I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon Chapter 544: Please make me stupid one more point!

"The emperor of the South China Sea..."

"The Emperor of the North Sea is Chaos..."

"You and Suddenly Meet the Emperor of Chaos in the Central..."

The horror singing echoed in the fog of Nightmare Square.

In the half-dream and half-awake period, Amon, one of Solomon's 72 Pillars of Demon God, heard this, even for the gods, full of taboos and unknown whispers.

In the whisper, in the depths of the mist, the shadows are fascinating, and you can see the tentacles on the face of the terrible monster, directly against the blood and tissues on the top of the head.

The tentacles and those blood vessels are linked to each other.

Formed a strange and terrifying symbiosis.

And this terrifying whisper seems to have escaped from the tentacles.

Just listening, Amon thought, and quickly passed out.

Don't listen to these whispers.

Because intuition tells him that even God cannot listen to this kind of obscure taboo.

After listening, you may have to face some kind of horror.

But he can do nothing.

No matter what, I can't fall into a coma.

In the whisper, he became more sober.

The things that bound him, quietly let go of the restrictions.

It seems to be the master of that whisper, deliberately letting him listen to these taboos.

"You and Fudge Report the Virtue of Chaos..."

"Said: Everyone has seven orifices, to see, hear, eat, and breathe, this is unique, try to chisel them out!"

"It's a hole in the day, and it will die in chaos in seven days!"

While whispering here, it has become more gloomy and deep than ever before.

The fog on the entire Nightmare Square is boiling.

The huge figure standing in the rolling mist swayed madly.

Should a terrible whisper directly into Amon's mind.

This whisper is a question.

"If Chaos doesn't allow it..."

"Do you dare to know the trick?"

This question came out.

Amon's crow head fell apart.

He screamed.

The body of the devil is shattered every inch.

In the end, only a burning bow was left on the nightmare square shrouded in mist.

That was the bow of a space sailing ship that was shattered.

On the bow of the ship, there was a faint trace of a charred human figure.

A little solar flare, swaying in it.

In the flare, there is a string of ancient words.

The text is vague and incomplete.

But in it, there is the brilliance of the main **** level.

There are phantoms of falcon, bull, and lion flashing between these characters.

Vaguely, you can see the outline of ‘ra’.

The so-called Amon, one of Solomon's 72 Pillar Demon God, is just a weapon forged from embers.

Meow!

A meow appeared in the fog of Nightmare Square.

The black-haired girl showed her appearance carefully.

Then tremblingly held the burning and broken bow of the ship.

Hold it in your hand like a treasure.

Because this is the remains of his father.

The black-haired girl, kowtowing deeply into the mist.

He knows that this is the supreme kindness.

The fault is the great magnanimity of the appearanceless god, and the remains of his father locked the eternal life in the body of the **** Amon.

Not only that, but also has to endure humiliation, trampling and humiliation forever.

This is the fate of the loser.

Not only to kill, but to punish the heart!

Finally, we must deconstruct all the elements of the victim.

Let him become a joke, become a villain in the third-rate, become a chamber pot and toilet paper.

The great existence in the depths of the mist ignored the black-haired girl.

In his view, this is just something he does casually.

Now...

There are more important things to do!

Take advantage of the opportunity that the traitors are locked by the power of the great master when they are briefly awakened.

Completely block the escape of these traitors.

Force them to the sacrificial fields prepared for them one by one.

Let them fall into despair.

Then they were found one by one by the owner.

Butcher and destroy!

………………………………………………

Ling opened his eyes slowly and peacefully.

Everything before, flashed back in my mind.

He looked at his hands.

White, clean, and thin.

He looked around.

The room is very clean and tidy.

But everything seems to have become different.

He found that he didn't know what was going on, and he was already sitting at the desk.

The rice paper on the desk is full of crooked ancient texts.

These words are like the inscriptions inscribed on bronzes by the ancestors when they sacrificed their ancestors.

All text is the same.

Like a plant that has just sprouted.

There are branches and leaves, sprouting.

