Code Farmer Comprehension

  Chapter 822 Miserable Vine Clan

  If it was such a wild place in the previous life, Zhang Deming knew that it would definitely be popular and world-renowned.

   Those who are looking for excitement, those who want to play with other races, those who are looking forward to some wonderful encounters, in short, both normal and abnormal people definitely want to hang out.

  But Hongmeng... should, probably be despised!

  For Hongmeng cultivators, being pure-hearted and ascetic, cultivating one’s morality and self-cultivation is not something to talk about. What was thought to be prudish in the previous life is really the original cultivation of most people here.

  Many overhauls, I really can’t see this kind of ‘stimulation’, I feel filthy. Those who are wild and wild will not be considered rough and heroic, but probably a group of uncivilized beasts!

  Let’s not talk about this place, even the American Emperor in the previous life, in the eyes of Hongmeng, who cultivated his morality, would probably be unsightly!

  So, the humanities of Hongmeng still have a huge gap. But Zhang Deming thinks that this city is quite interesting, and it is also good to relax occasionally and see new scenery, um, just to see the scenery!

   "You really don't hate this place?" Sensing Zhang Deming's mood, Shen Lingjun asked curiously.

   "Why do you hate it? I think it's pretty good!" Zhang Deming replied while browsing with interest.

"Very good? Huo, for so many years, you are the first Liuhe human race major repair who has come here without a bad face. You have given such a high evaluation." Shen Lingjun replied, and the dislike of Wan Yao City in the words was all over the place. A little smaller.

  Zhang Deming smiled and said: "Aren't you monsters outspoken? Do you still care about these evaluations?"

   "Hehe!" Shen Lingjun smiled, but didn't reply.

  At this time, Zhang Deming also stopped moving forward, and turned his head to look at the back of the road.

  At this moment, at the corner of the street where he was, there was a group of strangely dressed people with uneven looks, um, Dryad? poured in.

   If Zhang Deming's perception is not wrong, this group of people seems to be targeting him.

   "My lord, you are back! It's been eighty years, and you haven't been a Hui for eighty years. The little ones thought you didn't want us anymore!"

   While Zhang Deming was puzzled, an ugly monster with a flower on his head and two dry brown vines on his arms suddenly knelt down in front of Zhang Deming, hugged his leg, and whimpered with snot.

  Zhang Deming: "..."

  Suddenly encountered such a strange thing, Zhang Deming froze there because he didn't know the situation, so he didn't rush to avoid it!

   "This can't be your subordinate, right?" Zhang Deming looked at him and knelt on the ground, hugging his leg and crying.

   There was a group of kneeling behind him, some were dumbfounded, some were crying about a bunch of strange creatures, the corners of their mouths couldn't help but twitch.

   "En!" Shen Lingjun replied indifferently, and then a wave of information rushed towards Zhang Deming. When Zhang Deming touched it, he found that it was a lot of memory information.

   "If it's not troublesome, help me go to the clan for a while. The Yuteng clan... I'm just a great sage. I haven't returned to the clan in the past thousand years. It should be really difficult under the oppression of the demons."

  After sorting out the information in his mind, and listening to Shen Lingjun's words, Zhang Deming really had the urge to roll his eyes, and suddenly realized that this Shen Lingjun is really not a qualified demon king, he is already very tempting!

   Probably a typical character who has been in the human race for a long time and has been invaded by culture too much. He already subconsciously disliked the monster race and became close to the human race. Zhang Deming clearly felt it along the way.

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After a while, after Zhang Deming sorted out the information, his complexion became a little dark, and he looked at the strange flower under his feet in the tone of God Lingjun, and sighed: "It's the white vine. It must be difficult for me to be away these years. It's really hard." is you!"

  The strange wood demon holding his leg and crying, trembled a bit, looked up at Zhang Deming and said: "The white vine is not bitter, just come back, Wang!"

  Zhang Deming looked around at the people kneeling in front of him, some looked at him indifferently, some looked down in misery, and some looked forward.

  He was silent for a moment, looked around at the crowd watching the excitement, and said: "Let's go, take a look at the Hui people, don't let others see the jokes of our Vine people."

   "Okay, okay, Hui, Hui, my king please!" The strange flower named Bai Teng stood up excitedly, and led Zhang Deming to a corner of the city, and the rest of the rattan monsters followed silently one by one.

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   Just like that, Zhang Deming was led by him to a dark corner at the edge of Wan Yao City, and then stopped.

  In the corner, there is a dilapidated street, like a poor kiln.

   Probably knowing that Zhang Deming is back, people from the whole street came out and looked at him with different expressions at the intersection.

  It was completely different from what Zhang Deming thought, because this group of people... looked like refugees fleeing from a refugee.

   No, beggar outfits are all overrated, they are just some rotten cloth. Looking at the miserable streets of the rattan clan in front of him, Zhang Deming didn't know how to complain.

   This looks worse than the poor kiln, isn't it a bit too miserable?

  At least there is a Liuhe demon king, this is a jerk...

  Originally, the entire grass and tree demon clan belonged to the marginal race in Wan Yao City. After all, it is too difficult for them to become enlightened, and the population is scarce.

  And each body, no matter for demons or humans, is an extremely precious tonic.

  Because of this, for many monster races, Wanyao City is a place that can be entered or not, but for grass and tree monsters, it is the safest place.

   Don't look at the unsatisfactory life here, but the bitterness is better than being eaten by people all day long, or being caught by people, bloodletting and eating meat every day.

  In addition, it looks big here, but compared to the entire Hengduan Mountain Range, it doesn't seem big, and there is not enough space at all.

   And the whole vegetation belongs to the demon clan, and its status is not high. The Vine family is a smaller branch. If it weren't for Shenlingjun being a great sage, the living sage would have been even worse, and he wouldn't even be qualified to own a large-scale ethnic street.

  Probably because of this, many rattans yearn for the city of the human race. Most of the grass and tree monsters have tragic childhood experiences, coupled with their gentle nature, they are doomed to hope to survive in the civilized world, and they are very disgusted with the barbaric world.

  If it weren't for these various reasons, as the great demon king of heaven and earth, it would be impossible for Shen Lingjun to hate the monster race.

   Along the way, Zhang Deming saw many strange tree people, many miserable children, like refugees, living in this wooden house-style street, and rarely set foot outside the street.

  (end of this chapter)