I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

In the corridor above the dance floor, Tadanobu Miyamoto was drinking.

He raised his wine glass and looked down at the noise of the lower floors.

Then, he raised his head and poured a gulp of spirits.

"It's even worse when the wine is sad!" He sighed.

As an extraordinary major, he certainly has reason to worry.

Today is the dance party at the Fusang Embassy.

The imported objects of the dance party came from Qin Lu during the Hundred Years' War.

To be precise, it was brought by Qin Lu prisoners of war.

During the Hundred Years' War, the Federal Empire captured a large number of Qin and Lu nobles.

Naturally, these nobles were well treated.

The same standard is the imperial nobles of the same level.

Who said, these guys will be bought with a ransom?

Moreover, according to Qin Lu's example, the expenses they spent during their capture would be recognized as long as they signed.

Naturally, the life of these prisoners in the POW camp was extremely comfortable.

Feeling full of warmth, so the prom appeared naturally.

The nobles and officers from the Federal Empire are of course invited to participate.

As a result, it was out of control, quickly swept the country, and then swept the world.

Up to now, models such as dance halls and nightclubs have been developed.

But the most important and most formal is the dance party held in the main hall.

There is no such thing as a friend, and everyone talks and laughs!

Thinking of this, Miyamoto took another sip of wine to himself.

It is a pity that an extraordinary person cannot get drunk.

Any alcohol will instantly decompose the extraordinary powerful liver function.

Therefore, he is also lying to himself.

But otherwise, what can be done?

He looked at the dance floor below.

They are all second-generation, dudes.

Not worth mentioning!

Every moment here, Tadashi Miyamoto is like every second!

"Since ancient times, the hero paid the wrong..." Miyamoto Tadanobu murmured: "So, Feng Tangyi is old, Li Guang is difficult to be named!"

So he poured himself another sip of wine.

He naturally has reason to be melancholy!

What day is it today?

The day of the Fusang Kingdom’s reception ball.

In the main hall, there will be heroes from all over the world.

There is also the Prince of Poland, Lieutenant General Ludwick, Hurricane.

Fuso Brigadier General Nobuo Yanagawa will also arrive.

Maybe, there will be a strong man in the Federation Empire who will take the seat himself.

Between these lightning and flints, they may have been fighting each other for countless rounds.

All kinds of exquisite and extraordinary magic techniques will bring you to me.

This is an extremely precious feast for any extraordinary person.

Even, it can be called a lifelong course!

A secret fight between the generals.

Psionic energy blooms quietly.

Both the intensity and the influence must be controlled.

This will inevitably show all kinds of skills and reveal all kinds of strategies.

As long as you learn a few of them, you will be infinitely useful in your life!

What is it like sitting here on a cold bench and drinking boring wine?

This is simply exile!

Thinking of this, Miyamoto Tadanobu poured himself another glass.

Suddenly...

From the corner of his eye, a figure was caught.

He stood up suddenly and looked under the dance floor.

Wearing a man who appeared to be a facial mask, slowly passed through the crowd.

The light of the dance floor fell around him, as if it had fallen into a thick and dark abyss, as if he had fallen into a lightless hell.

He walked quietly.

In Miyamoto's perception, psychic energy surrounds him like the wind.

As if he was the king of psionics.

"Who?" Tadanobu Miyamoto stared, "Is there a certain fairy blood?"

But the visitor has already walked across the dance floor and walked around the music stage behind the dance floor.

"What is he going to do?" Tadanobu Miyamoto became nervous.

He looked at the man, step by step, stepped up the stairs.

The dancing lights shone on him, and the two security guards on the music stage approached him.

Meow!

A meow overwhelmed everything.

Including the screaming music, the dancing crowd, and the noisy sound.

Tadanobu Miyamoto swallowed.

The wine glass in his hand fell to the ground, breaking to pieces.

"True God!" Fear struck from the bottom of my heart.

Only at this moment did he finally see the man holding a cat in his arms.

A god-level cat!

Tadashi Miyamoto was shocked!

……………………………………

Lingping hugged her pet, walked across the dance floor, and walked to the music stage.

His fingers are moving flexibly.

Countless scores appeared in his mind.

It turned into nothingness in a flash and became an inspiration that could not be grasped.

However, this made him even more excited.

Some things that were forgotten by him are remembered again.

"I remember, I used to play music for thousands of people in my dream..." He recalled a dream he once had.

Endless audiences are crazy about his music.

At that time, he was the most beautiful boy in the world.

The flow in the flow, the focus in the focus.

In that dream, the audience screamed and cheered.

Vaguely, there seemed to be countless worlds in joy.

It feels so sour.

That tastes so great!

And now!

Lingping raised her head and looked at the two security guards approaching him.

They are pulling out electric shock batons.

