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I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon Chapter 425

Chapter 425 - a Missed Opportunity

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Ling Ping’an waved goodbye to his aunt.

Then, he turned around and saw Hu Nuonuo’s small face with an intimate smile.

Ling Ping’an was a little scared by the look.

He couldn’t help moving his eyes and then he remembered something, “Miss Hu, haven’t you already signed up?”

“Quickly go and find the people in the management office!”

Hu Nuonuo laughed, “It’s okay… I’ve made an agreement with them…”

“You can go there anytime, anywhere!”

This was her privilege, the privilege of a medical practitioner!

“Young master, can I go to your room and have a seat?” Hu Nuonuo subconsciously rolled up her bangs and there was a flirtatious look on her face.

This was the characteristic of the nine-tailed fox’s bloodline and it was an unavoidable instinctive reaction.

If it was an ordinary person, they would probably be charmed just by seeing this expression from afar.

However, in Ling Ping’an’s eyes, it was extremely normal because he was face blind.

“Alright!” Ling Ping’an nodded. He carried the shopping bag in his hand and walked forward.

Hu Nuonuo was extremely happy and immediately followed him.

In the Land of Chu, a small wooden boat was sailing on the Xiang River.

A strong man was paddling the wood pulp.

The little girl in red beside him was very cute.

“Dad!” Suddenly, the little girl handed him a phone.

The strong man looked down.

“Lieutenant General Hurricane, Prince of Poland?”

“A demigod?!”

He lowered his head, picked up a pen, closed his eyes and wrote in the dustpan.

A moment later, she opened her eyes.

Words had appeared in the dustpan.

“To the imperial capital!”

It was the intention of this Yun Zhongjun.

The strong man laughed and said to his daughter: “Ah Yun, let’s go, let’s go to the imperial capital!”

The Qin clan from Land of Chu had awakened their ancestors’ supernatural power to communicate with Yun Zhongjun.

Thus, his strength had advanced by leaps and bounds.

In less than a month, he had crossed the general’s limit.

The Soul Tavern in Jiangcheng City.

It was daytime now and there were no customers in the tavern.

Liu Qingqing leaned lazily against the bar counter.

She dozed off half asleep and half awake. Her voluptuous body swayed back and forth, revealing her charm.

The television in front of her was playing the news.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes and looked at the screen.

The prince from Poland was elegant on the television.

Liu Qingqing looked at the news.

She blinked her eyes.

“It seems that… young master has gone to the imperial capital…” she thought.

“Should I go to the imperial capital? “She thought.

After thinking for a while, she stood up.

She grabbed the little puppet in the bar counter and pressed it lightly.

The four limbs of the puppet started to creak.

The two pale eyeballs on the strange brains of the puppet started to move.

Then, this thing actually jumped onto Liu Qingqing’s head with a plop.

Its two arms, which seemed like they could be broken at any time, started to move crazily.

“Speak!” The puppet actually spoke in human language. Its extremely cold and crazy voice raged throughout the entire tavern, “Who do you want to kill?”

Killing intent boiled and terror surged.

The countless talismans and scriptures within the tavern began to light up with spiritual light.

These crazy voices were restricted to this tavern.

Liu Qingqing casually slapped down on this bizarre little thing.

Under the other party’s pale and terrifying gaze, Liu Qingqing said to it, “Master went to the imperial capital…”

“I want to go too!”

The puppet’s eyes started to spin crazily and cracks started to appear on its strange face.

“Master went to the imperial capital…”

“Master woke up?” It asked anxiously and its entire body started to tremble.

“No!” Liu Qingqing shook her head, “But, I’m afraid it’s going to happen soon!”

“Then what are we waiting for?!” The puppet screamed, “Go to the imperial capital quickly!”

“If we don’t go to him before he wakes up, we’ll have to suck up to him…”

“When he wakes up completely, we’ll be forgotten by him!”

“Forgotten!” The puppet cried out in fear, “That’s a fate worse than death!”

Luming Villa.

Shang Juan was still searching.

