The devil is working

0 words, brain hole clearance theme.

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Nano players, biochemical crisis, Gongdou upgrade, supernatural puzzle solving...

The little player has already laid down and is looking for a strategy update online.

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4. "Salted Fish Turns Over and Cultivates the True Story" / "Cultivation of Immortals Saves My Life"

fantasy romance, heroine

The full text is tentatively set at 30 words, with a low-magic world view.

Non-upgrade flow, easy daily orientation.

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The youngest daughter of the Lu family is going to cultivate immortals!

What?Didn't it mean that he was so sick that he stepped into the coffin!

Did you listen to the stinky Taoist priest to rejoice?

Oh, then Lu Yang has gone to cultivate immortality, what will happen to her foster husband at home!

……

Lu Yang: Not happy!Didn't rush!

Tong Yangfu Butang: Come on.

Main cp: The heroine has a cheerful personality but has a terminal illness and refuses to accept her fate. Lu Yang x is not too disrespectful and has a dark belly, but also makes trouble for the heroine. Bu Tang

2, 2. Michael

As a demon king, a phoenix that landed is not as good as a chicken.

You have to wash your own clothes and cook your own meals.

The floor has to be mopped by oneself, and the electrical appliances have to be repaired by oneself.

Laolu still can't lose his temper, and the surrounding air pressure is getting lower and lower day by day.

The old dragon loves to suffer from lovesickness. Wouldn't he be depressed next spring without a wife?

New job, new stress.

Come on, hit the workers.

Lucifer, autograph.

In 20xx, on February 2th, it was sunny.

People in this city have a tradition of celebrating the New Year, which is a big festival.

To Lucifer's relief, the people here don't believe in Jesus.

It was rare for him to be in a better mood, and the correct rate of writing the test paper was also much higher.

Outside, no one knew that he was the devil, and he was kicked out as if his old family was incomplete, and he was not given an ID card, so he could only do odd jobs on his own.

In order to quickly adapt to this strange society, Lucifer began to study wittily. He collected a lot of books from the trash collection downstairs, and he took whatever he wanted.

The old dragon is not interested in this, it is delusional that one day the Lord Demon King can take it back to hell to eat delicious food and spicy food.

Work hard, as long as there is one is enough.

It's too old to look for anything but beautiful women.

Lucifer has never experienced the feeling of suffocation from being overwhelmed by old books. For a long time, he would feel sick when he read a book.

His memory is very strong, and he still remembers which floor and grid the forbidden book that records black magic is placed on.With magic, he can apply what he has learned, which will greatly increase his interest in learning and enhance his strength.

Passing by the roadside stalls, the aroma of barbecue keeps hooking the taste buds.

Lao Lu knew that this kind of food was not healthy and the environment was not good, so he left without mercy.

He would rather drink a glass of "Red Rose" than barbecue.

After drinking, lie on the dark velvet bed and fall asleep quickly.

The fatigue of dealing with official duties will gradually dissipate in the quiet night.

He is the only workaholic among the Seven Demon Kings, vigorously developing hell, expanding the layout, greatly increasing economic strength, and enriching military strength... He has the stance of going to war with the angels.

Angel, pure wings, beautiful face.

Lao Lu stopped at a fried chicken restaurant and came out with a fried chicken wing.

The fragrance wafted and wafted, and he remembered that when he was still a seraph, when he opened his wings, the little angels below opened their mouths in admiration.

Among them, one is quite special.

In the middle of the night, for the first time, Lord Demon King, who worked harder than the college entrance examination candidates, stared at the test paper in a daze.

The old dragon turned over and vaguely saw that the Lord Demon King deserted, and he was extremely surprised.

"You finally can't take it anymore?"

Lao Lu didn't return it, propped his head in one hand, and twirled the gel pen in the other.

The old dragon held a cup of high-calcium milk and put it in the hand of Lord Demon King, and told him to drink it quickly and then go to bed, so that he could grow taller.

Lucifer can't use magic, can't change money, and can't draw a magic circle to summon his subordinates.

Adhering to the virtue of not wasting food, he even drank the high-calcium milk.

If it wasn't for height, he wouldn't drink this stuff at all.

He didn't even want to work part-time, and he didn't want to write a single word of mentally retarded part-time work experience and reports.

Old Lu, he feels that life has no direction.

It didn't take long for Lucifer to memorize all the knowledge in his mind.

He is knowledgeable, but without a certificate, he cannot apply for a job in a high-end company.

If you don't wear a mask when you go out, you will be harassed by scouts.

Old Lu is not interested, he is an old man fishing by the lake in his heart, not a young man full of energy.

All eyes were on him, and everyone's eyes were attracted by his light. It's not like he didn't experience this kind of thing before.

