I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

You can search for "I'm Really Not a Demon Search Novel (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!Ling Ping Ping lay on the chair, patted his full stomach, and swiped his phone comfortably, in the group and a group of friends blowing the sky.

"Do you know?" Someone in the penguin group typed mysteriously, "Today, in the Kingdom of Flange over Qin Lu, Yin Soldiers appeared in broad daylight..."

"I was teasing my sister at the Arc de Triomphe. As soon as I teased, I saw a ghost of an old guard from two hundred years ago, carrying the flag, singing military songs, and walking through the streets!"

"Now the French are crazy!"

Lingping looked at it, couldn't help but laughed, then typed and asked: "Are there any photos?"

"Yes... Countless people took photos at the time, and I took them too!" The man said, "But the negatives that came out were nothing..."

"How weird!"

Lingping shook his head and thought: "Here is another trick!"

"It's a pity that buddies are not eight years old..."

"What the Bermuda Triangle, the water monsters of Loch Ness, the aliens of the Northern Zhou..."

"I can't lie to my buddies anymore!"

When I was about to turn off the penguin, I found an avatar in the communication bar started to move.

After a quick look, he sat up quickly.

Then I clicked on the avatar and saw the message sent by the other party.

Mung Bean: Peace, fishing?

Ping An is his pen name, and Mung Dou is his editor.

No!

Ling Ping'an denied it, typing his answer: Editor-in-chief, you must believe me, I never fish.

Mung Bean: Ha ha...

Lingping knew that the trick was seen through, and had to type: Editor in chief, I really didn't fish, I was just looking for material and inspiration!

The other party was too familiar with him, so he typed immediately: You write the new beginning as soon as possible!

Ok!

Lingping fully agreed.

Then, he put down the phone and said to himself: "I really have to think about what I have written!"

This novel writing is after all an interest.

His enthusiasm is still very high.

So he turned on his mobile phone, cut into the novel reading software, and began to find novels with good grades from the rankings.

To write novels, learning is very important.

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A small federal business jet landed slowly at Jiangcheng Airport.

Situ He, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately greeted him.

The cabin door opened, and a serious-looking man in his forties walked down.

"Your Excellency, welcome!" Guangnan Governor Wang Andao first stepped forward and shook hands with the visitors: "Please, your Excellency, after returning to Beijing, be sure to convey to Your Majesty the sincerity of the Minister to His Majesty and the loyalty to the Federation!"

Although the imperial royal family has been ruled for two hundred years.

However, the reputation and prestige of the royal family are still extremely prosperous.

Especially with the passage of time and the development of the times.

There will always be some widows and children who miss the past in this world.

In the Federal Empire, the Republicans are the centralized representatives of these people.

It just so happens that Wang Andao's position is biased towards the Republicans.

"Duke Wang is serious!" Zhang Hui just nodded slightly.

The attitude of the royal family to general government has been consistent for two hundred years-ruling through the arch.

After all, whether the central office or the magistrates, the citizens of the Federal Empire choose one person, one vote.

They are representatives of heaven.

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The emperor is the emperor.

How can the son instruct and command the representatives of the parents casually?

Isn't that filial piety?

Without much greeting with these local officials, Zhang Hui walked towards Situ He.

The hands of the two were held together tightly.

"Your Excellency..." Situ He released his hand, and handed the prepared material bag forward: "This is the relevant materials organized by the subordinate..."

"Yeah!" Zhang Hui didn't say much: "Let's go to the car and talk in detail!"

Half an hour later, Zhang Hui ended the greetings with the local generals and boarded the special car Situ He had prepared for him.

Sitting in the back seat of the large car, Zhang Hui took out the materials from the material bag and looked at it carefully.

"Um..." He put down the materials in his hand and said to Situ He: "Has the half-life determined?"

"Yeah!" Situ He replied, "Bachelor Zeng Jing, after careful calculations, it is concluded that the half-life of both clothes and psionic substances extracted from domestic waste is stable for one hour!"

"Every hour, their energy level drops by half!"

"Six or seven hours have passed now... the psionic substances extracted from domestic garbage have become normal..."

"The protective power of those clothes has dropped to Grade B vests!"

"Hiss!" Zhang Hui took a breath after hearing this.

He understands what it means.

This means that the goal itself is an unimaginable existence.

Everything around him will be infected by the psychic energy emanating from him unconsciously.

"Is there a way to slow the decay of this half-life?" Zhang Hui asked.

"It's still testing..." Situ He was full of confidence about this: "The subordinate believes that as long as there are enough samples tested, a way can always be found!"

"Yeah!" Zhang Hui nodded, and then he flipped through the relevant information files.

"Target's parents died in Kunlun Prefecture 14 years ago..."

"His mother's younger sister served as his guardian...until she graduated from university..."

"Have you checked the target's past behavior?" Zhang Hui asked.

"In the name of social research and survey, the subordinates surveyed the teachers and classmates of the target universities, high schools, junior high schools, and elementary schools..."

"It's very interesting..."

"Most of the interviewees said that they didn't remember well or replied,'It seems that there is such a person, but it has been too long and it has been unclear'. Only one or two people can name the target after being reminded..."

"Huh?" Zhang Hui didn't quite understand, "Is there a problem?"

"If you say one or two like this, of course it's okay..." Situ He said: "But if most people say that, there must be a problem!"

Zhang Hui nodded, then congratulated Situ: "Will there be the fog you mentioned tonight?"

"Subordinates are not so sure!" Situ He couldn't be sure.

"Then tonight, I'll try it!"

"Does General Situ want to be together?"

Situ He heard this and shook his head: "Subordinates feel that it is better not to be easily alarmed..."

"Because of the goal, it's so mysterious!"

He remembered everything he had seen last night, and so far he has lingering fears.

"It doesn't matter!" Zhang Hui said easily: "We need to contact him sooner or later!"

"To determine his attitude and likes and dislikes..."

Situ He had no choice but to nod his head: "The subordinates should be respectful, it is better to follow orders!"

But I don't know why, and I feel a little bit distressed.

"Don't be afraid!" Zhang Hui patted Situ He on the shoulder: "Since all the activities and trajectories of the target show, he has no malice towards the Federation and the surroundings..."

"Don't worry too much!"

"That's right!" Zhang Hui took out an invitation from her arms and handed it to Situ He: "The little girl will get married on the third day of the next month. If General Situ is free, please come by!"

Situ He took the invitation and nodded again and again: "Subordinates must be here!"