However, many of his companions had already dispersed.

This was because an even bigger piece of news had happened.

The Poles!

The Prince of the Polish royal family was about to enter Luming Villa.

This was a blatant provocation!

All the transcendent being in the world were boiling!

Legend had it that there were already many deities who sent a message.

“I will kill the clown!”

“How dare he boast so shamelessly?”

There was even a rumor that the son of the current Celestial Master of Dragon Tiger Mountain would once again descend the mountain with the Yangping Capital Merit Stamp.

Just like during the hundred-year war.

That was the Yangping Capital Merit Stamp!

It was the most famous divine artifact in the transcendent being world!

And it was a top-grade divine artifact!

It had countless glorious battle achievements!

It had shattered more than a dozen Qin Lu divine artifacts in a head-on collision!

Therefore, the entire Luming Villa was in an uproar.

A portion of the people had already gone to the imperial capital, preparing to hold the stinky feet of those immortals who were about to arrive in the capital.

A portion of the people went straight to the airport, preparing to welcome the son of the Celestial Master who could arrive at any time. They wanted to witness the glory of the Yangping Capital Merit Stamp.

The rest of them were not idle either. They all contacted the person in charge at home to discuss the situation.

Only Shang Juan and a few others were still looking for the mysterious person who might allow ordinary people to become extraordinary people.

Unfortunately…

They did not meet him even after searching for an entire day, especially Shang Juan.

He waited in the elevator of the Yan Lou for an entire day, but he did not see anyone go up to the ninth floor.

During this time, he even met that volunteer from Xinluo several times.

However, he still did not meet that person.

“Forget it…” Shang Juan thought, “That person is probably also in the imperial city area, waiting for the situation to develop…”

Thus, after the elevator landed once again, he gritted his teeth and finally stepped out.

“I’ll come back tomorrow to take a look…”

Thus, he walked forward.

At this moment, a man and a woman walked toward him.

The man was about 1.75 meters tall and wore a set of private clothes that seemed to be custom-made from the capital’s transcendent being department store.

As for the woman…

Shang Juan took a look. She was very beautiful and had a good figure… and she looked a little familiar, as if he had seen her somewhere before?

He couldn’t help but take another look.

At this moment, his cell phone rang. He looked down and saw that it was his home phone.

He hurriedly picked it up.

Listening to his uncle’s voice on the phone, he turned around and looked at the man and woman.

“That woman…”

“Where have I seen her before?”

“Right!” He remembered.

On the wall of the internal building of Bianque Hospital’s headquarters!

At the end of the first row.

The specially invited doctor — Hu Nuonuo!

Hu Nuonuo?

Hibiscus fairy doctor?!

Then who was the person beside her?

Shang Juan’s breathing quickened. He hung up the phone and chased after her.

However, the elevator door had already closed and was starting to go up!

Shang Juan looked at the elevator that was going up and suddenly felt lost.

I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

I Really Am Not the Demon God, 我真不是魔神
Status: Ongoing Author: ,

As the owner of an ordinary bookstore, Ling PingAn’s biggest wish was to muddle through life and do absolutely nothing.

However, customers that were right in the middle of their pubescent crisis kept visiting his store in the dead of night.

For the sake of his business, Ling PingAn had to mimic their childish tones, sparing no effort to promote the books in his store.

When he finally managed to sell his books after going through a great verbal tug-o-war, each and every one of them said that they don’t have money, and that they wish to use various tools that were seemingly divine artifacts as pledge.

Looking at these customers, Ling PingAn could only agree to them resignedly.

But little did he know that every single book that these customers purchased from him had altered in appearance.

“Secrets of Cosplay” became “Lower Abyss Research Report”

“Stellaris: Settings for Synth Ascension” was in fact “Gospel for Synthetic Beings”

What’s more, in the eyes of these customers, he was actually a horrifying ruler of Diablos, an indefinable entity that held the reins of all realms.

In this regard, Ling PingAn said, “I’m not, I didn’t, don’t talk nonsense.

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