I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon Chapter 198: Loan

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Ran Bing tremblingly sat on the sofa in this strange living room.

Only dare to touch the **** slightly.

Because, the moment she sat on it, she already felt that she was not sitting on a sofa at all!

but...

A creamy and icy mass of flesh and blood!

Moreover, this thing is still creeping slowly!

Raising his head, there is a seemingly smooth table on the desk in front.

A ignited sprout, I don't know when it appeared in it.

It swayed gently, and eyes seemed to grow out of the fire.

It looked at Ran Bing, and then slowly disappeared.

Just like a security inspector who has completed the security check.

Meow!

The little black cat gracefully jumped onto the opposite sofa, looking straight at Ran Bing with amber cat eyes.

This made Ran Bing couldn't help but shiver!

Fortunately, this kitten does not seem to be malicious.

It just looked at Ran Bing and observed Ran Bing.

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Walking between the bookshelves, there is a triumphant smile on the corners of the peaceful mouth.

A real chicken lover! ?

Definitely also a firearms lover!

So he reached out and pulled out a book from the shelf.

"Firearms"!

This is a big tome, as the name suggests, it tells the development history of various individual weapons and their basic structure, characteristics and design details.

For military enthusiasts, this is a rare good book!

Of course...

Ling Ping'an turned around and looked at the guest sitting on the sofa.

Considering that the other party might not like watching such **** works, Ling Ping'an reached out and pulled out another book: "The Gun Girl"!

Compared to the **** "Firearms" this classic textual research book.

"Gun Mother" has a different approach, personifying guns, and telling readers the story between guns in the image of a girl cartoon.

It's pretty pretty!

With these two books, Ling Pian continued to walk inside.

This is a great customer!

Can't let her underestimate the strength of the bookstore!

So...

Ling Ping'an raised his head and looked directly at the cabinet above the bookshelf inside.

He stood on tiptoe, opened the cabinet, and a row of old books came into view.

Ling Ping'an stretched out his hand and directly pulled out a thick book from it.

"Individual Tactics and Application"!

This is one of the treasures of the bookstore in Lingping!

No one can buy this kind of book.

Because it is a textbook for military academies, it talks about the skills and training of individual combat.

This was bought many years ago when the bookstore was still run by my aunt. At that time, that aunt clamored to join the army every day to become a contemporary Hua Mulan.

So, I bought a series of military books.

This "Single Soldier Tactics and Application" was bought by the aunt and nurse.

Then...

One day, my aunt gave up Hua Mulan's dream.

She decided to become a researcher of ancient culture!

This is also normal!

She has always been doing things for three minutes!

Speaking of which, being able to work in that ancient culture research institute for so long is really beyond imagination!

Ling Pingan initially predicted that she would be there for at most three months!

Who knows, it takes years to work!

This book has been in the bookstore for several years.

If you can sell it, you can get some blood back!

So, Ling Ping An took these three books, walked briskly, hummed a little song, and walked back.

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"Look up, the starry sky is high..."

The soft singing sound, from far to near.

"Night is falling, and the sky is full of stars..." The sound of footsteps came slowly.

During the chant, Ran Bing felt a hazy before his eyes.

One after another, horrible monsters that can't be described in words or words, danced in this chant.

Like an orchestra that moves with the conductor’s baton.

"The prosperous age is no longer, the end is coming...break through the cage, the awakened god!"

The haziness in front of me gradually revealed a substantial picture.

The earth is collapsing and the mountains are breaking.

One after another densely populated city is igniting a raging fire.

Countless people ran away.

Amid the miserable howling, one after another tentacle protruded from the ground and from the bottom of the sea!

The whole world, at the moment He woke up, was inevitably doomed to tragic extinction!

The chanting in the ear continues.

"In His name, create an era..."

"When he returned, the sky was dark and dark..."

The wind is whizzing through the broken ground, and the rolled sand dust is flying in the sky, blocking the sun.

The world has inevitably moved into a dark age.

