I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Lingping finally had an appetite.

Feast on delicious crabs.

Don't tell me, this Fuso Matsuba Crab is really delicious.

Mainly fresh and sweet, no peculiar smell.

"This deep-sea pollution-free thing is delicious!" He sighed while eating.

He knew it a long time ago.

The peculiar smell you taste on your tongue is actually the contamination of the ingredients during the growth and processing.

But what can he do?

Do you cut off your tongue?

"I didn't have your son's life, but I got your son's disease..." He sighed in a low voice: "If this goes on, sooner or later, a pill!"

Fortunately, he is a gentleman.

A gentleman restrains himself, so he can control his desires.

So, he stuffed a roasted crab leg into his mouth and ate it.

At his feet, his pet also held a crab leg and ate slowly.

Finish the crab legs.

Ling Ping'an raised his head and saw a man dressed in a white formal suit that looked a bit like a white-collar worker on TV, standing beside him.

"Is something wrong?" Ling Ping asked.

The other party seemed to be stuttering: "No...no...nothing..."

"Oh!" Ling Pingping lowered his head and continued to pack the food in front of him.

As a gourmet, he never fails to live up to any cuisine.

but……

After a while, he raised his head again and looked beside him: "Your Excellency, what's the matter with you?"

"Is it hot in here?"

After a while, the person in front of him, the hair on his forehead, was wet with sweat.

After thinking about it, Lingping felt wrong.

So he asked, "What's wrong with you?"

When he thinks about it, this person may be suffering from some kind of disease, and he is sick now?

So he's asking for help?

………………

Sweat dripped from Tang An's forehead.

The hair was quickly wet, as if experiencing a life-and-death struggle.

His heart was beating fast.

The heartbeat is very loud!

This is unprecedented.

With just a few simple words, Tang An felt as if he had walked through the gates of hell.

"Is this the real power?" he thought.

Just now, the one just looked up at him.

Just a glance.

Indifferent eyes, like a scientist in the laboratory, looking at the guinea pig that he has raised and is about to be sent to the test bench.

That seemingly ordinary glance contains too much information.

It made him tremble and made his heart pound.

And a simple question that followed sent him into the bottomless abyss, frozen in the hell of death and terror.

"What's up?"

The simple three words, but like magic, reverberated in his heart.

Immediately it turned into countless eerie whispers and terrifying murmurs.

In the ears, there are countless terrifying existences that are indistinctly rebuking.

"evil creature!"

"Ants!"

"Weeds!"

He was trembling and trembling, and the two were fighting.

There is only one feeling in my heart: I only know the power of great power today!

It's just approaching, just looking directly, and in a sentence, he has no fighting spirit and his mood drops.

Worse yet...

The whispers and murmurs that lingered in my heart.

Like a spell, it haunts the soul.

Let Tang An understand that he has one foot on the brink of death.

Next, he only had to pay attention.

I'm afraid he will die here immediately.

look……

Da Neng even found an excuse for him.

You are sick!

Heart disease, high blood pressure, myocardial infarction, pulmonary obstruction...

There is always a disease that can make him die peacefully.

And Tang An knew that he had 10,000 ways to make his death very symptomatic for this powerful man who could not be handled with common sense.

Even the top forensic doctor in the black-clothed guard couldn't find the fault.

not to mention……

The black-clothed guard didn't dare to care about this guy at all.

So he took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Then, Tang An answered cautiously, "I have a problem with sweating since I was a child... I'll make you laugh!"

Everyone said he was sick.

Tang An is a smart man.

He knew that he could not be without illness.

must have.

There must be none!

Because this is power.

It's him who stirs things up! He is also the one who makes clouds and rains! Zemao Shanchuan is still him!

Ling Ping'an listened and tutted twice, but he was not surprised.

Because he suffers from facial blindness.

Pushing oneself to the other, naturally, the world is so big, and there will always be some strange diseases that appear in other people.

