I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

"The emperor of the South China Sea is Yau..."

"The Emperor of the North Sea is Chaos..."

"You and Suddenly met the Emperor of Chaos in the Central..."

The horror singing echoed in the fog of Nightmare Square.

Half-dreaming and half-awake, Amon, one of Solomon's 72 Pillars of Demon God, heard this, even for the gods, full of taboos and unknown whispers.

In the whisper, in the depths of the mist, the shadowy shadows can see the tentacles on the face of the terrible monster, directly against the flesh and blood covered with blood vessels and tissues above the head.

The tentacles and those blood vessels are linked to each other.

A weird and terrifying symbiotic relationship has been formed.

And this terrifying whisper seemed to escape from the tentacles.

Just listening, Amon thought, and fainted quickly.

Don't listen to these whispers.

Because intuition tells him that even God can't listen to this kind of obscure taboo.

After listening, you may have to face some kind of horror.

But He can do nothing.

I couldn't fall into a coma.

In the whisper, he became more sober.

The things that bound him quietly let go of the restrictions.

It seems that the master of the whisper, deliberately let him listen to these taboos.

"You and Flip Report the Virtue of Chaos..."

"Said: Everyone has seven orifices, to see, hear, eat, and breathe, this is unique, try to dig it out!"

"Nai Ri cut a hole, and died in chaos in seven days!"

When I whispered here, it became gloomy and low like never before.

The fog on the entire Nightmare Square was even more boiling.

In the rolling mist, the huge figure standing upright swayed madly.

A terrible whisper was squeezed directly into Amon's mind.

This whisper is a question.

"If Chaos doesn't allow it..."

"Do you dare to know the trick?"

This question came out.

Amon's crow head fell apart in pieces.

He screamed.

The body of the demon **** was shattered every inch.

In the end, only a burning bow was left on the nightmare square shrouded in mist.

It was the bow of a space sailing ship that was shattered.

Above the bow, there was a faint trace of a charred human figure.

A little solar flare swayed in it.

In that flare, there is a string of ancient words.

The text is ambiguous and incomplete.

But among them, there was the brilliance of the main **** level.

There are phantoms of falcons, bulls and lions flashing between these characters.

Vaguely, the outline of ‘ra’ can be seen.

The so-called Amon, one of Solomon's 72 Pillar Demon God, was only a weapon forged from embers.

Meow!

A meow appeared in the fog of Nightmare Square.

The black-haired girl appeared cautiously.

Then tremblingly, he held the burning and broken bow of the ship.

Hold it in your hand like a treasure.

Because this is the wreckage of his father.

The black-haired girl bowed her head deeply into the mist.

He knows that this is the supreme kindness.

The fault is the great magnanimity of the appearanceless god, and the remains of his father locked the eternal life in the body of the **** Amon.

Not only that, but also have to endure humiliation, trampling and humiliation forever.

This is the fate of the loser.

Not only to kill, but also to punish the heart!

Finally, we must deconstruct all the elements of the victim.

Let him become a joke, become a villain in the third-rate, become a chamber pot and toilet paper.

The great existence in the depths of the mist ignored the black-haired girl.

In his view, this is just something he does casually.

right now……

There are more important things to do!

Taking advantage of the opportunity that the traitors were locked by the great master's short-term awakening and the eruption of divine power.

Completely block the escape of these traitors.

Force them to the sacrificial fields prepared for them one by one.

Let them fall into despair.

Then one by one was found by the owner.

Slaughter, destroy!

…………………………………………

Ling Ping'an opened his eyes slowly.

All the things before, flashed back in my mind.

He looked at his hands.

White, clean, and thin.

He looked around.

The room is clean and tidy.

But everything seems to have become different.

He found that he didn't know what was going on, and he was already sitting at the desk.

The rice paper on the desk is full of crooked old texts.

These words are just like the inscriptions engraved on bronzes by the ancestors when offering sacrifices to their ancestors.

All text is the same.

Like a plant that has just sprouted.

With branches and leaves, sprouting.