Floating cities have become the last refuge for life in the world.

"This is the truth about the collapse of the old world?" Ran Bing swallowed.

She looked at the people who had ascended to the floating city in the shadows.

Trying to find the shadow of his parents.

Unfortunately, I can't find it!

The chanting in my ears stopped abruptly at this moment.

A hand is placed on Ran Bing's shoulder.

Everything in front of me was shattered, as if only Ran Bing's illusion and imagination.

"Guest..." Ran Bing turned his head and saw the weird man, and handed over books that exude an unknown and scary atmosphere: "Look at these books..."

"Is it to your appetite?!"

In the fog-shrouded head, the fire is flowing like the sun.

Ran Bing took a deep breath, summoned all courage, and asked: "What song did you sing just now?"

"Oh..." the other party replied: "I heard when playing games..."

"How, does it sound good?"

Ran Bing nodded blankly.

"Playing games..."

"The collapse of a world is just a game in his eyes?!"

Ran Bing didn't know exactly what the collapse of the old world had to do with the weird person in front of him.

But she can already be sure that everything in the old world is closely related to him!

"Guest..." The other party sat down expectantly, and sat down on the sofa opposite Ran Bing, sitting upright, like a king, full of power, and like a demon ruler, full of Mystery.

His pet jumped into his arms.

The sacred brilliance reflected by the pyramid can't even touch him at all.

Ran Bing looked at this situation.

She suddenly had a kind of enlightenment.

"Perhaps for him...not...it should be him..."

"For him, the collapse of the world is indeed a simple game..."

He heard his voice in his ear.

Very easy-going, but full of indisputable and defiant power: "Look at the book first to see if you like it?"

Ran Bing listened to this sentence.

I don't know why, she always feels that there is extra meaning and information hidden in this sentence.

She lowered her head and looked at the three books already in her hands.

Evil and terrible pupils opened one by one on the covers of these books.

They stared at Ran Bing with their unknown pupils.

Countless terrifying and weird voices rang in Ran Bing's ears.

"The humble ant!"

"How lucky you are!"

"The great master allows you to walk in!"

"You can even go out alive!"

In a daze, Ran Bing saw these pupils and intertwined pictures one after another before her eyes.

Countless corpses, Duilei is in the deep mist.

People who walked in...

Countless!

But it can survive...

Very few!

There is no one in a hundred who can see the lights here in the fog!

Everyone who can walk in and come here.

They are all selected!

They are all screened.

Ran Bing shook his head, the vision in front of him disappeared.

"So, I was also selected?" She was silent, asking herself inwardly.

In that case...

So...

She raised her head and looked at the weirdo who was petting her pet.

"He...choose me...what is his intention?"

Ran Bing didn't know, and told her intuitively, don't think about it.

Because, I can’t think about this!

So, she continued to bow her head, picked up one of the books, and looked at the cover.

There, a bunch of twisted gas wriggling on the cover.

Two special evil characters are formed in the creep.

Although, Ran Bing couldn't understand these two terrifying evil words.

However, the moment she saw these two words, there was a terrible voice, whispering in her ear: "Spike spirit!"

With this whisper, countless terrible thoughts and knowledge rolled in her brain.

Let Ran Bing know what is recorded and described in this book.

That is...

Turn weapons into taboo knowledge of life!

Use modified weapons to hunt other lives.

In the hunt and kill, continue to evolve and grow.

At the same time, the transformed spear spirit will also feed back its owner.

Let it continue to evolve and grow, and eventually the spear spirit and master will grow into beings similar to gods!

Ran Bing took a deep breath, and wanted to turn the pages of the book to go to the terrible content.

But...

This is not allowed!

Because of this book, she is not yet qualified, let alone used!

Ran Bing put down the book, then picked up the second one.

As soon as the tentacles, the heavy feeling comes from the hands.

She looked down, and the unknown cloud of death shrouded in the cover.

The gurgling blood flows slowly on the cover.

Countless miserable howls came faintly.

