I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon Chapter 441: Buying life money

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Ling peacefully wanders in the forest of seafood and meat.

"Little boy..." He asked his pet: "What should we eat?"

The kitten in her arms screamed softly.

Ling Ping'an laughed and walked to the fish area in front of him.

Puffer fish fillet, tuna fillet, salmon fillet......

There are more weird curious foods such as sea urchins.

"Raw food, this is the work of a gentleman!" Lingping smiled and picked up a dinner plate, randomly selected a few pieces of fish, he planned to taste first.

If it's not delicious...

Then bite the bullet and eat!

You can't bother Chiba Michiko every meal.

Ling Ping An wants to meet that little Fusang chef too much now-afraid of embarrassment!

Turning around, Lingping saw a man about his age standing behind him. When the other party saw him turning around, he immediately leaned back politely.

Lingping glanced at him and nodded.

He took the dinner plate and walked to a corner.

The man kept looking at his peace.

It wasn't until Ling sat down peacefully that he seemed to regret it and walked lonely into the distance.

Lingping looked at this person and shook his head: "A weird person!"

But...

He is not a curious baby, so he doesn't just talk to people just to satisfy his curiosity.

With the lesson of last night.

Lingping knows that he should learn his lesson!

In the future, really don't talk to people casually, let alone run around with people casually.

After all, be careful when you are away!

Don't make it so that the aunt will come out to redeem someone at the end, that would be a shame!

However, at the same time, Lingping had another thought, quietly lingering in my heart.

"An ant, don't care about him!"

This idea is very rampant, very domineering, looking at everything!

But the peace of mind seems to have no idea.

He lowered his head, picked up the knife and fork, and started eating vegetables.

"I hope it's delicious!" he said.

Confucius said: You can't get tired of eating and eating!

Sugar food, but a gentleman's food!

Thinking that Chen Deng ate fish slices back then, but he didn't want to stop when he was full of parasites, and eventually died of parasitic diseases.

Fortunately, it is modern now.

Summary food is generally sea fish, so you don't have to worry about the risk of parasites.

So, Lingping can eat with peace of mind.

First, a tuna belly.

The mouth is soft and oily, but...

"This taste..." Ling Ping'an sighed: "Not even one-third of the Chiba Jiang's!"

Fortunately, it's not bad.

So, Ling Pian reluctantly can pinch his nose to fill his stomach.

While eating, he still feeds his cat.

However, the little guy seems to be a bit picky like him.

The food is not what you like.

Furthermore, looking at the appearance of this product, the food in the capital is not as good as the cat food at home!

Ling Ping An is also happy: "It seems that even the royal family is the same..."

"The things in this restaurant are all about pomp and not about taste..."

"It's just for people to see..."

He shook his head: "It's really idle!"

But, this is the world now.

What a way!

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Ouyang Jin walked back to his position in frustration.

Qin Ming looked at him and became surprised: "Why didn't you say hello to Lord Ling?"

Ouyang Jin glanced at the goods, shook his head, and said, "What do you know?"

"When have you seen a real dragon take care of all things? An elephant cares about ants?"

Qin Ming didn't quite understand.

In his understanding, that Jiangcheng's son of spirit, it is estimated that some elder who served as a high official in the imperial capital will attract this Western Song Dynasty's Shixun so much!

But, nowadays there is no big man named Ling in the cabinet of the imperial capital?

Is it a certain palace minister?

Or...

Qin Ming's eyes were blurred, he thought of a more probable guess.

"Are you the nephew of some Republican or Datong gangster?"

The Republicans and Datong factions are both theoretical.

Usually they are mostly invisible and diving, and only show up when introducing policies and formulating and preaching policies.

As for governing the country, these bigwigs are usually handed over to the cabinet ministers.

After all, they don't know how to govern the country.

It's just a pen.

Thinking about this, Qin Ming took out his mobile phone and planned to check the current Republican or Datong gangsters.

It's easy.

The lists of boards of directors of the Republic Institute and Datong Institute are public.

However, after searching the public lists of these two companies, there is no bachelor named Ling.

This puzzled Qin Ming.

"Can he still be the nephew of a certain great guardian?"

The great guardian of Dali Temple, that is the living saint of the Federal Empire, known as the ‘Guardian of Heaven’, the gatekeeper and mountain dog of the Constitution.

Every great law protector can be regarded as the benchmark of federal empire's morality and law!

Naturally, they are all respected and respected legal scholars!

So that, the judgments of the great guardians are often compared with the works of ancient writers.

It represents the criterion for judging the literary attainments of an era!

But Qin Ming broke his head and did not remember that there is a great guardian named Ling in the Dali Temple of the Federal Empire!

He shook his head.

At this time, in a group he joined yesterday, everyone was discussing the thunderstorm last night.

Everything is said.