Then he asked, "Are you looking for me?"

The other side nodded.

Lingping was surprised: "We know each other?"

Tang An swallowed his saliva, shaking his head like a rattle.

Ling Ping frowned: "Then what do you have to do with me?"

Tang An lowered his head, his heart beat faster, and his mouth was dry.

He knew that he had faced a life-or-death decision.

If the answer is not good, I am afraid that I will have to go and review today's affairs with the Lord of Hell!

Because of this, Tang An clearly heard a hint of anger and prestige in this man's tone.

This means, this one is a little angry!

Since ancient times, the bigger the person, the more serious the consequences of being angry!

So Tang An became more and more nervous.

He tried hard to recall some of the information he had obtained.

All kinds of scattered information obtained through Heiyiwei, Fusang embassy, ​​Shilla embassy and other channels.

this……

Inside the black-clothed guard, there is a special code name 'Respect God'.

In the intelligence agencies of various countries, they are called 'x'.

Incomparably mysterious, extremely powerful, and extremely terrifying!

Last night was enough to prove how powerful and terrifying he was.

Turn your hands for the cloud and cover your hands for the rain!

A real big man who can make a country with one word, and a big man who loses his country with one word!

I don't know how many embassies and high-level officials in many countries have already established files for him.

And the black-clothed guard had the most contact with him.

So, know the most about it.

Unfortunately, every specific information about him is top secret!

Only the generals of the black guards and the first and second assistants of the cabinet are eligible to read.

It is said that there is some more important information that even requires the approval of the black-clothed guard governor and the review of the black-clothed guard joint meeting before it can be read!

Therefore, everything about this person is hidden in the mist.

People have only one perception of him: strong! Very strong, too strong to describe, even incomprehensible!

also……

It is his generosity.

Yan Luojian Zhang Hui, who fought with that peerless monster in the Feather-Clothed Fox Rebellion, was seriously injured and had already been sentenced to death.

Therefore, he took a back seat and became the minister of the palace.

Legend has it that he can only make three shots at most, and his body will collapse.

but now……

He was alive and kicking, and was even said to have opened further portals.

It is impossible to say that in two or three months, the Federal Empire will add another general!

And he is an invincible general!

The iron-faced judge Situ He is nothing more than a major general.

However, in the Southern Zhou Dynasty, three moves took down the head of Huyanyue, the ancestor of the wasp.

Even the governor, who had already been unable to enter, broke the shackles and went further!

This is what the ancestors of his family said.

The governor has stepped into the boundary between man and god.

Just one step away, you can break free from the shackles of human beings and step into the legendary realm of immortals and gods!

This is the first human being who has done it since the aura was revived!

And all these changes are closely related to the one in front of him.

In the past, when people heard these legends, they were all surprised and amazed.

But last night, the facts were irrefutable!

This supernatural power is great and strong, and no one has any doubts!

So, all parties began to arrange.

And Tang An...

Take the first step bravely!

Be the first to eat crabs!

Great courage!

It can even be called a gamble!

Bet on the generosity of the great power, and also bet on its tolerance.

After all, the three generals of the black-clothed guards, on his side, got benefits.

Last night, he personally took action to teach the Fa for hundreds of people, so that they could become enlightened and awakened.

Naturally, the attribute of generosity was marked on him by all parties.

Before he came, Tang An even fantasized that he got the green eyes, and even recorded the door wall.

Now that I think about it, it's ridiculous!

How could such a person be able to manipulate or even calculate at will?

Want to hug your thighs?

But if he could hold this thigh, why should the black-clothed guard work so hard?

Thinking of this, Tang An couldn't help but let out a wry smile.

"I'm really blinded by lard..." he sighed.

But this is the end, regret is useless.

Now the plan is how to remedy.

"Your Excellency..." Tang An looked at the great power who was eating the food in front of him. He licked his chapped lips, blushing, and answered cautiously, "Please forgive me. Taking the liberty of..."

