I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

The joy in He Rourou's heart now cannot be described in words.

Owner!

The owner who had been searching for more than a month suddenly appeared in front of him.

Although he looks ordinary.

But He Rourou knew that this was her master.

Lord of her spirit and body.

He is also the master she thinks of day and night.

The master's taste...can't lie.

The contract that is entrusted in the dark will not lie!

She was trembling, like grass and trees that have been dry for a long time, encountering rain, every inch of her body was excited!

……………………

Lingpingan frowned and looked at the woman in front of him.

His eyes were full of vigilance.

"Girl..." He slowly took a step back: "Do we know each other?"

Although, he has never met such a woman who calls "Master" as soon as she comes up.

but……

I have never eaten pork, but I have seen pigs running away.

Although Lingpingan is a scumbag, he also knows that "there is no such thing as love and hate for no reason in the world", and he also understands the principle of being courteous for nothing and committing adultery or stealing.

Therefore, over the years, he has never fallen into the trap of capital.

Even after playing in the canyon for so long, he has never charged a dime.

This is enough to show his vigilance.

Now, suddenly a woman who looked well-dressed came running up to him and called "Master".

His first reaction was: Are girls so open nowadays?

The second reaction immediately followed: there is a scam! The wind is tight! Shit!

At the same time, nouns that I have seen many times in the news and TV series popped into my mind.

Immortal jump...

Scam?

trap?

……………………

He Rourou raised her head, with a hint of panic on her delicate and charming face.

The master's words were like sharp knives piercing her heart.

It was also like a wake-up call, waking her up from unrealistic fantasies.

That day, in the nightmare world, the feathered man with light wings and his cold words rang in her ears again.

"Sign it!" The cold voice of the Light Winged Featherman appeared again: "Sign your humble and insignificant true names under this sacred contract!"

"Get an opportunity to dedicate your ridiculously fragile simple souls to our Lord!"

"Countless worlds, infinite universes!"

"How many gods desire this but cannot get it!"

…………………………

She lowered her head, indeed...

She was indeed no slave to the great master.

She is just a poor girl who is trying hard and competing for the qualification to be a slave!

she……

Too weak! Too weak!

she……

Too humble, too insignificant!

"Yes..." He Rourou thought in her heart: "How can a humble and insignificant mortal like me... get the qualifications?"

Do you want to be a slave and serve your great master?

She is far from qualified!

At best, he is just an ant who luckily got a qualification and was allowed to compete for this qualification.

What a blessing!

There is such an opportunity! ! !

How sad!

You want to be a slave but you can't! ! ! !

but……

He Rourou raised her head and looked up at her master's face.

That sacred and great face!

She must keep it in mind!

And for the rest of my life, I will work hard to see you again!

Lion City Rose, never admit defeat!

She vowed that she would definitely win that opportunity!

For the master!

And for myself!

Because she had a premonition somewhere.

Only by becoming the slave of the master can one truly be eternal!

In this world, this is the only thing that can be considered a real career.

So, He Rourou straightened up.

Only the master's slaves are qualified to worship him.

Ants... don't deserve it!

"That's right..." She said half-self-deprecatingly, half-pleasantly: "We really don't know this young master..."

How can an unqualified ant deserve to be called ‘Master’? .

She remembered the words of the light-winged feathered man.

"How can a humble and insignificant ignorant human be able to serve my Lord?!"

"Even if we have the opportunity to obtain the qualifications to serve and protect our Lord, this is also a humiliation and trampling on us!"

Such a great honor cannot be obtained by just anyone.

And those who get it will defend and defend their supreme honor to the death.

Any ant that tramples on this honor will be regarded as blasphemy by those beings.

Blasphemy my Lord?

The halberd of the Light-Winged Man had already set an example that day.

With a single blow of the halberd, the body of Zheng Jiajia, who was at least a major, was torn apart, her soul was torn apart, and she was driven into eternal destruction!

And He Rourou, who is determined to become one of them, will naturally defend this honor to the death.

She chuckled, her vocal cords trembling a little.

"Then..." She looked at the ant that had been restrained by her: "Sir, can I leave this ant to my disposal?"

She's trying!

Work hard, work hard to gain recognition, work hard to let the 'master' see her.

This is one of the few precious opportunities for an ant like her.

It can even be called a ‘once-in-a-lifetime’ opportunity.

After passing this village, this shop may never exist again.

But more…

What He Rourou was thinking in her heart was that she wanted to hear more of her master's holy words...

Keep them in mind.

As my own comfort, but also as a spur when I am lazy.

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Lingpingan felt a little numb on his scalp.

"Sure enough, the world is dangerous!" he thought.

This woman can change her face in an instant, she can be called an artist!

Just now I was the master, now I am the master and concubine?

so close! so close!

Sure enough, I am smart!

Thinking of this, Lingpingan quickly hugged his pet and walked forward quickly, just as the online taxi he took had arrived.

He ran over, opened the car door, and sat directly in it.