He works in the human world for no more than one month at most, and the frequency of re-employment is faster than changing clothes.

After surviving the most difficult days, Lao Lu gave him a sum of money.

He bought a bike and hit someone on his first day on the road.

To be precise, not real people.

Lao Lu recognized him at a glance. He was wearing a white T-shirt and jeans, and he was even thinner than the last time we met.

The two did not fight and fell into an eerie silence.

Michael, skinned on his knees and elbows, held out his hand in a friendly gesture:

"Long time no see, Lucifer."

Lao Lu frowned. He saw a stack of white papers held by Michael's left arm, and the words on it were exactly the same as the one he had in his hand when he first came here.

And the hand that stretched out had clear bones, and the skin on the palm was torn.

Michael's right hand had held the sword, and it had been thrust into his heart.

Oddly enough, when Lucifer came back to his senses, he had already taken him to the rental room, and even disinfected and wiped the little guy with lotion.

The old dragon was furious, and hid behind the flower pot on the window sill, cursing how hypocritical and heartless the angel was.

Michael was in the same situation as them. Clearing at the beginning was a copy of a worker. He didn't even quite understand how he got here.

Lucifer faced him, and the two of them sat on the edge of the bed, and the atmosphere was very strange.

The last time we met was when the two parties were negotiating, there was a long conference table, and you fought over each other without giving in.It's different now, after unloading everything, they can sit together peacefully without any burden on them.

Michael rubbed the bandage on his right hand, not daring to look at Lucifer:

"Thank you."

Lao Lu looked at Michael's drooping hair, and wanted to reach out and rub it, but he didn't really do it.

"What are you going to do, Michael?"

To work part-time, you have to apply for a job, and you need to have a good eye to avoid unscrupulous bosses.

It would be very troublesome not to include room and board. He is a dignified Lord Demon King who also has to eat here, oh, and he has to feed his pets.

Renting a house requires running around, not to mention that Michael doesn't have a dime, so don't even think about the deposit.

The old Lu has become an elder at this moment, and Michael has a kind of return to the time when the other party was the archangel and taught him the same way, very patient and gentle.

This is something that they dare not think about after breaking up for a long time.

Michael's hmm-hmm response didn't actually remember much.

Lucifer sighed, you are also the current Archangel after all, so don't be so perfunctory to your former boss.

"You live here with me first, don't you mind?"

Michael shook his head, his eyes were red.

The old dragon didn't agree, half of this bed was his, and it was fine if Michael came to visit him, so why is he still occupying the other half of his bed? !

"Old way! I protest!"

Lucifer shut it out of the window, and threw an old piece of clothing to it: "Don't you like to look at the puppet opposite? How about showing it to you."

Lucifer lay on the bed early, leaning against a doll with one long leg and flipping through the Russian version of Marxism-Leninism.

Michael, who had just come out of the bath, was younger than him, wearing a black t-shirt with the hem covering his ass.

My family is poor, so I really don't have another pair of shorts.

Lucifer is wearing very down-to-earth shorts, the material is okay, and it doesn't grind the flesh.

Michael was uncomfortable, he had never crossed in front of Lucifer like this.

His bare legs, which had been wrapped in white satin for many years, were a little loose, which made him suffocate.

"come over."

Lucifer patted the bed on the other side, and lifted the quilt to let Michael get in.

Michael didn't move, and his whole body was bad.

Lucifer closed the book, always feeling that his patience with him had soared to a new height:

"Don't be nervous, I won't do anything to you."

He pulled Michael in and chuckled:

"Are you so afraid of me?"

3, 3. Supporting a family

One is wearing shorts, the other is wearing no pants.

Get closer, it's meat sticking meat, you squeeze me and I squeeze you.

Michael was very embarrassed. He turned his back to Lucifer, never expecting that he could meet Lucifer like this.

Under the quilt, the four legs are:||and》

Lucifer is very charming with long hair, and even more handsome with short hair.Michael hugged the quilt, feeling like his brain was going to explode.

Lao Lu put the book away, and seeing Michael's blood-red earlobe, he couldn't help touching it~

Michael was startled and hit his head on the bedside table.

"..."

Lao Lu turned him over: "Are you all right?"

Michael rubbed the back of his head and whispered, "It's okay."

Lucifer turned off the only light and automatically moved away from Michael.

"Archangel, why are you here?"

He remembered that Michael hadn't resigned. He had done a good job, so how could he end up with him.

Without the lights, Michael was less nervous.He actually wanted to take a good look at Lucifer, but he was afraid that the other party would only see disappointment, hatred and indifference towards him.

He's had enough and has grown timid too.

"I don't know, I was on business at the time."

Lucifer rested his head on his arm, thinking that he would be the one who would cheat himself and Michael