He lowered his head and looked at the kitten that was eating crab legs at the great master's feet, and didn't even bother to look at him.

The black kitten, even if it is lying on its stomach and eating crab legs, is extremely elegant.

Like a very noble queen, lying on a high throne.

Also like an elegant princess, eating melons and fruits in the garden of the palace.

He knew that the cat was this pet.

A top spirit pet!

And it is wise.

So, he smiled to please: "What breed is your cat?"

This is to save the country by curve.

Then find another opportunity to take advantage of the great power to get a chance to get away.

As for hugging the thighs?

He no longer dared!

Such powerful thighs are not something he can hold.

Ling Ping'an smiled and said, "My cat?"

"I do not know!"

He really didn't know what breed the cat he raised was.

I only know that it is not a pastoral cat anyway.

He didn't bother to check the breed of this little guy.

You have already raised them, so what do you care about?

If you have that skill, why don't you play a game!

As he said that, he waved his hand, and the little guy on the ground jumped onto his knees obediently.

Meow!

The little guy yelled obediently and acted like a spoiled brat to his master.

The handkerchief in Tang An's hand was completely wet with sweat.

He started to sweat on his back.

Soon the clothes on the back were soaked through.

In his mind, the whispers continued, and the murmurs were everywhere.

It was so weird that it made his heart palpitate.

He could also hear what this guy meant.

"My cat..."

"I do not know……"

The voice of indifference, refusing people thousands of miles away.

So, cherish words like gold!

Worse yet...

Tang An found that he tried his best to shrink pores and control sweating.

But simply can't control it.

Sweat is pouring out!

"A prophecy!"

"A prophecy!"

He was shocked!

This is magic!

First ask if you are sick?

After admitting that he was ill, the disease went with him, according to his own words.

Sure enough, he got this sweating disease.

Even if he is an extraordinary person, and he is still a major!

It's impossible to sweat so weirdly.

He wanted to get down on his knees and begged the mighty man to receive his supernatural powers.

but……

He dare not!

He doesn't even know if his 'sickness' is enough?

Ling Ping Ping looked at the person beside him.

Looking at his hair, it was soaking wet all of a sudden.

Even the clothes were sweating.

"How are you?" he asked. "Are you okay? Do you want to call a doctor?"

He sweated so much, it seems that this person is not lightly ill.

As a gentleman, Lingping naturally has the virtue of being helpful!

But his words fell in Tang An's ears, but they sounded like thunder.

With a jolt, he laughed immediately, and laughed desperately, showing a relaxed expression: "It's okay! It's okay..."

"I'm getting used to it... I'm used to it... Don't worry, please remember!"

Does he dare to say he is not good?

Isn't that hitting the face of the person in front of you?

Even, a little bit on the line...

This is shameless for the face!

Get beaten up!

Putting it aside in ancient times, it is impossible to say that it is 'holding resentment', and it will be regarded as ignorant!

Lingping looked at the person in front of him, sweating non-stop while trying to be brave.

He shook his head and said, "Your Excellency... If you are sick, you still need to be treated!"

Although I don't know what the cause is?

but……

As a rare disease patient, Lingping knows that people suffering from rare diseases are very painful.

as he...

Facial blindness!

Really annoying!

Re-identify people every day.

If you don't pay attention, you will even forget what you look like.

But he did not give up treatment.

Still persevering, working hard, remembering every important person and familiar person in my life.

Now, that perseverance has paid off.

For example, he can always remember his aunt now, and even Michiko Chiba recently.

Therefore, Lingping exhorted: "Don't shy away from treating diseases!"

Tang An asked cautiously while wiping away his sweat, "Do you mean that there is still a cure for my illness?"

This made him simply overjoyed.

As long as this person is relaxed, Tang An understands that his illness will definitely be saved!

Ling Ping Ping shook his head: "How do I know?"

"It's a doctor's business..."

