I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Once entering the canyon is as deep as the sea, and since then it has been a passerby.

After fighting in the canyon, I don’t know how long, until the sky darkened, Ling Ping raised his head and looked at the wall clock on the wall.

It's almost seven o'clock.

Touching his groaning belly, Lingping turned off the game and opened the takeaway software.

He ordered a beef bowl as usual.

Then I searched the night snack shop last night and found that it was no longer found on the takeaway software.

He clicked on the search software again and searched for the name of the shop "Xiao Ke Seafood". As a result, no traces of this supper on all web pages were found.

"It seems that something really happened to this takeaway shop!" He sighed, "It's hard to find a delicious late-night snack shop. It's just gone... What a pity!"

His tongue is very tricky!

This can be known from the fact that he only eats fixed breakfast shops and fixed takeaway shops.

Food, in front of his tongue, is almost impossible to hide!

Even if there is only a little peculiar smell, his tongue can taste it keenly.

His tongue even tasted the marinated taste of meat during processing.

Fresh or not, you can taste it in one bite.

He can even taste the origin of the meat!

It's a natural chef tongue!

Therefore, his cooking skills are also impeccable!

It's just that Lingping is too salted fish, as long as he can order a delicious takeout, he will not do it himself.

Just like he would never go shopping as long as he could make do with it.

The clothes are dirty and thrown into the laundry.

Buy shower gel and shampoo online.

Get haircut every three months, and have a physical examination every six months.

You may not go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables once a year.

The good news is that because the nearby industrial park has gradually moved away, there is no dust in the kitchen.

And because the climate in Jiangcheng is relatively dry, the rice and oil bought for the New Year’s Eve dinner years ago were all clean.

Turn on the TV at will, it's news time again.

"Since the beginning of summer, typhoons have hit inland in many Southeast Asian countries one after another!" The announcer's voice came from the TV, and an inland area hit by the typhoon appeared on the TV screen.

A large number of houses were blown down by strong winds.

Countless buildings were soaked in the flood.

The helpless victims were melancholy.

"At the request of the Kingdom of Luzon, the Republic of Lanfang, the Kingdom of Sanfoqi and the Kingdom of Jiaozhi, the natural disaster relief force of the Federal Empire will begin to provide necessary technical support and personnel guidance to the local disaster-stricken areas!"

"At the same time, the central cabinet of the Federal Empire will hold a cabinet meeting tomorrow to discuss and vote on the resolutions on sending troops to assist the disaster-stricken countries!"

Lingping watched the news and sighed silently.

To be honest, if he hadn't read the news, he would have almost forgotten that there are so many neighboring countries in Nanyang.

These small countries, like pearls, are connected in series in Southeast Asia.

A long time ago, the countries in the territory were the tributary and vassal states of the ancient federal empire.

Before and after the founding of the Federal Empire, the area was successively occupied and infiltrated by the Qin and Lu colonists.

After the establishment of the Federal Empire, of course, such things that violate humanity and morality cannot be allowed to continue.

Thus, with the support of the Taizu and Taizong of the Federal Empire, the Southeast Asian countries won their independence.

Then they became a member of the Federal Empire Economic Circle.

In general, they have no sense of existence.

Because they are too small, they are basically exporters of agricultural products or raw materials.

Approximately, it will only appear in the sight of the federal people when it encounters a natural disaster and needs assistance.

After all, they are not like Fusang and Silla, who have long-term close contacts with the Federal Empire, and even less like these two countries, who have to push for a referendum on China after a short distance. They are full of sense of existence and want to be ignored. It's hard!

After reading the news, the takeaway was delivered.

The Fusang girl was as lively as before. She put the take-out meal box she sent on the counter and enthusiastically introduced: "Lingsang, this is the beef rice bowl you want!"

"Today's beef is carefully selected top-quality Wagyu beef from the Osaka area. I hope you like it!"

"In addition, I will give you an extra sea urchin soup!"

As Lingping listened, he couldn't help but move his index finger.

"Thank you so much for Qianye Sauce!" He said: "Every time I prepare the best food for me!"

Recently, the food delivery level of Chiba's has really risen linearly.

Lingping's tongue can be tasted as soon as it is tasted. They are all top ingredients.

The standard has been greatly improved compared to the past, but the price has not increased.

For this, Lingping's heart is really grateful to those wealthy capital.

That's great!

These capitalists, the more the better!

Of course, he is also very grateful to Chiba Michiko and her family. Without their superb cooking skills, he would not be able to eat such good food.

"You are polite!" Chiba Michiko bowed deeply: "Customer satisfaction is our honor!"

