I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Sheep whip...

Lamb's waist...

Leek...

Lingping looked at these things in front of him, and the corners of his mouth slowly pursed.

"My little aunt... This is because the trouble is not big enough!" He sighed and stuffed everything into the bottom of the refrigerator.

A small thing the size of a pigeon stopped on his shoulder.

The tentacles on the little guy hang down one by one.

The compound eyes covered on the body surface flashed with an inexplicable color.

Ling Ping'an nodded as if he could understand: "Just so..."

After speaking, he closed the refrigerator door, took his pet, and walked down the stairs.

The bookstore is still very quiet.

Pedestrians coming and going at the door, walking in a hurry.

Ling safely sat at the counter, leaned on the chair, and fell asleep slowly.

It's like silkworms spinning.

There is a faint invisible mist haunting him.

Also haunt this bookstore.

call……

call……

There seems to be a voice, wandering in the bookstore.

Like a lullaby, it echoed in Lingping's ears.

I don't know how long it has passed. It may be one hour or two hours.

Maybe just a few minutes.

In short, at a certain moment, Lingping opened his eyes.

"I understand!" He raised his head and said seriously.

"It turned out to be like this..." He finally knew these voices.

What are the sounds he often hears in his dreams?

That is the infinite world, and the outer gods of the Lord of the Infinite Universe and the old people are trying to initiate a handwriting chat with him.

Most of the content is very simple.

"Hello……"

"How are you?"

Basically, it's the same as a blind date on the Internet.

Hello... Have you eaten yet? doing what?

Of course, there is also some content, maybe something.

But these things are basically submerged in massive amounts of redundant information.

And the interesting thing is...

Ling Ping'an found that he seemed to have preset some program, and was constantly replying to these chats.

That is a complicated reply.

It seems to be the sound made by a star when it rotates.

Basically, the meaning is roughly: I am fine!

This is what he can understand and know now.

If you want to go deeper, you have to be smarter.

But he cannot be smart.

He tried, listening to a message.

Kaka Kaka...

It seems to be the same sound as the radiation signal of a certain frequency.

In his ears, it was automatically translated into what he could understand.

"Hello……"

Just say hello, and listen to another one?

Kaba kaba kaba...

It’s also ‘Hello...’-probably meaning.

Change another one?

Dididi...Didiludiludilu...

Lingping frowned slightly.

This voice...something interesting!

"Shanhai World Fragments are being transported..."

Lingping blinked his eyes and already understood.

This is a guy who is performing a transportation/escort task reporting to him on progress.

That was a guy who served him directly.

The purpose of transportation is...

Let this world adapt to his existence.

Simply put, it is laying the foundation.

Make the house stronger!

After understanding this, Ling Ping'an closed his eyes.

"It turns out... With my'growth', is this world a bit hard to load?"

Think about it too.

Before, he hadn't been born yet.

This world has almost been turned into a world full of holes by him.

With his ‘growth’, such a world is obviously unbearable.

Therefore, something must be found to expand the foundation of the world.

The Great World of Mountains and Seas is one of the selected materials.

As he understood this.

He also understood many other things.

"Nightmare Legend... So that's what I did!" he thought.

"Train the world's self-protection ability!"

The universe is dangerous and dark.

There are countless civilized hunters lurking in the void.

For high-level civilizations, hunt down low-level civilizations and make them into specimens.

Not only to eliminate competitors, but also to protect yourself!

Outside gods like tribute.

Especially like those tributes that use an entire civilization as a tribute.

That will be their joy and reward.

Therefore, every higher civilization hides itself.

How to hide?

simple!

Separate the world in which you live from the universe.

Hidden in the void gap, exists in the barriers of the world.

And constantly shifting coordinates.

The top civilization will dance in the timeline.

Constantly shifting the time and space coordinates of one's own civilization makes it impossible to lock them.

In this way, other hunters can only look for those civilizations that have not yet learned to hide themselves.

Solid sea and fish!

This is the source of the quietness of the universe.

If you can hide yourself, you will hide it long ago.

It won't be hidden, if a trace is revealed, it will be found!

