Travel through time and become a villain: Heroine, don’t come over!

Liu Wuwen was about to be furious, and the others were not optimistic either.

Zhang Er, the referee, even rushed onto the stage and beat up the contestants.

He was beaten badly. If someone hadn't stopped him, someone might have died.

When Liu Wuyou arrived, Zhang Er was yelling at the wild boar demon on the stage:

"Don't stop me, I will kill this shameless thing today!"

The wild boar demon on the stage was beaten so badly. Not only the head was swollen, but also many ribs were broken. The whole pig lay on the ground and groaned in pain.

Liu Wuyuan looked at Zhang Er with great confusion: "What on earth did a little pig demon in the Foundation Establishment stage do to make you so aggressive?"

Seeing that the person coming was Liu Wuwu, Zhang Er finally stopped thinking about beating him.

He looked fiercely at the wild boar on the stage and roared:

"This pig deserves to die! I asked him what his specialty was, and he said he had good kidneys. I was just wondering how this grandson was going to show off his good kidneys, when he pulled his wife on stage..."

Zhang Er was too embarrassed to continue what he said below, it was so annoying.

Liu Wuyou opened his eyes wide and said in disbelief: "In broad daylight, in full view of everyone, promulgating prostitution in broad daylight?"

Zhang Er nodded angrily:

"It's not over yet. It's halfway through. Another wild boar demon rushed onto the stage with a wooden stick and beat up the adulterer and the adulteress."

Liu Wuwen: "Wait a minute, let me figure it out first. Adulterer and adulterer? Are you saying that the one who was brought to the stage is not his wife?"

Zhang Er said with a wry smile: "That's right, it's not his wife who is on stage, but the neighbor's wife."

Liu Wuwen was speechless. He raised his head and glanced at the wild boar demon on the stage, and whispered:

"This shameless thing deserves to be beaten to death."

The most embarrassing people at this moment are the big bosses of the Demon Clan, and they never expected it.

It's just a competition, why are there so many monsters?

The matter on Zhang Er's side has not been resolved yet, and something happened on Qinglin's side.

A horse demon said that he was handsome and proposed to practice dual cultivation with Qinglin in public.

Qing Lin, this crazy woman, is much more ruthless than Zhang Er. Before Ma Yao finished speaking, Qinglin had already completed the physical castration for him.

That's fast, accurate and ruthless, and you don't have to worry about postoperative recovery at all.

Seeing that things were about to get serious, Liu Wuwu quickly stopped the game.

......

City Lord's Mansion

Liu Wuwu and his group sat across from the top ten clan leaders of Hundred Demon City.

Screen back left and right, close the door.

The hall fell into an eerie silence.

The reason why it was strange was that the big bosses of the demon clan all bowed their heads and remained silent, while the human clan representatives represented by Liu Wuwu all showed dissatisfaction.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Liu Wuwen was the first to speak: "That's the thing. Don't be silent, everyone. There are still a lot of people waiting outside. We can't just stay like this."

The heads of the demon clan bosses were lowered, and no one was willing to take up Liu Wuwu's words.

Helpless Liu Wuwu could only continue:

"To be honest, the quality of the people in Baiyao City is so bad that it surprises me. If you do this, who would dare to recruit guards here?"

As soon as these words came out, the clan leaders immediately became anxious.

"Master Liu, please don't! There are only a few people with low quality. Most of the monsters are still simple and kind-hearted."

"Mr. Liu, please think again. My dog ​​is very good, you must meet him."

"Master Liu, just wait, I'm going to kill those bastards outside and feed them to the dogs."

......

Seeing everyone's anger, Liu Wuwu waved his hand to signal everyone to stop talking.

"I have an idea for your reference."

Seeing that things were about to turn around, all the demons looked at Liu Wuwu with hope.

Liu Wuwen: "One hundred thousand contestants is really too much. The quality is mixed, and most of them are useless. Otherwise, your ten major families will select a thousand demon clans to enter the semi-finals. After the reduction, a few of us will enter for interviews. How about ?”

And such good things?

The great demons were so happy that they almost laughed out loud, and some even began to think about how to get more places for their own family members.

Liu Wuwu seemed to have read the thoughts of the monsters and added:

"The children of your ten major families can only occupy 90% of these thousand people, and the remaining 10% must be reserved for the common people."

This is not because Liu Wuwu is so kind, he is just worried about the people making trouble.

Don't worry about the shortage but the inequality. Give the people something sweet, so that they will be stable.

After reaching an agreement, Liu Wuwen and his party left the city lord's palace, while the heads of the ten clans discussed behind closed doors how to distribute the one thousand places.

On the way back, Liu Wuwu took out a piece of dried meat from his storage bag and handed it to Miss Fox behind him.

Little Sister Fox hesitated: "For...for me?"

Liu Wuwu nodded:

"Your stomach keeps growling. If you're not hungry, you're hungry."

Little Miss Fox took the dried meat with a red face and took small bites.

Liu Wuwu continued to take out a few spiritual stones from his arms and handed them to Miss Fox:

"I'll give you half a day off. Go home and explain. You'll move to our place tomorrow. By the way, you know where I live, right?"

Miss Fox nodded with red eyes.

It had been a long time since anyone had been so kind to her.

After Miss Fox left, Zhang Er came up to him with a playful smile: "Senior brother, are you planning to eat meat?"

Liu Wuwu rolled his eyes at Zhang Er and said speechlessly: "You kid, if you dare to talk nonsense again, I will tell Sister Shi all your nonsense."

Zhang Er curled his lips and didn't dare to say anything. Liu Wuyuan, a bastard, could do anything.

At the same time, the patriarchs of the ten major families in Baiyao City almost got into a fight over the quota of the nine hundred people.

It would be simple if this was just a math problem. Nine hundred divided by ten, each family has ninety disciples.

Simple, clear, and gratifying.

But this is not a mathematical problem, but a political problem.

The ten surnames of the Yao Clan are Hou Lu Song Bai Qing and Lu Ming Crocodile Shi Yuan.

The Lu family has money and is willing to pay to buy places from other families.

The Crocodile family is strong and wants to seize the spot.

The Yuan family has the most children and feels that it should occupy more places.

......

Anyway, every family has its own reasons, and no one is willing to give in.

In the end, Hou Tong, who was the city lord and head of the Hou family, took the initiative to offer nine places to everyone, and this ended the farce.

Negotiations lasted from noon to dusk

After having some tea, City Master Hou took his eldest son Hou Jin to personally send all the big guys out one by one.

After everyone dispersed, Hou Jin asked cautiously: "Father, is there anything wrong with what you did?"

Hou Tong knew that he was talking about giving up the quota. Although he was a little angry, he still explained patiently: "Jin'er, the human race is strong and the demon race is weak. If we don't unite, we and the demon race will never be able to succeed. .”

Hou Jin said dissatisfied: "Even if you do this, who will be grateful to our Hou family?"

"I......"

Just as City Master Hou was about to explain, he suddenly frowned and looked at the door of his house in disbelief.

"Hou You, why are you back?"

In the darkness, a blood-red monkey knelt down in front of Hou Tong with a cry.

"Sir, trouble is coming!"

Hou Tong was about to bend down to help Hou You up, when he suddenly realized that he was carrying a corpse with no arms and legs behind him, like a bloody gourd.