Tang An's heart first fell to the bottom, and then hope rekindled.

"Then I'll go see a doctor..." he said.

"Yeah!" Ling Ping'an nodded: "Then come on!"

Tang An swallowed.

come on?

It means... Although my disease can be cured in the end.

But it must be a lot of hard work?

But what can he do?

Can only smile, even with a flattering and flattering smile, bowing his head: "Well! I will do my best!"

Stand upright when beaten.

In front of Almighty, he can only accept.

if not?

If it's really serious, I'm afraid it's not a matter of the so-called 'sweating'.

It was only now that Tang An remembered some of the legends he had obtained from the Fusang Embassy.

Legend has it that this man has the same mind as an ancient sage.

Legend has it that his cultivation is as noble as a saint.

It is said that these legends came from a person who had contact with him in the Fusang Kingdom.

At first, Tang An was unconvinced.

In this world, where can the real power be the saints described by those nerds?

Do you need any training?

unnecessary!

But now, he suddenly realized.

Indeed a saint!

Indeed a saint!

Just this one hand, punishing the former and the latter, is a full sage's method!

I beat you, and I want you to read well.

Punishment in silence, in a few words, let him understand the rules and etiquette.

Isn't this a saint? Who are the saints?

This is not a saint, who is a saint?

Confucius and Mencius are just like that!

Or……

If Confucius and Mencius were born in extraordinary times...

Then, they will look like this!

One word thinks the law of the world, and every man is a teacher for all generations!

So, Tang An respectfully bowed to the head again: "Then... I will retire first..."

Saying that, he turned around cautiously.

The whispers and murmurs lingering in my heart disappeared quietly.

The pressure all over his body dissipated at once.

Only the sweat from his forehead and back continued to flow down.

Tang An sighed in relief.

He understood that this almighty raised his hand after all.

otherwise……

only……

The death penalty is acquitted, but the living sin cannot escape.

This sweating disease, I am afraid it is not so easy to treat!

He thought, raised his head, and saw the guy who was still staring at the door.

The one who tipped him off.

The man who paid him seven million.

Killing intent rose faintly in his heart, and some angered this person.

So, Tang An glared at him fiercely, and remembered the other party's appearance firmly.

……………………

When Qin Ming was wandering and nervous, he suddenly caught a look.

A horrible, angry look.

Just looking at it made his heart go cold.

"Sure enough..." Qin Ming lamented: "This money is hot!"

Seven million!

Even in the imperial capital, can you buy a 20-square-meter bedroom?

Equivalent to decades of middle-class savings!

However, the man gave it to him casually, and as long as he did two small things.

It's a matter of little effort.

Now that I think about it carefully, Qin Ming is more afraid the more he thinks about it.

Since ancient times, there has been an iron law that has been subverted and unchanged - the greater the benefit, the greater the risk!

so……

The other party smashed seven million, and he must want at least ten times the benefit!

no way!

Qin Ming could only bite the bullet and step forward.

With a sad face, he said to the man who passed by him and was sweating for some reason: "Is it okay to give you your money back..."

"Haha..." Tang An laughed.

This man is not stupid!

pity……

Take his money and do things for him.

Now, he has this sweating disorder.

It's paid a price.

So……

What about this person?

What price will he pay for the seven million windfall?

Spy on the mighty...

Can it be blameless? !

Thinking of this, most of Tang An's anger dissipated.

He laughed, didn't answer, and walked past this man.

When Qin Ming saw it, why didn't he understand how critical the situation was?

He shouted: "I'll give it back to you! My friend, I'll give it back to you, okay?"

He doesn't want to die...

He hasn't married yet, and he has to pass on the lineage!

So, Qin Ming chased after him, grabbed Tang An's sleeve, and begged, "I'll give it back to you, please!"

but……

All he saw was a pair of indifferent eyes.

"I can't help you either!"

Yes!

Even if he wanted to help, he couldn't!