"Stupid!" In my memory, the characters on the ancestors' master cards flashed back.

Mom's words echoed in my ears.

"Spring is here, everything is reviving, and insects start to wriggle under the newly sprouting plants..."

"Is it very vivid?"

And he now knows that this word is his seal.

The seal he set for himself.

But why?

He doesn't know.

He can't remember everything before the seal.

I don’t know where I came from.

But he knew that he was abnormal.

Moreover, he understands that the world seems to be a little abnormal because of him.

His eyes are extremely bright.

As if to see through everything.

He felt like he was omnipotent.

Nothing in this world can be hidden from him.

Just...

He leaned back in his chair and laughed.

"Why do I think so many?"

He picked up the glasses on the table and put them on his eye sockets.

"I am who I am!"

"The one and only me!"

"No one can replace me!"

With the glasses on, the world finally becomes as simple as before.

Even if his heart is as clear as a mirror, it will never go back.

But...

It's like a thing he thought about a long time ago.

Suppose the bookstore is sold.

Tens of millions in an instant.

Hurry up and be an otaku happily.

Hy it up as you want.

But he won't do it!

Because, if this is the case, if you eat and wait for death, you can eat and wait for death.

But life will be meaningless.

Be a meaningful person!

This is what his education told him.

Meow!

A meow came from behind.

Ling turned around slowly, he smiled and looked at his pet: "Little boy!"

He stretched out his hand gently.

The kitten immediately jumped into his arms obediently.

The little guy is very docile and clings to his master's body.

He stroked the little guy's hair lightly.

Supple, warm, and good touch.

The nose can smell the nice scent in its hair.

Like the smell of spring flowers in full bloom.

It's faint, but refreshing.

Ling Pingping smelled, feeling very comfortable.

He likes this feeling.

Because he is human.

And he is a gentleman among humans.

Just...

He closed his eyes slightly.

Who am I?

Where am I from?

Where are you going?

The ultimate question of mankind, after all, still inevitably surfaced in my heart.

And these questions, he knows, as long as he takes off his glasses, he can know.

But he understands that this is not the time to think about these questions.

Because...

He helped his eyes.

This is just a pair of very cheap glasses, without any special structure.

What really works is just a spiritual function.

A purely conscious act.

Putting on the eye sockets meant that he thought he needed protection.

To put down the eye sockets is to remove the guards.

And he is not strong enough now.

At least not enough to face reality.

So, he is actually protecting himself by holding his eyes.

It is also a kind of hypnosis.

"Knowing too much is not great after all!"

As he said, he slowly closed his eyes.

The words written on the desk floated up.

Drilled into his eye socket lens.

Drilled into his eyes too.

Some things began to be deliberately dispelled.

He still remembers and understands.

But if you don’t think about it, you won’t remember it.

So, when he opens his eyes again, the world will be normal again.

He smiled and put his cat on the desk.

Then looked at the clean rice paper.

Pick up the brush and write four words on the paper: Rarely confused!

"It's better to be confused!"

"If you are too smart, others will not be able to live!" he said.

This is true!

This world, to him, is like a baby.

And he is too big.

A little bit of force will tear the swaddle-as soon as he realizes it.

So, it's better to be confused.

Trying to understand it as a bewilderment.

"Now, I better find something to do!" He said, "Also, distract myself!"

Like now, he is still thinking about these things.

So, he became smarter.

This is not good.

It's better to be stupid.

"Oh!" Thinking of this, he sighed again.

Because, he knew that when he realized this, he was actually a little smarter again.

If this continues, he will become smarter and smarter.

Maybe, in an hour, he will be able to solve calculus.

At this time tomorrow, Goldbach’s conjecture can be proved.

At this time the day after tomorrow, you can write down the laws of physics.

Students are rising.

But the world will also be torn to pieces due to the rise of this schoolmaster.

"What should I do?"

Ling Ping An looked at her pet.

"I heard that being in love can make people stupid?"

"Is this true?"

"Should I go find someone to talk about a stupid relationship?"

"Who is it looking for?"

"No way..."

"I'm a little smarter again!"

