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This kind of uncommon ghost can also come easily, and everyone is slightly curious while admiring it, how this person suddenly appeared in the borderland. Lu Liudao: "In recent years, the invasion of the demons has become more and more serious, and even other evil spirits have also poured into the world. I'm afraid a war is imminent... oh, haven't you asked your celestial name yet?"

Shen Qingqiu's sentence, "Hehe, I'm just going down is not good. The first master of Qingjing Peak of the Cangqiong Mountain in the Central Plains cultivates the elegant sword Shen Qingqiu." Before reaching his throat, he made a sharp turn. It was so dangerous, so dangerous, I almost reported an old number. He couldn't think of another name for a while, and after pondering for a moment, he decided to spit out four words: "Peerless huáng melon."

It has been decided that the past is like a smoke. From now on, will use the ID of this book review area for many years.

After speaking, Shen Qingqiu floated away. Only one room was left in the petrified wind.

After a long while, the newcomer murmured, "What he just said was... peerless... what is it?"

Lu Liu guessed: "Peerless...Huáng flower?"

"Isn't it a peerless crown?"

"No no no, it seems to be a peerless wild flower!"

Shen Qingqiu stepped out a few feet away, and the soles of his feet slipped.

Well, let's think about it again, change the title...

The author has something to say:

☆、Chapter 45 The culture of the demons

Folding fan.

A folding fan with silk surface on a white background and landscape splashed with ink.

Shen Qingqiu swiped the ground and fanned out, shaking it in front of his chest, his long hair and beard flying together.

The image is not very good, and it is slightly inconsistent with the props, but it doesn't matter.

I have a folding fan in hand, and I have a B sharp weapon.

Shen Qingqiu stepped on the rock and said, "Tell me. What is your intention when you sneak into the human world?"

There were a bunch of people huddled in front of him, ah no, they were demons. Although the two are basically indistinguishable from the outside.

The one at the front said tremblingly, "Uh, you usually just... steal some gadgets from the Human World and take them back to exchange for something."

The demons do not have a unified currency, so they exchange things more often, if they see the right eye, they will change it. As far as the craftsmanship and artistic taste of the demons are concerned, an ordinary piece of embroidery is considered a first-class handicraft for them. Therefore, all kinds of things in the Human World are actually very popular on their side. And the least valuable are the various special effects spar on the bad street of the Demon World.

But being on the streets of the Demon Race doesn't mean that there is no market in the Human World!

Shen Qingqiu snapped his fans together and said solemnly: "This ghostly place where birds don't poop and lay eggs, the production level is backward, the economy is underdeveloped, and the people's happiness index is generally below the average level. , it really shouldn't."

The little devil was bewildered.

How could he remember that when he was caught, this... master was also stealing... ah no, borrowing clothes to wear?

There is also this folding fan that is fanning happily.

Shen Qingqiu thought to himself, I have no choice but to keep on walking around wearing clothes from the soil like a savage, right?

However, it opened up his mind. If you can provide legitimate small commodity channels for these little devils who only dared to steal and touch dogs in the past, maybe they can open up a new world of farming and making a fortune in this world dominated by cultivation and fighting monsters?

Shen Qingqiu had nothing to do with himself, and felt that if he wanted to accept his younger brother, he had to learn about the living habits of both parties. He said cheerfully, "Do you eat carrion?"

The little devils shook their heads in unison. Shen Qingqiu was about to breathe a sigh of relief, when he heard the headed little devil say emotionally: "Eh, daddy said, rotten meat is something that big families can afford..."

Shen Qingqiu: "Enough."

It's not a matter of economic level at all! Luo Binghe is big enough after he ascends to the top of the Demon Realm, right? Why haven't I seen him like this kind of food!

After a pause, he changed the question: "What's your name?"

The first replied: "Six balls."

Shen Qingqiu: "What do you mean?"

Six fairways: "Because when Ee was born, Ee's father hugged him and said that it was as heavy as six balls."

Shen Qingqiu: "..."

what ball? Shot put or table tennis? ! There is absolutely no meaning to such a name [.

The rest scrambled to report their names, each one couldn't bear to hear it, but they seemed to be very proud of it.

Is it this pragmatic style that the commoners of the Demon Race are named after!

There is no surname culture in the Mozu, and their names are extremely unrestrained and bold. Those military generals who climbed up from the Diǎosi stratum at first glance, such as the Sky Hammer elder, or the one-armed elder, the title is very speechless. But if you were from a noble family, such as Mo Beijun, Sha Hualing, or Luo Binghe's father Tianlangjun, the name situation would be slightly better.

Shen Qingqiu suddenly thought that, fortunately, Luo Binghe wasn't thrown into the Demon Realm and picked up. If he was adopted by the commoners of the Demon Race, according to this style, he might have a name that looked like his parents had a grudge against him.

What should call him?

cover face?

No no no, there should be more groundbreaking. remember a girl in the original book shyly expressed that Luo Binghe was very sloppy in that respect. There are countless 3,000-night royals in the harem, and one can shoot it anywhere. After thousands of years, it can still be as strong as ever. In fact, the title of Peerless Huáng Melon is also quite suitable for Luo Binghe. But since he was already occupied, Luo Binghe might as well be called... Tianzhu?