There are even people and gods who are talking about ‘Last night there was great power to speak of Fabarabala’.

Qin Ming looked at him, just chuckled: "I want to lie to me to practice the Taoism again!"

He has been involved in similar tricks several times.

The first time it was Gu Wu. He spent a lot of money and didn't learn anything.

The second time it was Fulu. I don’t know how many so-called "Treasures of Heaven, Material and Earth", but Mao was useless.

The most recent time, someone encouraged some kind of gambling on jade.

Said it is a jade excavated from a spiritual vein, which contains good things that can prolong life.

As long as you win a bet, you will get rich.

As a result, several millions were smashed in, but Mao didn't catch it.

Since then, Qin Ming has not believed in ghosts, supernatural beings, cultivating Taoism, and ancient martial arts.

They are all liars, all want to cut leeks.

But...

In the hand letter group, an ID suddenly came out and said: Let me tell you, our Luming Mountain Villa does have a great power, and it is among us...Everyone, be careful!

The ID typed again and said: That great power should come from Jiangcheng. I don’t know the exact age and appearance, but...very powerful!

Someone asked: How powerful is it? Can it be overturned?

The man just shot one ha ha.

Qin Ming watched and couldn't help but join the chat. He typed and said: If you want to say that Jiangcheng is from, I know one...

He continued typing: I'm still here with him...

Now I met again. In the buffet restaurant in Yanlou, he hugged a cat and sat in a corner...

When I came, I remember that he was picked up by the eldest princess later...

When he sent out this last paragraph.

Qin Ming found out that he was kicked out of the group.

Then, a new ID was sent to a friend to apply.

Qin Ming felt baffled, he passed the application of this friend called ID Qingfeng Xulai.

As soon as the person passed, he immediately asked: Is he still there?

Qin Ming raised his head and glanced at him. The spirit son holding the cat is indeed still there.

But when he thought, he typed: Why should I tell you?

The man answered without hesitation: I'll give you a million, tell me he is still there?

A transfer was sent immediately.

Breeze Xu will transfer 1000000 to you!

Qin Ming swallowed.

Then replied: Yes, he is in the corner.

Then trembling fingers, he accepted the transfer.

The man immediately typed again: I will give you another one million, you help me stare at him, tell me what's going on at any time, I will come right away, and when I arrive, I will give you another five million!

Without waiting for his consent, another transfer was sent.

The breeze is coming, transfer 1,000,000 to you!

Qin Ming swallowed and accepted the money.

He felt inexplicable.

It's so simple, just two million dollars?

He couldn't help but pinch his own flesh.

It hurts!

It’s true!

But...

This thing is too mysterious!

Qin Ming couldn't help but asked Ouyang, who was opposite him: "Master Ouyang, do you believe that there can be pie falling from the sky?"

Ouyang Jin didn't hear it, looking at the dinner plate in front of him stupidly, without speaking for a long time.

Until Qin Ming asked again: "Master Ouyang, do you believe that there can be pie falling from the sky?"

Ouyang Jin listened and shook his head: "To tell you the truth, Brother Qin..."

He looked at the young man sitting in the distance: "If a pie falls from the sky, it falls into your mouth..."

"Then, with a high probability, the person who feeds your pie must have a larger interest plan..."

"Otherwise!" Ouyang Jin smiled happily, with a cruel smile: "Then he must be looking at something about you..."

"Flesh, muscles and bones..."

"There is no love for no reason in this world..."

"So ~IndoMTL.com~All gifts of fate have already been secretly marked with prices!"

"It's not that the time is not reported!"

Qin Ming listened, completely cold.

He took his cell phone and handed it to Ouyang Jin: "This person just transferred two million to me..."

Ouyang Jin looked down at the chat.

He raised his head and looked at Qin Ming.

Same as watching the dead.

Then, he immediately got up and returned the phone to Qin Ming.

This man is so stupid!

It's better to stay away.

Otherwise, if the sky is struck by lightning, it will strike you!

Qin Ming watched Ouyang Jin directly throw the phone back, and then left without looking back, he too panicked!

"Master Ouyang...Master Ouyang...wait for me..."

But Ouyang Jin went faster!

In the end, he took the invitation letter, swiped his card to enter a safe passage, and then closed the door.

Qin Ming's hands and feet were cold, and now he has tasted something.

Two million!

That is the income of his current ancestral property for several years!

Now, someone called him two million casually, only asking him a question and a request.

And there will be five million after the event!

Then the question is coming.

Is that man an idiot?

Or is he a fool? Have money and nowhere to spend?

If not...

Then the problem is coming.

What kind of thing can make people throw out such a large sum of money casually without blinking their eyes?

What does he mean by giving this money?

In Qin Ming's heart, three words are emerging: buy life money!

In order to let the dead men die willingly, the great people in ancient times raised them with a lot of money!