It's torture!

At this time, it's true!

A knock on the door came from outside.

Ling Ping'an stood up and tidied up his appearance-so as not to frighten the guests.

And his pet is obediently and docilely lying in his arms.

He walked to the door and opened it.

The Silla girl at the door, dressed in a frugal maid dress, with only a little blush on her face, her apricot face and cheeks, like a flowery grass, slim and graceful.

It's like a Jiangnan beauty stepping out of an ancient picture scroll.

Ling Ping blinked his eyes, making his pupils darker.

This is something he can control.

So, the girl in front of her instantly lost her color like a faded landscape painting.

This is much better.

"Miss Yin!" Lingping smiled: "You are here!"

Yin Mingxiu Yingyingyifu: "Well! The little girl greets the son!"

Ling Ping'an listened, and immediately took a breath: "Hiss!"

Because he is so smart.

The Silla girl was so smart that he just spoke, and he understood everything in an instant.

He even saw countless pictures.

Discussions between the King of Shilla and abroad.

Those unknown calculations.

The calculations of those well-dressed big men.

I also saw this Silla girl, her sincere, sincere, and flawless pure heart.

This is the price of cleverness!

He sighed.

He felt that if this continues, I am afraid he will prove Goldbach’s conjecture this afternoon.

It's horrible!

"Who can make me stupid?" he thought.

Yin Mingxiu listened to the sigh of the son in front of him.

She panicked immediately: "The son..."

Just about to apologize, I saw the son suddenly step forward.

The bright and deep pair of eyes seemed to have countless wisdom, staring at her with infinite brilliance.

It made her feel uneasy, it also made her short of breath, and made her feel deprived of her mind and will.

She trembled.

Trying hard to control myself.

But...

The son suddenly stretched out his hand.

He held her chin gently as if by magic.

His hands are warm and strong.

Just touching her skin made her breathe rapidly, her adrenaline soared, her face was immediately hot and flushed.

The two ears are even more burnt.

"Stop talking!" the son whispered softly.

These words have magical powers, and they also have infinite charm.

Let Yin Mingxiu close her eyes willingly, and gently bend her knees to facilitate the son's favor.

This is what she is looking forward to.

It's also something she strives for.

From the first day of education.

From the moment I knew the four words of Great Harmony in the World.

She is determined to do this.

For the world, for the world.

I will do everything I can, and I will stay steadfast!

But the grace of the son did not come for a long time.

He just dragged his chin.

The pair of eyes with infinite wisdom, as clean as a saint, looked straight.

Even if you close your eyes, Yin Mingxiu can feel the light of wisdom coming from those eyes, warming her body like the sun.

It made her feel as if she was swimming in the water of the Yalu River, being cared for and cared by by Silla's mother river.

It is also like the gentle spring breeze on the banks of the Han River, blowing in the rice fields on both sides of the bank.

Bring good luck, but also blessings and greetings.

"Master!" Yin Mingxiu screamed.

The sound is very small, but very nice.

More with a strong affection.

It's like a bowl of clear bird's nest syrup. Just bow your head and you can taste the sweetness of the sweet daughter.

But...

Ling Ping An let go of the girl in front of her.

"I haven't become stupid!"

Is it possible to be stupid if you say good love?

Is it the wrong posture?

Ling peacefully pondered.

But he didn't dare to think anymore.

Because, he knew if he had figured out this question.

Then, Goldbach’s conjecture can be proved immediately.

The world may not even see the sun tomorrow morning.

So, he can only let himself be stupid on this issue.

"Face the wind!"

At this time, the phone rang.

He lowered his head, picked up the phone, and looked at the caller ID.

It's auntie!

When this number appeared on the phone screen~IndoMTL.com~Ling Ping An was ecstatic.

Because, he found that his IQ dropped rapidly when he saw this number!

Just now, he was only one step away from solving calculus.

But now...

It degenerates into again, and can only barely solve the Gaoyuan equation in the third grade of junior high school.

This is great!

He picked up the phone happily.

"Auntie, please make me stupid!" he said sincerely.

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