Lingping laughed: "Don't disturb the artist's creation!"

Meow!

The cat in her arms screamed softly.

One million points agree with the owner's decision!

And the two security guards seemed to understand at this moment how stupid their own behavior was!

correct!

Just stupid!

How can they obstruct the creation of a great artist, the best musician in the world?

No way!

That is a crime!

Crime against art, against music and art!

So, they suddenly woke up, they understood, and they let go.

This is good!

Lingping smiled and looked at the two security guards.

From their faces, Lingping saw their respect for themselves, awe for art, and worship for music.

So he nodded.

He went straight to the musicians who were playing DJ and drumming.

Meow!

The kitten gave a soft cry.

The musicians immediately walked away very wittily.

They seem to understand who should be given to the stage.

Who is the protagonist on the stage tonight.

very smart!

Therefore, Lingping easily took the microphone from the singer.

Then he looked at the dance floor.

The dance floor has been silent.

He also looked at the musicians and singers who were unable to speak because of seeing great artists.

He raised his hand.

So, grabbed the microphone.

He said, "Gentlemen, ladies..."

"Next, please enjoy my latest creation..."

"This unparalleled musical feast!"

There was no applause, no cheers.

How can this be?

Lingping asked: "Why is there no applause? Cheers?"

After an instant, bang bang bang, bang bang bang...

There was sparse applause, and then it was like thunder.

The crowd was whistling, and many even began to cry.

Lingping watched, very pleased.

"It seems that I really have a musical genius!"

As for when did he have a talent for music?

Liu Ling, Li Bai, Su Shi...

Which one is not a talented musical genius?

Today, he is possessed by so many poets.

Naturally, be the world's number one musical wizard!

I didn't see it. The audience even clapped their hands red and refused to stop. Tears flowed out. Would they still cheer?

So, no need to consider.

Of course, in his heart, he faintly thought something was wrong.

The sensible voice seemed to say: "You hurry up and stop... don't be fooled!"

but……

Why should you be afraid?

This is Liu Ling.

Drunk Liu Ling.

Liu Ling knocked five stones away.

Liu Ling with Beatles!

Five Stone San?

Lingping hesitated a little.

He felt that his current state seemed to be the same as that of the Wei Jin celebrities who had smashed five stones.

It's completely bohemian, it's just unscrupulous.

"This day*, so terrible?"

"It doesn't matter!" he thought, "I'll talk about it...Anyway, I am wearing a mask...and no one can recognize me!"

So he walked to the musical instruments.

Examined one by one.

If you want to do well, you must first sharpen your tools!

To create good music, you must have good instruments!

So, he looked at a drum.

I fell in love immediately!

drum!

This is a good thing!

He likes it very much.

On the dance floor, the audience was still applauding.

Applause desperately.

Tears and snot, because of fear kept streaming out.

In everyone's eyes, on the music stage at this moment.

It's hell!

Because the king from **** is standing there.

Although he looks like a humanoid.

Although it seems that there is no power.

However, the black cat demon he was holding in his hand opened his teeth and claws.

Behind the cat demon, a weird pyramid was rising.

The outline of the pyramid reflects in everyone's eyes.

In the glorious pyramid lingering, the black pharaoh has raised his scepter high.

A blood moon shines high above the pyramid.

An indescribable monster crawled out of the blood moon.

Deformed, terrifying, terrifying.

The fear from the soul takes everything!

Therefore, no one dares not applaud.

No one dared not cheer.

Everyone seems to have enlightenment.

If you don't do it...

Then, the monsters in the blood moon will crawl to reality and tear them all to pieces!

Lingping listened to the applause and cheers.

He reached out and stroked the drum in front of him.

The audience is too enthusiastic.

He must create good music to repay the audience's enthusiasm.

He thought about it, and lightly patted the drum in front of him.

Boom!

The drums are sweet!

Rumble of drums!

The drums are thunderous!

Drums are like electricity!

Lingping thought of a legend.

"There is Liubo Mountain in the East China Sea, and seven thousand miles into the sea~www.ltnovel.com~ There are beasts on it, like a cow, with a blue body without horns, and one foot. When entering and leaving the water, there will be wind and rain. Its light is like the sun and the moon, and its sound is like Thunder, its name is Kui. The Yellow Emperor got it, using its skin as a drum, and its prongs with the bones of thunder beasts. He heard it for hundreds of miles and made the world majestic!"

He smiled: "Good drum! Good drum!"

and so……

He raised his head and looked at the audience.

He solemnly declared: "Everyone, please be quiet!"

"The concert has begun!"

Meow!

The kitten in her arms jumped to the front desk of the music stage.

It is ready to listen to the supreme happiness of its master.

The entire dance floor was extremely quiet in an instant.

The audience is very cheering!

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