"Stupid!" In memory, the characters on the ancestors' **** card flashed back.

Mother's words echoed in my ears.

"Spring is here, everything recovers, and insects start to wriggle under the newly sprouting plants..."

"Is it very vivid?"

And he now knows that this word is his seal.

The seal he set for himself.

but why?

He didn't know.

He can't remember everything before the seal.

I don't know where I came from.

But he knew that he was abnormal.

Moreover, he understands that the world seems to be a little abnormal because of him.

His eyes are extremely bright.

It seems to be able to see through everything.

He felt like he was omnipotent.

Nothing in this world can be hidden from him.

just……

He leaned back in his chair and laughed.

"What do I think all these do?"

He picked up the pair of glasses on the table and put them on his eye sockets.

"I am who I am!"

"The one and only me!"

"No one can replace me!"

Putting on the glasses, the world finally becomes as simple as before.

Even if his heart is as clear as a mirror, it will never go back.

but……

It's like a thing he thought about a long time ago.

Suppose the bookstore is sold.

Acquired tens of millions in an instant.

Be happy to be an otaku.

Hi as you want.

But he won't do it!

Because, if this is the case, mixed eating and waiting for death can be mixed eating and waiting for death.

But life will be meaningless.

Be a meaningful person!

This is what his education told him.

Meow!

A meow came from behind.

Ling Ping turned around slowly, he smiled and looked at his pet: "Little boy!"

He gently stretched out his hand.

The kitten immediately jumped into his arms obediently.

The little guy snuggled his master's body very docilely.

He stroked the little guy's hair lightly.

Supple, warm, and good touch.

The nose can smell the nice scent in its hair.

Like the smell of spring flowers in full bloom.

Faint, but refreshing.

Lingping smelled it and felt very comfortable.

He likes this feeling.

Because he is human.

And he is a gentleman among human beings.

just……

He closed his eyes slightly.

who I am?

Where am i from

Where are you going again?

The ultimate question of mankind still inevitably surfaced in my heart after all.

And these questions, he knows, as long as he takes off his glasses, he can know.

But he understands that now is not the time to think about these issues.

because……

He helped his eyes.

This is just a pair of very cheap glasses without any special structure.

What really works is just a spiritual one.

A purely conscious move.

Wearing eye sockets meant that he thought he needed protection.

Putting down your eye sockets is to take off your defenses.

And he is not strong enough now.

At least not enough to face reality.

Therefore, he is actually protecting himself by supporting his eyes.

It is also a kind of hypnosis.

"Knowing too much is not great after all!"

As he said, he slowly closed his eyes.

The words written on the desk floated up.

Drilled into his eye socket lens.

Also got into his eyes.

Some things began to be deliberately dispelled.

He still remembers and still understands.

But if you don't think about it, you won't remember it.

So, when he opened his eyes again, the world would be normal again.

He smiled and put his cat on the desk.

Then he looked at the clean rice paper.

Lift the brush and write four words on the paper: Rarely confused!

"It's better to be confused!"

"If you are too smart, others will not be able to live!" he said.

This is a fact!

This world, to him, is like a baby.

And he is too big.

With a little effort, the swaddle will be torn apart-once he realizes it.

So, it's better to be confused.

Trying to understand when confused.

"I'm better now to find something to do!" He said, "Also distract yourself!"

Just like now, he is still thinking about these things.

Therefore, he became smart.

This is not good.

It's better to be stupid.

"Oh!" Thinking of this, he sighed again.

Because, he knew that when he realized this, he was actually a little smarter again.

If this continues, he will become smarter and smarter.

Maybe, in an hour, he will be able to solve calculus.

At this time tomorrow, Goldbach’s conjecture can be proved.

At this time the day after tomorrow, you can write down the laws of physics.

Xueba is rising.

But the world will also be torn to pieces due to the rise of this academic hegemon.

"How to do it?"

Lingping looked at her pet.

"I heard that being in love can make people stupid?"

"Is this true?"

"Should I go find someone to talk about a stupid relationship?"

"Who are you looking for?"