The whisper in the ear again: "The Book of Seven Kills!"

Kill kill kill kill kill kill!

In Ran Bing's brain, only this word keeps rolling.

The killing is real!

Killing is the way!

The killing is right!

The so-called killing one is a sin, but Tu Wan is a male!

Kill all the opponents and monsters!

Even if an ant has been slightly disrespectful, he must be killed!

The day of success is the time of awakening.

What is the awakening?

Great old ruler!

Can cross the world, the starry sky and the universe, and can even exist in the past and future high-dimensional life!

Ran Bing took a deep breath!

She knows, the things recorded in this book, even if she just takes a look, she may collapse immediately!

She put the book aside and looked at the last one.

She picked it up and put it in her hand.

On the cover, billowing green smoke curls up.

Evil and weird noises were heard in the smoke.

Two distorted words, walking through the smoke, can finally recognize the title of the book directly: Spirit Gun!

This is a taboo book completely different from Spear Spirit.

If the spear spirit is about casting a brand new weapon, and in the process of using it, continuously absorbing the life, psychic energy, and soul of the prey, and constantly evolving, the owner needs to rely on the spear spirit to feed back to become strong.

Then this book records that practitioners rely on their own strength to transform weapons.

Suppress everything with your own strength!

Unlike a spear spirit, if the spear spirit dies, the owner must die too.

Put down the book in his hand.

Ran Bing examined them one by one.

Of these three books, apart from the "Book of Seven Kills", there are two remaining, and she wants each one.

But the problem is...

She raised her head and looked at the weird man across.

She knows very well that everything in the world needs a price!

So...

What is the cost of these books?

So, she plucked up the courage and asked the other person: "Your Excellency, how do you plan to sell?"

Listening to Ran Bing’s question, the other party slowly straightened up and asked softly: "Guest, which one do you want?"

Ran Bing lowered his head, picked up "Spirit Spear", then picked up "Spirit Spear".

To be honest, she wants both!

Because she knows that these two books will definitely work together.

But...

She understands that such a book, such a magical book, and a forbidden book, the price to pay, I am afraid she cannot bear.

Thinking over and over again, she finally made a decision!

She gritted her teeth and picked up the spear spirit, and asked: "How do you sell this book?"

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Ling Ping An looked at the book with the lovely gun girl painted.

He laughed: "Sure enough, the paper man is still more attractive!"

It's right to think about it, the love of the little girls for the two-dimensional paper man is no more than that of the young people!

When Lingping was in college, a few female students in the class were asking for one or two thousand krypton money every month in order to raise paper people, female geese and geese!

Compared to many other male classmates playing the game krypton gold fiercely!

No wonder some economists say that women have the strongest spending power!

And men's spending power is not as good as pets!

However, Lingping also noticed that the other party seemed to have a good impression of the **** "Firearms".

I just don’t know why I didn’t make an inquiry.

As a good bookstore owner, how can Lingping let go of a potential sale?

Impossible!

So, he smiled and said: "Guest, your book is priced at fifty-two yuan in the store..."

This kind of two-dimensional book, the price is still relatively cheap, but the profit is not bad!

"But if you buy another copy..."

"I can give you a discount..."

"If you give two hundred yuan together, you can buy the two books together!"

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Ran Bing listened to the strange man in front of him.

"Five-two yuan?" She frowned.

The old world has collapsed, and the floating city has no monetary system for a long time, replaced by wealth calculated by contribution value.

Besides...

Here, in this weird bookstore.

Does currency really exist?

Or ~IndoMTL.com~ Is the currency that humans can understand?

When Ran Bing didn't know how to answer.

The kitten lying in the arms of the weirdo screamed suddenly.

Ran Bing looked at him.

This kitten, this god.

A certain will appeared in him.

To be precise, it was projected from the pyramid reflecting behind him.

In the pyramid, the figure of the black pharaoh has emerged.

The scepter in his hand is rippling with infinite power.

He passed his will accurately to Ran Bing.

He is willing to lend!