I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

　　 Back in the store, Ling Pingan closed the store door again, took out the key, and locked it.

　　 Then, he turned off the light, turned on the phone, and walked upstairs by the light of the phone.

　　 Pedal.

　　 The wooden stairs creaked, a little scary.

　　 However, Ling Pingan has long been used to it.

　　 One person goes upstairs, one person goes downstairs, one business person, one person eats, and one person sleeps.

　　 pushed open the concealed door, put on slippers, turned on the light, Ling Ping took out a bottle of iced beverage from the refrigerator, opened it and took a sip, then collapsed on the sofa.

　　 "Play the game first and code the words!" He said, "Anyway, it's already on the street!"

　　It is interest to write online novels.

　　Playing games is a hobby.

　　 You can have both fish and bear paws.

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　　 Hanli holds the flashlight in his hand.

　　 Under the electric light, she walked out of the thick fog step by step.

　　 came to the sun.

　　 On the ground, there are still the ashes of the ghost that she beheaded not long ago.

　　If it were before, Hanli, like everyone else, didn't know how to deal with the ashes left by these ghosts.

　　 But now she knows.

　　 She stepped forward and grabbed the ashes blankly.

　　 She lowered her head and looked at the Crimson Book that was still heating up in her hand.

　　 opened the page, the taboo knowledge rushed to his face.

　　 So she knew, the name of the ghost that she killed-Gargoyle.

You can grind it with the heart of a harpy, mix the ashes of the gargoyle, add one liter of holy water, 12 grams of necromancy, and boil it in a copper pot to get a potion that can deprive the power of ghosts below the median— -Elimination potion.

　　 "Harpy!" Han Li knew where such ghosts had appeared.

　　 put the ashes in his hand into a small glass bottle and put it away.

　　 Hanli turned around and looked at the streets behind him.

　　 I don't know when the dense fog has quietly dispersed.

　　 In front of me is a run-down street.

　　 Hanli walked in, only to see collapsed houses, plaques scattered on the street, and rusty and abandoned vehicles parked beside the road.

　　 This is a street before the cataclysm.

　　 now, has been abandoned.

　　 Hanli held the book and flashlight in his hand.

　　 She picked up the flashlight and placed it in front of her. It was an industrial product with a red shell and exquisite workmanship.

　　 A nameplate appeared before my eyes.

　　 "Gift from Jiangcheng Huamao Supermarket..."

　　 Hanli's pupils suddenly enlarged.

　　 There is no city called Jiangcheng in the world.

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Its daybreak.

　　 Ling walked safely to the bathroom mirror and looked at her face.

　　 Thick dark circles make him look haggard.

　　 "There was no update yesterday..." He sighed: "You can no longer play multiplayer sports like this..."

　　 But he just talked about it.

　　 After a brief wash, he walked down the stairs.

　　 Then walked to the door and pulled up the rolling shutter.

　　 The thick fog outside the door has long since dispersed.

　　 The lively street appeared before my eyes.

　　 A few students in school uniforms passed in front of him.

　　 Lingping looked at them enviously. If possible, he also hopes to continue to school with his schoolbag, just like them.

what a pity……

　　 went to the breakfast shop next door, Lingping asked the proprietress: "Aunt Cai, are you ready to steam the dumplings?"

　　 "Good morning!" Aunt Cai is a fat woman in her 40s. She only came to Lingping's home two years ago and rented this small breakfast shop.

　　 Her steamed dumplings are a famous breakfast nearby.

　　 "Aunt Cai, bring me two cages, and another bowl of tofu brain, which is sweet!" Lingping smiled and took out his mobile phone and scanned the code to pay.

"Okay!" Aunt Cai got busy immediately, put two steaming steamed dumplings into a paper bowl, took out a porcelain bowl, and scooped a bowl of white tofu brains for Ling Ping An, and sprinkled them. Serve two spoons of sugar.

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　　 Jingtai Building.

　　 The former landmark of the east side of the city.

　　At its peak, tens of thousands of people worked here.

　　 But now, the building is dilapidated and decayed.

　　 The cables that no one maintains for a long time are already covered with moss.

　　 The spider web spreads wantonly in the stairwell.

　　 The smell of rotten, overflowing the nose and mouth.