The driver turned around and asked with a smile: "The customer with the last number XXXX?"

Lingpingan nodded, the driver started the car and drove away from the danger.

Lingpingan sat in the back seat and looked back quietly.

Then he patted his chest and said to the kitten in his arms: "My dear, brother, aren't you smart?"

Meow!

The little guy barked softly, completely agreeing with his master.

Lingpingan laughed heartily: "Sure enough, what Xinfeng said is right!"

"Boys must protect themselves when they go out!"

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Watching the owner off, he got into the car.

He Rourou turned around and looked at the dude who had been restrained by her with a cold look on her face.

Her face was filled with murderous intent!

The Lord humiliates the minister and dies!

This is the simplest logic!

Therefore, although the master did not answer her at all, nor gave her any instructions.

However, as a master and slave, she had already secretly planned murder.

Moreover, she also found a good reason for herself - how can there be filth in front of the master?

The ancient emperors would not see blood until they were on the throne.

Because that's unlucky.

And a being as great as the Master is naturally far higher than the ancient mortal emperors.

"you……"

He Rourou looked at him: "Do you have any last words?"

The other party opened his mouth, his whole body trembled, and his crotch was filled with stench.

It was clear that he had been destroyed by fear.

He Rourou turned a blind eye.

"never mind……"

"An ant-like beast...do you need any last words?"

"When I kill you...I'll kill your whole family!"

When He Rourou was in Sri Buddha Qi, she already had no idea how much blood she had stained.

Inside and outside the Lion City, her real name is: Queen Shura!

A charming woman crawling out of the pool of blood.

The heartless beauty returned from hell!

Cutting off the roots is something she often does.

The other party was shivering, with snot and tears flowing out of his nose. He wanted to beg for mercy, but he couldn't speak at all.

He Rourou gently raised her hand.

"Huh?" She frowned.

Ding!

A piano sound came.

Her spell was interrupted.

She followed the sound and saw the general floating in the air, holding a small banjo.

"That's enough!" The elegant and easy-going general fell to the ground and casually untied the restraints and controls of the playboy.

"Miss He, he has been punished enough!"

"That's it!" Song Shihui said expressionlessly, but in his heart he was extremely fearful.

Although I don’t know what the relationship between this woman from the Lion City and that one is.

But he knew that "interfering without authorization" in the think tank's affairs would most likely be considered "disrespectful" by him.

Once this happens, great terror and great taboo may appear on him, even on this land!

But……

Song Shihui had to come!

Because it’s about the heart! It’s more about Tao Xin!

He is the general of the Black Guards and a member of the Federal Empire Council for Extraordinary Affairs.

He remembered the oath he swore to the Imperial Constitution and the martyrs of the Black Guards of all generations on his first day of employment.

"I am the people's protector!"

"I am the country's strong shield!"

"I swear, I will defend the law!"

"I swear, I will protect the weak!"

"I swear, I will stick to morality!"

"It's like this today, it's like this tomorrow, it's like this every day!"

"If one day I cannot keep this oath..."

"I will take off my black clothes...I will return the glory..."

He also remembered the words on the stone tablet of Gaozong in front of the headquarters of the Black Guards.

If the use of power is not restricted, it will inevitably lead to the exploitation of the weak by the strong!

These are things he has already vowed to defend with his life.

Therefore, even if you know it, it may be dangerous.

Even though he knew that something taboo or even unknown might happen to him.

But he had to come.

If he doesn't come, he will have violated his oath, betrayed his true heart, and will suffer for the rest of his life!

If he doesn't come, he will be sorry for the martyrs he once admired.

Those heroes who persisted despite extreme suffering!

Those martyrs who gave their lives for the people and the country!

Those heroic spirits who protected him, his family, and the entire country with their lives!

I feel even more sorry for my ancestors.

He will regret today's cowardice for the rest of his life.

And live in regret and torture!

Thoughts cannot be understood, and the original mind cannot be expanded.

Alive, but a living dead!

So here he is.

Because there are things more terrifying than death in this world.

Fortunately...

That one is really reasonable...

In other words, He recognized Himself!

Therefore, the expected terrifying taboo did not happen, and the unknown curse did not come.

This made Song Shihui breathe a sigh of relief.

But my back is already soaked!

"General..." He Rourou looked at Song Shihui, and she naturally recognized this general.

At today's memorial ceremony, he was standing at the front.

Only now did she finally know the origin of this general!

The Black-clad Guard Chief of the Southern Zhou Dynasty of the Federal Empire, the six-fingered piano demon Song Shihui!

One of the top powerhouses in the Federal Empire!

only……

She didn't give in!

Because she couldn't give in.

"Please stop meddling in other people's business!" Although he was only a school grader, he was like an ant in front of this person, but He Rourou did not dare to give in.

Because the Lord humiliates his subjects and dies!

She knew that if she gave in because of a stronger ant.

Then, she will never be recognized.

Even if the master doesn't care, she has no face to compete for the honor of the master's slave.