And its fate is to make specimens and dedicate it to external gods or greater beings.

The end result is that all civilizations are constantly involving.

Fight each other!

Because tribute is very important.

If you can't provide tribute on time, you will be torn apart by foreign gods!

Because there are a large number of foreign gods who are eager for the destruction of civilization.

Naturally, the nightmare space is a training institution.

Training the battlefield of this world.

Let them learn to protect themselves and hide themselves.

Thinking of this, Lingping sighed.

"This is all to make me feel at ease..."

He will leave eventually.

Will eventually become a monster.

When that day comes, many things hope that he can keep himself.

At least I can remember now.

After all, he in the past... but an innocent and blind chaos.

There is no good or evil, and there is no bias.

Only instinct.

Therefore, many people are afraid of him.

I am afraid that he will wake up, and even more afraid that he will restore everything!

then……

Then there is him.

A wise and moral gentleman.

After understanding this, Lingping laughed.

"It's good to think!" The corner of his mouth was slightly pursed.

All in all, he straightened out.

Except for a little...

Since he used to be, he was ignorant and chaotic.

But it is very strong.

So, who can make him like this?

"No one except myself!" Lingping smiled.

So in the past, he may not be completely chaotic and ignorant.

Perhaps, from a long time ago.

He had some thoughts and thoughts.

Want to experience this life!

Thinking about this, the sky gradually darkened.

It's night!

Lingping started to become energetic.

He stood up and turned on the light.

His shadow under the light reflected on the ground.

There seemed to be countless eyeballs, densely opened from the shadows.

Lingping raised his hand subconsciously.

"Oops!" he said, "I forgot, I can't think too much now!"

He was obviously thinking too much just now.

and so……

His current "entropy" is so much that his shadow, at this time just before night, has changed!

This is irreversible.

"So, I will be half-human and half-monster from now on?" he whispered.

Intuition tells him that the situation is worse than that!

Because he is not a monster at all!

It's a monster!

That kind of ordinary person will die a monster even at a glance-no matter whether he is kind or malicious.

Seeing him is tantamount to death!

Because Fanwu can't understand it!

Human brain capacity cannot understand and contain what is instilled at the moment of witnessing his shadow at one time.

It's like a computer's graphics card, it cannot bear it.

It burned with a snap.

"What can I do?" he asked himself.

The omnipotent, omniscient self.

In the shadow, there was a strange voice, faintly answering him: "Give birth to a child!"

"Giving birth to a child?" Lingping blinked, he didn't dare to think about it anymore.

and so……

Can I only have one child?

but……

Who do you live with?

Where can I find someone who is willing to have a child with him now?

The voice in the shadow screamed.

"I may be able to temporarily suppress the change!"

"Are you?" Lingping was puzzled.

"I'm you!" The voice in the shadow said, "Did you forget?"

"The descendants of ancient Wu are in the city!"

"I'm Xuanjun!"

Lingping remembered that he had written a book.

The descendants of Guwu are in the city!

The protagonist, finally known as Xuanjun.

Punching Nanshan Nursing Home and kicking Beihai Kindergarten is invincible in the book.

Thinking of this, Lingping hesitated.

"Xuanjun?"

"That Alexandre Dumas?"

That book, in order to make a living, naturally followed the harem stream.

Therefore, the protagonist had so many wives and concubines that he couldn't even remember him as the author.

So much so that some readers criticized the omission of women.

The voice lingered in Lingping's heart.

"Don't worry!"

"We are one!"

"You can replace me at any time!"

Lingping understands that he is right.

So nodded: "Okay!"

…………………………

"Best!" The young man suddenly lowered his head and looked at the little black cat at his feet.

The black-haired cat goddess was unobstructed in his eyes.

Meow!

The kitten screamed, hesitated, and scared.

"Don't be afraid!" The man laughed, "I dare not blaspheme you!"

After all, the cat goddess is a pet.

And he just mutated from a thought.

Although, this idea is a combination of some broken incarnations and stitching monsters that have been regrouped a long time ago.

But after all...

The status is still not as good as pets.

