I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

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Spiritual peace wanders in the forest of seafood and meat.

"Little boy..." He asked his pet: "What should we eat?"

The kitten in her arms screamed softly.

Lingping laughed and walked towards the fish-spot area in front of him.

Puffer fish fillet, tuna fillet, salmon fillet...

There are more weird curious foods such as sea urchins.

"Raw food, this is the work of a gentleman!" Lingping smiled and picked up a dinner plate, and randomly selected a few pieces of fish meat, he planned to taste first.

If it's not tasty...

Then bite the bullet and eat!

I can't trouble Chiba Michiko with every meal.

Ling Ping An wants to meet the little Fusang chef too much now-afraid of embarrassment!

Turning around, Lingping saw a man about his age standing behind him. When the other party saw him turning around, he immediately leaned back politely.

Lingping glanced at him and nodded.

He took the dinner plate and walked to a corner.

The man kept looking at the spirit at peace.

It wasn't until Ling sat down peacefully that he seemed to regret and walked into the distance lonely.

Lingping looked at this person and shook his head: "A weird person!"

but……

He is not a curious baby, so he will not talk to people casually in order to satisfy his curiosity.

With the lesson of last night.

Lingping knows that he should learn his lesson!

In the future, really don't talk to people casually, let alone run around with people casually.

After all, when going out, be careful!

But don't make it so that the auntie will come out to redeem someone in the end, that would be a shame!

But, at the same time, Lingping had another thought, quietly wandering in the bottom of my heart.

"An ant, don't worry about him!"

This idea is very rampant, very domineering, watching everything!

But the peace of mind seemed to be totally unaware.

He lowered his head, picked up the knife and fork, and began to eat vegetables.

"I hope it's delicious!" he said.

Master Confucius said: You can't get tired of eating fine and fine!

Food, but the food of gentlemen!

When Chen Deng ate fish fillets, he would not stop after he was full of parasites, and eventually died of parasitic diseases.

Fortunately, it is modern now.

The food is usually sea fish, so there is no need to worry about the risk of parasites.

Therefore, Lingping can eat with peace of mind.

First, a tuna belly.

The mouth is soft and rich in grease, but...

"This taste..." Ling Ping'an sighed, "Not even one-third of the Chiba Jiang's!"

Fortunately, it is not unpalatable.

Therefore, Ling Ping reluctantly, can pinch his nose to fill his stomach.

While eating, he also fed his cat.

However, the little guy seemed to be a bit picky like him.

The food is not what you like.

Moreover, looking at the appearance of this product, the food in the capital is not as delicious as the cat food at home!

Lingping is also happy: "It seems that even the royal family is the same..."

"The things in this restaurant are all about pomp and not about taste..."

"It's just for people to see..."

He shook his head: "It's really idle!"

But this is such a world now.

What a way!

………………………………

Ouyang Jin walked back to his position in frustration.

Qin Ming looked at him, wondering: "Why didn't you greet Master Ling?"

Ouyang Jin glanced at the goods, shook his head, and said, "What do you know?"

"When have you seen a real dragon take care of everything? Elephants care about ants?"

Qin Ming didn't quite understand.

In his understanding, the spirit son of Jiangcheng, it is estimated that there is an elder who served as a high official in the imperial capital that attracted this Western Song Dynasty's Shixun so much!

But, nowadays there is no big man named Ling in the cabinet of the imperial capital?

Could it be a certain palace minister?

or……

Qin Ming's eyes were blurred, and he thought of a more probable guess.

"Are you the nephew of a Republican or Datong gangster?"

The Republicans and Datong factions are both theoretical.

Usually they are mostly invisible and diving, and only show up when introducing policies and formulating and preaching policies.

As for the governance of the country, these bigwigs are generally handed over to the cabinet ministers.

After all, they don't know how to govern the country.

It's just a pen.

Thinking of this, Qin Ming took out his cell phone, planning to check the current Republican or Datong gangsters.

It's easy.

The lists of the boards of the Republic Institute and Datong Institute are public.

However, after searching the public lists of these two companies, there was no one with the surname Ling.

This puzzled Qin Ming.

"Could it be that he can still be the nephew of a certain great guardian?"

The great guardian of the Dali Temple, that is the living saint of the Federal Empire, known as the ‘guardian of the heavens’, the gatekeeper and mountain dog of the Constitution.

Every great law protector can be regarded as the benchmark of federal empire's morality and law!

Naturally, they are all respected and respected law masters!

As a result, the judgments of the great guardians are often compared with the works of ancient writers.

It represents the criterion for judging the literary attainments of an era!

But Qin Ming broke his head and did not remember that there is a great protector named Ling in the Dali Temple of the Federal Empire!

He shook his head.

At this time, in a group he joined yesterday, everyone was discussing the thunderstorm last night.

It has everything.