"Miss He!" After Song Shihui confirmed that person's attitude, he felt relaxed. He smiled and said, "This is the Federal Empire! You are also a citizen of the Empire!"

"Please obey the law!"

He looked at the trembling dude: "Although this person has offended that person... his sin will not lead to death!"

"And I've learned my lesson!"

"But he must die!" He Rourou said.

"No!" Song Shihui was still wary of He Rourou's relationship with that person after all.

He couldn't be sure of that person's attitude.

He had just been there and witnessed everything.

From beginning to end, he saw it clearly.

He guessed that this Lion City Rose might have also been to that bookstore, and even 'bought' any knowledge from that person?

so……

Song Shihui still did not take action directly, giving this Miss He family from the Lion City some face.

"He didn't break the law..."

"As the general of the Black Guard, I must protect his safety. This is my duty!"

"Miss He!" Song Shihui's clothes were still in the air: "Please don't make it difficult for me!"

He Rourou's eyes widened angrily.

Of course she knew that she could not be the general's opponent.

Even ten thousand more of her won’t do it.

Each of the generals of the Black Guard is a human war machine.

One person can plow over a moderately powerful country!

In front of such a strong man, quantity is meaningless.

No one can stop them except the generals and the gods.

But she is still stubborn!

Because compared to humiliation and death.

She is more afraid of being abandoned!

Her spirit and body already belong to the master.

For her master, she can give everything!

but……

A voice whispered in her ears.

That was the voice of the master's servant.

He Rourou's expression changed a little.

She turned around and glared at the dandy fiercely.

Then walked away.

Until he sat in his car, He Rourou was sweating like rain.

Faced with a general, even if she was determined to die, fear struck her heart after she relaxed.

"Why am I so brave?" she asked herself.

But then, she gently touched her face and body.

"Owner……"

"Master..." she gasped.

She recalled how she tried her best to remember the appearance and voice of her master.

but……

She looked up.

The memory is blurry.

The master's appearance became blurry.

The master’s voice also became blurry!

She lowered her head in annoyance: "Sure enough...I am too humble...the master doesn't even want me to remember his appearance!"

However……

Soon, she became excited.

She gently bowed to a ball of air in front of her.

That's the smell of the master...

Left behind after a close encounter.

"Master..." He Rourou was extremely excited: "Is this a little encouragement from you to me...your humble and insignificant maid?"

She held it carefully.

Like a treasure, like life.

She felt this taste, this supreme gift and honor.

Her body softened like water.

"Master..." In the luxury car, the extremely charming and moving body slowly twisted.

………………………………

Song Shihui gently raised his hand and injected a stream of spiritual energy into the body of the ugly playboy on the ground to stabilize his spirit and prevent him from collapse and going crazy.

The other person quickly regained consciousness and then screamed.

"Shut up!" Song Shihui scolded him coldly.

The other person shut up immediately.

"You..." Song Shihui looked down at him: "Be more careful next time!"

He doesn't know whether this dude is lucky? Still unfortunate.

To be able to live after offending that person...

The blessings accumulated by his ancestors may have been exhausted on him, and he still owes countless more.

And offending that person is a great misfortune in itself!

Fortunately...

He is arrogant after all.

Arrogant people are also proud.

Therefore, He did not take such ants and clowns to heart!

otherwise……

Song Shihui understood that even if he was here, this guy had already turned into pieces.

Even like that snake demon, it was deformed to death by the crazy twisted power.

So much so that he was haunted by a terrible curse, and his descendants suffered endless torture.

Thinking of this, Song Shihui shook his head.

In fact, he also hates such dandies.

but……

The Black Guards are the enforcers.

Law enforcement officers can have likes and dislikes, but they cannot bring them to work.

Because, if the law enforcers act based on likes and dislikes.

Then the law will lose its justice.

An unjust law, no matter how strict the terms and perfect the logic, is destined to be a bad law and a violent law.

So, Song Shihui picked up his phone and dialed a number.

Soon the staff came here and carried the clown away.

He will be sent to the Black Guard Correctional Center to receive psychological and behavioral modification.

To prevent him from being invaded by evil spirits.

It also prevents his life from being ruined.

"Hopefully he can learn from this lesson..."

"From now on, be more careful...and be...a good person!"

Song Shihui murmured to himself, of course he knew that this was just his good expectation.

In fact, in the case of the Black Guard, there are many similar dandies who were sent to correction. Instead of learning lessons after being discharged, there are many people who repeat the same mistakes.

According to statistics, the probability of re-offending after being discharged from a correctional center is as high as 70%!

This is the so-called country is easy to change and nature is hard to change!

Fortunately, 30% of people changed their minds after all.

With these thoughts in mind, Song Shihui's figure disappeared in the parking lot.

At the same time, the cordon of the cemetery was lifted.

People in the cemetery can come out.

But when they came out, many people were full of doubts and had no idea what had just happened at the entrance of the cemetery.