I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Ling Ping'an stood at the door of the store, watching the young lover of ancient culture and traditions disappear into the thick fog.

He sighed: "Alas!"

"Loss! Loss! Loss!"

This time, although one book was sold, I only received more than 20 handicrafts that I could only play by myself.

In addition, a flashlight worth three dollars was taken out.

He missed the customer the night before.

Walking back into the store, Ling Ping'an looked at the more than 20 craft coins that were placed on the counter.

Then, he silently put them in the drawer.

Then he comforted himself: "Maybe, these coins will bring me good luck!"

As a materialist, although Ling Ping Ping does not believe in any superstitions of feudalism.

But, luckily...

More or less, he believed a little.

After all, this is proven fact.

For example, a certain old fairy has a wide open mouth, and the professional commentary has four words, and countless e-sports players burst into tears.

Therefore, metaphysics still have to be believed.

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Holding the cylindrical Mohist creation in his hand.

Under the illumination of its light source, Liu She walked in this mist.

He clutched the book tightly in his chest.

Zulong's handwritten notes, incomparably precious illustrations of pottery figurines.

Liu She's mood was both excited and apprehensive.

Excitedly, he got this valuable knowledge and had the opportunity to create a powerful army of pottery figurines like Zulong to protect his people and guard his country.

Anxiety is...

He kept recalling what he saw and talked about in the monster's bookstore.

Especially the process of trading.

"Guest, your craftsmanship is not enough..." These words, which seemed to be ridiculed and disdainful, kept echoing in his ears.

Every word of this sentence was chewed over and over again by him.

"He may know the whereabouts of Zulong..." Liu She thought in his heart.

"Even, He has an inseparable relationship with Zulong's disappearance..."

If not, how could Zulong's notes appear there?

Therefore, his personality is higher than Zulong.

And Zulong's personality is no less than the Four Evil Gods of Chaos...

At least the records show that Zulong and Slaanesh fought, and also fought Tzeentch in the air.

Afterwards, Slaanesh acquiesced to his minions and apostles to serve Zulong.

Tzeentch's followers even became eunuchs in the Zulong Palace.

In the end, a Tzeentch follower named Zhao Gao passed a terrifying ceremony and completed the subversion of Zulong's Xianqin Empire.

This led to the rise of the blood of the Black Dragon Emperor and the establishment of the Xinghan Dynasty.

"Then..." Liu She thought, "He sheltered me and sold me this Zulong notebook..."

"What do you want?!"

The young Crown Prince of Xinghan did not know what he meant.

But he knows that everything has to pay a price to get it!

Thinking of these things, Liu She stepped out of the fog.

He looked up and looked forward, his eyes froze.

In front of him is exactly - Chang'an!

This great holy city!

The fortress was built by Xiao He, a powerful legendary powerhouse under the founding emperor Taizu, who personally presided over the construction.

When he walked over, he came to the Hengcheng Gate of Chang'an City.

The two stone unicorn guards standing on both sides of the city gate responded immediately.

In their eye sockets, a red light was reflected.

Liu She calmly took out his token and greeted the red light from the eyes of the two stone unicorns.

"His Royal Highness!" The unicorns moved, and they fell down: "Congratulations to the Crown Prince to return to Chang'an!"

The heavy city gate slowly opened.

The loyal soldiers of the Northern Army guarding the gate of the city greeted them.

The leader was a brave general: "Wei Chen Li Guang, please come to the rescue late, please forgive the prince!"

Liu She raised his head and looked at these loyal soldiers and ministers.

He turned back and looked behind him.

In the deep night, there was no trace of the mist.

He touched the Mohist creation and the book in his arms again.

It's all so real.

The shock in his heart is indescribable.

From Sixian Garden to Chang'an, at least 150 miles away, the mist sent him to this safe Chang'an city in an instant!

The evil god in the mist has fully demonstrated his sincerity and strength.

"So..." Liu She asked, "What will he ask for?!"

Those twenty or thirty coins that were despised by him, but only half liang of Xianqin that he reluctantly accepted?

how is this possible!

But whatever his ultimate purpose is, that's for the future!

What Liu She wants to do is - revenge!

For his loyal guards, for those who died in Sixian Garden.

The young Crown Prince of Xinghan raised his hand: "Aisin Rat Man is daring and has no idea what to do, how dare he assassinate Gu!"

"Which general is willing to get rid of this evil thief alone?!"

"His Royal Highness!" Li Guangdun, who was wearing thick Chiyou heavy armor, first asked for orders: "Please leave this matter to Wei Chen!"

"Wei Chen is willing to issue a military order to slaughter the Aisin rat people within three days!"

Liu She nodded: "Then there is General Lao!"

………………………………

Han Li jumped down from the canopy.

Next to the road ahead, a road monument was planted on the ground.

The road monument is inscribed with the place name of Linhai City.

Two rusted cars fell down beside this asphalt road.

She jumped over and landed on the roof of a corroded car with only one body left.

With a flick of the spirit blade in his hand, the car suddenly fell apart.

A ghost lying in ambush at the bottom of the car screamed terribly, and then the whole body was torn apart and shattered to the ground.

Han Li fell down and picked up a spar dropped by the ghost.

"Eighty-fifth!" she said.

The soul spar is what she has the most on her body now.

These ghosts and evil spirits, with a certain probability of appearing spar, have been used by humans as additives and fertilizers in the past.

Used to make spirit blades or plant spirit plants.

Tianqingling tea is grown from this spar.

But now, Han Li knows, it has more uses.

For example, making medicines is also like swallowing directly to strengthen the soul.

But unfortunately, she is the only one in this world who can do it.

Because this is the gift of the master in the mist.

After receiving this spar, Han Li stood up and strode towards Linhai City ahead.

"I will bring peace to this place!" She said firmly, the sun falling on her body, reflecting a voluptuous and plump shadow full of charm and maturity on the ground.

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Close the shutters, then turn off the lights.

Lingping said goodnight to Kitty Best as usual, then took his mobile phone and walked up the stairs.

The sound of his footsteps faded away.

On the glass door, one pupil opened.

He glanced at every corner of the entire bookstore, and wherever he passed, it was surprisingly quiet.

Finally, his gaze stopped in the drawer of the counter, where there were twenty or thirty coins shining with colorful luster.

Xinghan's imitation of Xianqin half liang.

With the will of the people as the fire, the coins minted by the legendary powerhouse!

One is enough to keep a huge and magnificent Great Wall beacon tower in operation for a year.

In the end, he slowly closed his pupils, and in the bookstore, the excitement and noise of the past resumed.

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