There are even people and gods who are talking about ‘Last night there was great power to speak of Fabarabala’.

Qin Ming looked at him, but he just chuckled, "You want to lie to me to cultivate the Tao!"

He has been involved in similar tricks several times.

The first time it was Gu Wu, who spent a lot of money and didn't learn anything.

The second time was Fu Lu. I didn't know how many so-called "Treasures of Heaven, Material and Earth", but Mao was useless.

In the most recent time, someone encouraged some kind of gambling on jade.

It is said that the jade dug from a spiritual vein contains good things that can prolong life.

Just bet a piece to make a fortune.

As a result, millions of dollars were thrown in, but Mao didn't catch it.

Since then, Qin Ming no longer believes in ghosts, supernatural beings, cultivating Taoism, and ancient martial arts.

They are all liars, all want to cut leeks.

but……

In the hand letter group, an ID suddenly came out and said: Let me tell you, our Luming Mountain Villa does have a great power, and it is among us... Everyone, be careful!

The ID typed again and said: That great power should come from Jiangcheng. I don't know the exact age and appearance, but...very powerful!

Someone asked: How powerful is it? Can it be overturned?

That person just hit one ha ha.

Qin Ming watched and couldn't help but join the chat. He typed and said: If you want to say that Jiangcheng is from, I know one...

He continued typing: I still came along with him...

Now it happened again. In the buffet restaurant in Yanlou, he was holding a cat and sitting in a corner...

When he came, I remembered that he was picked up by the eldest princess...

When he sent out this last paragraph.

Qin Ming found himself kicked out of the group.

Then, a new ID was sent to a friend to apply.

Qin Ming felt baffled. He passed the application of a friend named ID Qingfeng Xulai.

As soon as the person passed, he immediately asked: Is he still there?

Qin Ming raised his head and glanced at him. The young man holding the cat was indeed still there.

But when he thought, he typed: Why should I tell you?

The man answered without hesitation: I will give you a million, tell me he is still there?

Then a transfer was sent.

Breeze is coming to transfer 1,000,000 to you!

Qin Ming swallowed.

Then answer: Yes, he is in the corner.

Then shaking his fingers, he accepted the transfer.

But the man immediately typed again: I will give you another one million, you help me stare at him, tell me what to do at any time, I will come right away, and when I arrive, I will give you another five million!

Without waiting for his consent, another transfer was sent.

The breeze is coming, transfer 1,000,000 to you!

Qin Ming swallowed and accepted the money.

He felt baffled.

It's so simple, just two million won?

He couldn't help but pinch his own flesh.

pain!

it is true!

but……

This thing is so mysterious!

Qin Ming couldn't help but asked Ouyang, who was opposite him, "Master Ouyang, do you believe that there can be pie falling from the sky?"

But Ouyang Jin didn't hear it before, looking at the dinner plate in front of him stupidly, without speaking for a long time.

Until Qin Ming asked again: "Young Master Ouyang, do you believe that there can be pie falling from the sky?"

Ouyang Jin listened and shook his head: "To tell you the truth, Brother Qin..."

He looked at the young man sitting in the distance: "If a pie falls from the sky, it falls into your mouth..."

"Then, with a high probability, the person who feeds your pie must have a greater interest conspiracy..."

"Otherwise!" Ouyang Jin smiled happily, with a cruel smile: "Then he must be looking at something about you..."

"Flesh, muscles and bones..."

"There is no love for no reason in this world..."

"So ~www.ltnovel.com~ all gifts of destiny have already been secretly marked with prices!"

"It's not that it's not time to report!"

Qin Ming listened, his whole body cold.

He took his mobile phone and handed it to Ouyang Jin: "This person just transferred two million to me..."

Ouyang Jin looked down at the chat content.

He raised his head and looked at Qin Ming.

It's the same as watching the dead.

Then, he immediately got up and returned the phone to Qin Ming.

This person is stupid!

It's better to stay away.

Otherwise, if the sky is struck by thunder, you will hit yourself!

Qin Ming watched Ouyang Jin directly throw the phone back, and then left without looking back, he too panicked!

"Master Ouyang...Master Ouyang...wait for me..."

But Ouyang Jin went faster!

Finally, he took the invitation letter, swiped his card to enter a safe passage, and then closed the door.

Qin Ming's hands and feet were cold, and now he also tasted something.

Two million!

That is the income of his current ancestral property for several years!

Now someone called him two million casually, only asked him a question and a request.

And there will be five million after the incident!

So here comes the problem.

Is that man an idiot?

Or is he a fool? Have money and nowhere to spend?

If not...

Then the problem is coming.

What kind of things can make people throw out such a large sum of money casually without blinking their eyes?

What does he mean by giving this money?

In Qin Ming's heart, three words are emerging: buy life money!

In order to let the dead men die willingly, the great people in ancient times raised them with a lot of money!