I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

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The young girl who came riding a small electric donkey brought a takeaway food box to the counter and bowed deeply: "Lingsang, your beef rice bowl is ready!"

Ling Ping, who was playing the game, did not look up, and replied, "Let it go there!"

"Please take your time! Remember the five-star praise!" The girl bowed again.

"Must!" Lingping reached out his hand and made an ok gesture.

But the girl did not leave immediately, instead she stood in front of the counter.

After Ling had finished playing the game, she looked up and found that the girl was still standing in front of the counter.

"What's the matter?" Lingping asked: "Miss Chiba, what's the matter?"

The girl held a very beautifully printed pamphlet, handed it to Ling Ping An, and then bowed deeply: "Excuse me, Lingsang!"

"I want to ask you especially, please take a moment to read this booklet!"

Lingping took it and found it was a brochure.

On the cover is a beautiful girl wearing a traditional Fuso kimono, with a standard regular script written on it, saying'Fuso entering China requires your key vote!'.

When I opened the booklet, it was full of exquisite pictures and carefully crafted text.

There is a beautiful view of the cherry blossoms of Mt. Fuji, as well as the ancient gardens of Kyoto and the annual festival in Akihabara.

There are more famous celebrities in Fusang history.

Master Jianzhen is in c position as usual.

In addition, there are three hundred years of friendship between the Fusang people and the people of the Federal Empire.

And a course of exquisite Fuso cuisine.

At the end of the brochure, there is the most famous sentence in the history of Fusang: The mountains and rivers are different, the wind and the moon are the same.

The girl nervously watched Ling'an turning over the booklet, then bowed deeply, pitifully requesting: "Lingsang, in the September election this year, can you vote for the Datong faction who supports Fusang's entry into China?"

"please!"

Lingping looked at the pitiful beautiful girl in front of her, thinking about Fuso's cuisine and beautiful scenery, and nodded: "Okay! I promised you!"

"Thank you! Thank you!" The girl bowed gratefully.

But Lingping shook his head in his heart.

Even if this year’s general election, the Datong faction wins and gets the power to form a cabinet.

It is not so easy for the Fusang Kingdom to merge into the Federation and become a member of the Federation family.

The Silla Kingdom next door has worked hard for this matter for a hundred years.

But every time it was a little bit worse.

Always can only be an observer of the Federal Empire.

Because this matter requires a referendum by citizens of the entire Federal Empire.

The approval of more than half of the citizens participating in the referendum is required to initiate the legal process of joining the Federal Empire.

The population of the Federation, although occupying 60% of the population of the entire Federation Empire, has an absolute advantage.

However, local people are very low in voting enthusiasm for such matters.

It is great to have 20% of the population willing to participate in such boring voting.

Two years ago, the Kingdom of Silla launched all of their influential entertainment stars in the Federation to build momentum.

Fifty-five large-scale "Silla in China Charity Concerts" were held in 17 cities in the federal territory.

One by one is super top-ranking, bowing to tens of thousands of fans, please.

TV stations and news portals broadcast documentaries and advertisements about Silla in turn.

In the end, the local turnout rate did not exceed 35 percent.

Therefore, the referendum proposal was rejected by the Southern Zhou Kingdom and the Northern Zhou Kingdom, which had more than 70% and 80% turnout.

So, these things, Lingping felt that they were just showing off.

The Fusang Kingdom and the Silla Kingdom had to do this every time they changed their cabinets to explain to the country.

I am afraid that even people in Silla and Fusang are not so enthusiastic about this matter.

Only these expatriates living in the Federal Territory would be so enthusiastic.

Lifting his head, Lingping saw the Fusang girl, still not leaving, looking at herself stupidly.

"What's the matter?" He was surprised.

"Nothing..." The other party bowed and said, "It's just that Lingsang doesn't seem to be wearing glasses today!"

Lingping reached out her hand and touched her eyes, and laughed: "Indeed, I forgot to wear glasses today..."

He picked up his glasses from the counter and put them on.

As a result, Lingping discovered that after wearing the glasses, he couldn't see things clearly.

This is really strange!

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Under the copper pot, the firewood was burning wantonly.

Guru Guru, the boiling holy water, began to evaporate.

The babbling in the ear became stronger and stronger.

Han Li sat beside him blankly as if bewitched by something.

In the bag, the three harpy's hearts still beating, struggling desperately.

The dead grass collected from the human face spider's nest is soaked in thick sulfur water.

Han Li was holding a military dagger he didn't know where he picked it up from, and he cut the roots of these necrotic grass bit by bit.

The bright red sap, like blood, came out.

Ahead, in the corner where the fire is shining, several gargoyles have their wings and limbs cut off, struggling and wailing weakly.

"Almost there!" Han Li said.

