivators meaningfully, and said in a louder voice:

"I'm afraid that when the time comes, I won't even be able to die!"

Can't even die!

The demon cultivators were suddenly terrified.

No one is more aware of the terrifying methods of those demons than the demon cultivator himself. The middle-aged monk just clicked on such a little, and the demon cultivators immediately trembled, like quails that have survived the winter.

"I...we didn't want to jump in line! Please don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong!"

Mo Xiu said in a hurry.

There were also demon cultivators shouting something loudly, trying to "draw a line" with the surrounding demon cultivators, constantly emphasizing their innocence.

More demon cultivators looked up at the sky in despair—the huge space crack in the sky seemed not far away, but the distance between them and the demon world could not be crossed even after a lifetime of effort?

Even when Moxiu thought of this, he couldn't help feeling sad, fell to the ground and cried loudly.

A gloomy cloud over the clearing.

"18 six! How can I wait... How can I wait..."

"Master is above, this disciple is not filial, and this disciple will no longer be able to lead our master to ascend to the Demon Realm—"

"Boss! Boss! Your spirit in heaven bless us not to end up like this..."

In this chaotic scene of howling ghosts and howling wolves, only one demon cultivator remained calm.

"They didn't say anything serious, all of you are really..."

Actor #[-] sighed deeply.

He separated from the messy group of demon cultivators, walked slowly to the side of the middle-aged monk, first saluted carefully, then held it with both hands, and handed the middle-aged monk a small storage bag.

"What? What's in that bag?"

Moxiu whispered behind him, but he ignored these people and only whispered to the middle-aged monk:

"My lord, Rong Jian, we don't want to join other people's teams, but just want to shorten the waiting time a little bit... as long as we can wait in our lifetime!"

He glanced at the demon cultivators around him, lowered his voice, and begged:

"I know that this request is a little too much, but for the sake of fellow demon cultivators, can you point us to a clear path?"

"Ming Lu..."

The middle-aged monk carefully weighed the storage bag in his hand, and his attitude changed slightly.

The rest of the demon cultivators found that things seemed to have changed, and they all stopped crying, and carefully watched the scene from the corner of their eyes.

Under their nervous gaze, the middle-aged monk didn't speak immediately, but put his spiritual sense into the storage bag first.

"I didn't expect you to have this?"

After just looking around, the middle-aged monk's face showed a faint joy, but the joy quickly subsided.He resealed the storage bag and carefully put it back in his arms.

The demon cultivators collided with each other happily.

There is a play!

He didn't immediately refuse!

In the expectant eyes of the demon cultivators, the middle-aged monk raised his fist and gently covered his lips after putting away the storage bag.

"Cough cough..."

He coughed twice first, then walked a few steps in a circle with his hands behind his back.It wasn't until the eyes of the demon cultivators were so anxious that they were about to burst into flames that the middle-aged monk finally opened his mouth pretending to be reserved.

"You mean, you want to shorten the waiting time?"

"It's not easy."

He sighed loudly.

"It doesn't have to be shortened too much."

A magician came forward with a smile on his face:

"As long as we can wait until..."

"Ask you to wait?"

The middle-aged monk raised his eyelids, and glanced at the demon cultivators with disgust:

"According to your cultivation base, if you want to be ranked in your lifetime...unless you jump in the queue and reach the top [-]!"

"what?"

"Within a hundred!"

As soon as they heard the middle-aged demon cultivator say this, the hearts of the demon cultivators suddenly became cold.

Demon cultivators are not really fools. This lord just said a few minutes ago that most of the top ranked people are disciples and grandchildren of demon ancestors and gods...

The Demon Realm is a huge world, and the soaring demon ancestors and demon gods in it know a lot with their toes. What kind of simple person can be ranked among the top [-]?Want to join their team? !

I'm afraid that just as soon as I thought about it, there would be a huge magic weapon roaring from the void, and I would shoot myself as a small pancake of the same style as the leader...

"This... is there really no way?"

The demon cultivators looked at each other, almost desperate.

But at this time, the middle-aged monk suddenly laughed softly.

"You just need to wait until the day you enter the Demon Realm, right?"

"This... is indeed..."

The demon cultivators looked at him suspiciously.

The middle-aged monk walked around twice, and after pondering for a moment, he finally spoke:

"So, that's not impossible..."

"what?"

"what?"

"You really have a way?"

At first it seemed to be at the end of the mountain, but when it turned around, the willows were dark and the flowers were bright, and the demon cultivators all showed excited expressions.

Under the excited gaze of the demon cultivators, the middle-aged monk was about to speak, but suddenly stopped for some reason.

"Let me tell you in advance that this matter itself is absolutely confidential. Even if you don't agree with it after hearing it, you must never mention it to others."

He looked at the demon cultivators with a very serious tone.

The demon cultivators had no choice at all, so they did not hesitate at all. As soon as the middle-aged cultivator's words came out, the demon cultivators rushed to swear and swear - it seems that if someone dares to leak the secret, these demon cultivators present will immediately Two-thirds of it was wiped out.

The middle-aged monk was quite patient at this time, and even looked at the demon cultivators who did not swear one by one with their eyes.It wasn't until the last demon cultivator swore to the sky that he finally nodded and took out a thick stack of paper from the void.

"Wait, do you want to live forever?"

Holding the stack of papers on which the "contract" was written, he smiled innocently and harmlessly like a wolf grandma.

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