After all, pets can sell cute, but he may be dismissed as superfluous.

Therefore, this opportunity is rare in a lifetime and extremely important!

Must win trust!

The trust of the original chaos core.

Otherwise, if a thought flashes through, he may throw it into the trash can just like those deleted documents, and he will never appear.

Not to mention winning a little freedom!

Just like the Buddha without heaven!

Thinking of the Wutian Buddha, the man sighed.

Good luck!

Good enough to make him jealous!

When he became jealous, his entire face became gloomy.

The skin on the back of the hand, one by one eyeballs, are all turning.

Every eyeball is as sharp as a sword.

This is the legacy of the former Xuanjun.

The ability of a primordial incarnation long ago!

Xuanjun who enters the Dao with a sword!

Xuanjun in a certain urban bubble.

The two merge together, it is difficult to distinguish each other.

Therefore, he is now a half-human and half-god monster.

Thinking of this, what does the man seem to hear?

He quickly stood up and let go of the poor pet.

"Master... Don't worry, I won't mess around!"

"No matter what, I'm just your character!"

"I will follow your instructions!"

"Every choice I make, you will also be consulted!"

With that, the man looked at the bookstore.

He muttered to himself: "Master, please allow me to find a weapon in your collection!"

"I use a sword!"

As if allowed, he followed his memory and came to the bookshelf.

Kneeling down, dragged a heavy box out from under the bookshelf.

The box is heavy.

He tried his best to drag it out reluctantly.

This made him couldn't help but sigh the greatness of his master.

The box opened, one by one, in his eyes, the extremely bright treasures bloomed with brilliant brilliance.

Those who are near Zhu are red and those who are near Mo are black!

Most of these things are just mortal things.

But because of the owner, they are already extraordinary.

Even with spiritual wisdom.

In the box, a worn-out rag doll, with his mouth open, clicked.

The broken glass eyeball was beating.

An engineering vehicle toy underneath the doll made a rumbling engine sound.

Several strings of beads collided with each other.

And in the most corner, there is even a figure holding a sword, jumping hard in the box.

It is dreaming about jumping out.

But without permission, it will never come out.

For it, this box may be wider and deeper than the universe!

The young man ignored all this.

He understands that none of these things can see him.

Only he can see them.

He gently stretched out his hand and took out a plastic dagger from the bottom of the box.

The three-dollar plastic dagger that was on the street stall more than ten years ago.

He picked it up and blew the dust on it.

"Good sword!" He exclaimed, and gently drew out the plastic sword.

The cold light shines.

The structure under the plastic surface has long become harder than a neutron star!

This is indeed a good sword.

A good sword that most people will die if they touch it.

Holding the sword in his hand, he remembered a lot.

Xuanjun's past is back!

………………………………

Zhou Ke finally fry the takeaway.

Squid whiskers, octopus...

He installed it carefully.

Then, walking to the door, Aning was already waiting for him.

He looked at Aning, and the tentacles under the skin squirmed slightly.

"Tonight, Aning, you have to help brother!" He said seriously.

The innocent and cute little girl nodded.

So Zhou Ke launched the eDonkey and drove to the destination in the dark.

……………………

Spiritual peace now feels very strange.

He can still see and feel the outside world.

It's just that the perspective is a bit weird.

It's like opening a panoramic view.

As if he was a sophisticated camera equipment.

Everything can be seen at a glance.

On the other hand, from this perspective, he found that he could actually think unscrupulously.

Because, the entropy generated by it is not added to him.

It's the guy who calls himself "Xuanjun".

This is a little fun~www.ltnovel.com~ Since he found out that he is a monster, he has never been so relaxed and comfortable as he is now.

As a result, he once had the idea of ​​‘just get it this way’.

Of course, this idea was just thrown out of consciousness by him as soon as it appeared.

On the one hand, it is impossible.

There is nothing that can bear his entropy!

Not even his avatar or thoughts!

Therefore, even if he was willing, the guy named Xuanjun would not dare.

On the other hand, there is a very simple truth: how can fate be left to outsiders?

Even if it's your own thoughts!

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