This little Fusang fox girl, recently really feels that her life is full of light!

With the injection of federal capital, she and her family's food business has really risen step by step.

The guests are satisfied, and her family can still make money.

Her mother has been preparing to buy a house recently!

This is one of the highest ideals of all refugees: to have a property of their own in this country.

So the little fox girl is now full of gratitude.

Gratitude for this country, gratitude for the guests I met, and gratitude for life.

This makes her happy all the time.

The whole person is always filled with happiness.

Sending away the cheerful little Fusang girl, Lingping took the takeaway food box, sat at the counter, and ate deliciously.

The kitten Best, squatting beside him, moistened a piece of beef or a spoonful of sea urchin soup from time to time.

The food was swept away, and the spirit patted his stomach peacefully and contentedly.

"Cool!" he said.

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Elizabeth's arm suddenly turned into a multi-barreled Gatling gun.

The steam turbine in her body is running at high speed, and flesh and blood are pumped into it, converted into huge energy, and then turned into depleted uranium armor-piercing bombs full of mechanical brilliance.

Boom boom boom!

The descendant of the evil **** on the opposite side was shattered by the depleted uranium armor-piercing projectile she fired.

The tentacles were directly interrupted.

Its huge body shook and collapsed, splashing countless dust and smoke.

Elizabeth opened the "Mechanical Gospel", and the will of steel appeared in her.

She stepped forward, chanting the mechanical gospel.

"Bell the bell once, push the lever, start the piston and the engine..."

As she chanted, the son of the evil **** that had collapsed was gradually dissolved by the power of steel.

In the end, the flesh and blood of this huge evil god's heir was condensed into a crystal clear crystal.

This is a spar with higher purity than the previous Cthulhu Crystal.

It was also what Elizabeth was looking for.

"Twenty-five!" She counted the spar she had obtained: "I can already go into the mist again to buy a more sacred mechanical scripture!"

She thought about her experience in the mist.

In the end, the master in the mist said: "Of course it is to use machinery and steel to take it from the evil **** and his minions!"

"Twenty-five, it should be almost enough!"

So, she started to set off, and the whole person turned into a mechanical aircraft and returned to the direction of the steel altar.

An hour later, she fell into the steel altar.

Countless believers raised their heads and looked at her, this mechanical nun, the steel bhikuni.

The elect of the spirit of omnipotence, the boy under the seat of Nanwu Gatling Bodhisattva.

The mechanical guard who had been sleeping in the steel altar also lifted his head from the steel of the altar.

"You're back!?" It said, "I'm ready!"

Its mission was understood the day it came.

It is to become a guard, guard the guard of this steel altar.

Elizabeth nodded at it, and then faced the devout believers.

"I will go to meet a great master!" she said, "I will ask him for truth!"

"My Buddha is merciful!" She clasped her hands together: "I will surely bless my journey smoothly, seek the truth, and save all living beings!"

"My Buddha is merciful!" The believers put their hands together.

The flashlight is turned on and the light source shines forward.

The mist gradually rose from all around.

Elizabeth looked back at her people, and stepped into it without hesitation.

As soon as she fell into the fog, just like last time, Elizabeth immediately felt that all the nano armors on her body were on standby ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ and even the steel will began to fade.

She became a mortal again.

Ahead, only the light source of a flashlight is illuminating the road.

She raised her head and looked into the distance. In the depths of the mist, a light swayed.

Elizabeth's heart suddenly rises with extremely pious belief.

She knows that seeking truth requires sincerity.

In her Quantum Mastermind, there are many stories about the ancient monks in the east seeking the truth.

So, she slowly leaned down and knocked her head one step at a time.

Religious and firm, walking slowly in this mist.

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Lingping yawned.

He is already a little tired.

But looking at the documents on the computer screen, he laughed full and relieved again.

Today, I wrote 8,000 words!

It's really hard work and hard work!

Lingping felt that the editor-in-chief should give him an annual diligent author award!

After all, being able to code out eight thousand words in the free time of fishing is not something that anyone can do.

Even the Central Plains Five Whites, I'm afraid it won't work!

Turning off the computer, Lingping stood up, held the kitten Best, and walked to the door to prepare to close the door.

Suddenly, he saw a figure standing up in the mist outside.

He opened the door and took a closer look, only to find that it was the foreign guest from the previous day.

Lingping looked at her, suddenly feeling a little guilty.

After all, the spar she mortgaged here last time seemed to be lost by herself!

He scratched his head, but finally smiled and greeted him: "Guest, you are here again!"

"Please come in quickly!"

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