She grabbed a heart, put it in a stone mortar, and sprinkled a handful of salt diluted with holy water.

The heart beat violently in the salt and holy water.

Ignoring all of this, Han Li walked towards the corner blankly, grabbed a gargoyle with one hand, and dragged it to the stone mortar.

With a burst of spiritual power in his hand, he understood this ghost cleanly.

In the green smoke, she grabbed the ashes left by the gargoyle and threw it into the stone mortar.

"Anything is fresh and best!" she said.

Then he waved his dagger, plunged into the heart in the stone mortar, and stirred vigorously.

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At night, the business of the bookstore remained the same.

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"Oh!" Lingping sighed, and if this continues, the bookstore will no longer be able to sustain it.

I'm afraid I have to go home and write a novel.

Thinking of novels, it seems to be a little inspired now?

He turned on the computer on the counter and crackled the start code.

Finally finished a chapter and uploaded it.

After half a novel, Ling Pingan deliberately opened the author's backstage and looked at this chapter.

There are three comments in total.

On the first floor: sofa.

The second floor means: the floor.

Finally, a sentence was posted on the third floor: Author, you are not an eunuch!I have been reading books for so many years, and I have seen a lot of people on the street. It’s the first time I’ve seen someone like you who are both on the street and refuse to update them!

The spirit of Qi is about to crawl along the network cable and beat the goods violently.

After thinking about it, Ling Ping'an is fine.

Writing novels is just an interest.

Playing games is a hobby.

Just plan to play a few more games.

God messed with ghosts, he opened his novel page, and then his eyes lit up and saw a person who was rewarding one hundred reading coins.

"Have someone finally recognized me?" Lingping was overjoyed.

Looking at the ID again, Lingping resolutely cut back to the author's backstage and found the third article in this chapter, adding it without hesitation!

The reader is God, and the reward is the God of Creation.

Gotta provide it!

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In the copper pot, the boiling holy water was tumbling.

The harpy's heart and gargoyle ashes spilled in, struggling in it.

There seems to be a shadow like an injustice, wailing in the boiling holy water.

Han Li's eyes stared at the copper pot.

In my ears, the babble became stronger and stronger.

The dead grass in his hand has been cleaned up.

The rhizome was removed, and the stem network was cut off.

Now, just the last procedure.

Wait for the holy water to collect the juice.

In the corner, a few gargoyles who never knew what they were afraid of shivered.

For the first time, these human ghosts, who have never feared, have an emotion of fear.

It seemed that what was in front of them was not a seventeen-year-old human girl.

It is the demon god who rules everything in the abyss hell.

Finally, the holy water in the copper pot evaporates, leaving the last bit of foam.

Han Li resolutely threw the necromancy grass he was holding in his hand.

As soon as the necromancy grass entered the copper pot, billowing green smoke rose.

The howl in the copper pot came into my ears.

But Han Li laughed instead.

The seventeen-year-old girl looks very good when she smiles.

She leaned down, revealing her swan-like neck.

In the copper pot, the remaining smoke was scattered, and a pure white pill was spinning inside.

This is the Elixirs!

Han Li did not hesitate to grab the pill from the hot copper pot and swallowed it as soon as he raised his head.

When the pill entered her abdomen, her body immediately became hot.

The skin seems to be cracked.

This made her pretty face deformed, and in her body, there seemed to be a shadow with goat horns and a pair of wings, trying to break free from it.

"Don't think about it!" Han Li laughed. Although she was in pain, she knew she had succeeded.

This ghost sealed in her body will eventually become her nourishment!

And she will also become the first demon hunter who can freely control and determine her own destiny.

The chattering in the ear continued.

Under the urging of babbling, Han Li raised the military dagger in his hand and pierced it into his heart fiercely!

In the pain, the witcher smiled.

Because she knew that she was free.

but……

Are you really free?

The chattering in the ear made her feel in a trance.

"Anyway..." Han Li looked at the dagger pierced into his heart and pulled it out.

Han Li stood up amid the stern wailing.

The wound on her chest healed quickly.

With a slight wave of his hand, a scarlet whip appeared in his hand.

"Abyss Master, Demon Genus, Succubus Family, Double Horn Succubus..."

This was learned from babbling, the name of the ghost that was sealed or temporarily parasitized in her body.

The United Nations National Security Organization rated it as an A-level ghost.

One of the middle demons recorded in the "Investigation Report of the Lower Abyss" in the arms.

And now, it has been completely wiped out.

Destroyed in his body by a human demon hunter.

And deprive it of all its power!

The price is just listening to a bit of babbling, and the body may show some characteristics of the succubus in the future, a very cost-effective deal!

In the flames, Han Li turned his head.

In the corner, those gargoyles did not even dare to move.