　　 Hanli raised his head and looked to the exit of the stairs, the nest covered with thick branches and straw, and hundreds of rotting corpses.

　　 With a blank face, she untied a pocket she was carrying on her back.

　　 A pack of white salt was exposed.

　　 "Roar!" On top of his head, there is a bat bat wings-like wing membrane, a turquoise monster with the outline of a woman's body, opened its mouth full of sharp teeth, and roared and swooped down.

　　 Hanli didn't even look at it, grabbed a packet of salt, poured spiritual power, and threw it at the monster.

Snapped!

　　The salt bag is wrapped in spiritual power, and it accurately hits the monster that is diving down at high speed.

　　 A full 500 grams of table salt instantly vaporized.

　　 But the monster wailed miserably, and its wing membrane was corroded by salt at a speed visible to the naked eye.

　　 Its firm skin and flesh peel off in the salt.

　　 Finally, it fell down.

　　 All the bones and internal organs were scattered all over the floor.

　　 only has a bright red heart, still beating stubbornly.

　　 Hanli stepped forward, picked up the heart, and stuffed it into a bag full of salt.

　　 "The third one!" she said.

　　 She had never imagined before that the Harpy could be beheaded so easily.

　　 A bag of salt, gasified with spiritual energy.

　　 A Class B ghost was simply killed.

　　 So, she reached out and touched the hot book hidden in her tight-fitting battle suit.

"Ghosts, that's nothing more!" She said, so she stepped up the steps and walked to the top floor of the building, staring coldly at the few harpy cubs curled up between the branches and straws in front of her, and scattered around. The broken limbs and internal organs on the side of these cubs.

　　 She took out a lighter and lit the nest.

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　　 Aunt Cai’s steamed dumplings are never tired of eating, and the sweet tofu noodles are a must.

　　 Ling was sitting at the counter safely, eating steamed dumplings and drinking tofu.

　　 In front of him, an old TV is broadcasting today's news.

　　 "In the Northern Zhou Kingdom, foot-and-mouth disease continues to spread... There are three counties and 25 counties that have reported foot-and-mouth disease to the Federal Ministry of Livestock and Agriculture..."

　　 The news footage cuts out picturesque pictures of the Northern Zhou Kingdom, with pastures and farms scattered all over the vast continental plains. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 "We hope that the federal center and the kingdom's epidemic prevention department will come up with measures and policies as soon as possible to stop the spread of the epidemic!" In the camera, a rancher said worriedly.

　　 "Our family has been grazing here for a hundred years, and this is the first time that we have encountered foot-and-mouth disease of this scale..." In the voiceover, the Federal Epidemic Prevention Department is conducting harmless treatment of thousands of livestock.

　　 The picture cuts into the air.

　　 Helicopters printing the symbols of the Federal Empire and the Northern Zhou Kingdom are hovering, spraying various potions.

　　 The live footage cuts to the port outside the capital of Northern Zhou Dynasty.

　　 Ships that were supposed to be full of all kinds of meat stay in the harbor.

　　 The faces of the workers and sailors were blank.

In the voice-over, the soft voice of the news announcer came out: "According to the report from the Ministry of Public Health and Safety and Epidemic Prevention of the Northern Zhou Kingdom at 12 noon local time, the foot-and-mouth disease epidemic in the Northern Zhou Dynasty has caused a total of more than 1.7 million in the Northern Zhou Kingdom. Infected beef cattle, the economic loss may be as high as 300 billion Chinese yuan. The Federal Center has allocated 50 billion Chinese yuan to help the Northern Zhou Kingdom control the epidemic!"

　　 "At the same time, the Ministry of Livestock and Agricultural Affairs of the Federal Empire has applied for a loan of 200 billion Chinese yuan from the center to help and support the animal husbandry of the Northern Zhou Kingdom through the crisis..."

　　 Seeing this, Ling Ping'an couldn't help sighing: "It seems that the price of beef has to rise!"

　　 The Northern and Southern Zhou dynasties supply more than 70% of the beef and pork in the Federal Empire, as well as more than 60% of the seafood and more than half of the grain in the Federal Empire.

　　 These two kingdoms are the granaries and pastures of the Federal Empire.

　　 There is something going on over there, prices in the Federation will definitely skyrocket!