"No..."

"I'm a little smarter again!"

It's torture!

At this time, tuk tuk tuk!

There was a knock on the door.

Lingping stood up and tidied up her appearance-so as not to frighten the guests.

And his pet lay in his arms obediently and docilely.

He walked to the door and opened it.

The Silla girl at the door, dressed in a frugal maid's uniform, with only a faint blush on her face, her apricot face and cheeks, look like a beautiful flower, and she is slim.

It's like a Jiangnan beauty stepping out of an ancient picture scroll.

Lingping blinked, making his pupils darker.

This is something he can control.

As a result, the girl in front of her instantly lost her color like a faded landscape painting.

This is much better.

"Miss Yin!" Lingping smiled: "You are here!"

Yin Mingxiu Yingyingyifu: "Well! The little girl greets the son!"

Lingping listened, and immediately took a breath: "Hiss!"

Because he is so smart.

The Silla girl was so smart that he just spoke, and he understood everything in an instant.

He even saw countless pictures.

Negotiations between King Shilla and abroad.

Those unknown calculations.

The calculations of those well-dressed big men.

I also saw this Silla girl, her sincere, sincere, and flawless pure heart.

This is the price of cleverness!

He sighed.

He felt that if this continues, I am afraid that Goldbach's conjecture will be proved this afternoon.

so horrible!

"Who can make me stupid?" he thought.

Yin Mingxiu listened to the sigh of the son in front of him.

She immediately panicked: "The son..."

Just about to apologize, I saw the son suddenly step forward.

Those bright and deep, as if they have countless wisdom, looked at her with infinitely shining eyes.

It made her feel uneasy, made her short of breath, and made her feel deprived of her mind and will.

She trembled.

Trying hard to control myself.

but……

The son suddenly stretched out his hand.

He held her chin gently as if it was magical.

His hands are warm and strong.

Just touching her skin made her breathe rapidly, her adrenaline soared, her small face was immediately hot and flushed.

The two ears were even more burnt.

"Don't talk!" the son whispered softly.

These words have magical power, and they also have infinite charm.

Let Yin Mingxiu close her eyes willingly, and gently bend her knees to facilitate the son's favor.

This is what she is looking forward to.

It's also something she's diligently seeking.

From the first day of education.

From the moment I knew the four words of Great Harmony in the World.

She has determined to this.

For the world, for the world.

I will do my best and stay committed!

But the grace of the son did not come for a long time.

He just dragged his chin.

The pair of eyes with infinite wisdom, as clean as a saint, looked straight.

Even with her eyes closed, Yin Mingxiu could feel the light of wisdom coming from those eyes, warming her body like the sun.

It made her feel as if she was swimming in the water of the Yalu River, being cared for and cared by by Silla's mother river.

Just like the warm spring breeze on the banks of the Han River, blowing in the rice fields on both sides of the bank.

Bring good luck, but also blessings and greetings.

"The son!" Yin Mingxiu screamed.

The sound is very small, but nice.

More with a strong affection.

Just like a bowl of clear bird's nest syrup, you can taste the sweetness of the sweet daughter just by lowering your head.

but……

Lingping let go of the girl in front of her.

"I haven't become stupid!"

Can you be stupid if you say that you are in love?

Is it the wrong posture?

Lingping pondered.

But he dared not think any more.

Because he knew if he had figured out this problem.

Then, Goldbach’s conjecture can be proved immediately.

The world may not even see the sun tomorrow morning.

Therefore, he can only make himself stupid on this issue.

"Face the wind!"

The phone rang at this time.

He looked down, picked up the phone, and looked at the caller ID.

It's auntie!

When this number appeared on the phone screen ~www.ltnovel.com~ Lingping was ecstatic.

Because, he found that his IQ, when he saw this number, quickly dropped!

Just now, he was only one step away from being able to solve the calculus.

but now……

It degenerates into again, and can only barely solve the Gaoyuan equation in the third grade of junior high school.

This is great!

He picked up the phone happily.

"Auntie, please make me stupid!" he said sincerely.

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