I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

"At the beginning of ancient times, who preached..."

Amidst the rumbling drums, the low chanting sound lingers and wanders around like a bone gangrene.

"it's me!"

The shocking answer was shocking and inexplicable.

"Up and down is not visible, why do you test it?"

"I know!" An extremely firm answer, surging in people's hearts.

In the entire Luming Hall, the strange terror gradually spread.

People found that with that low groan appeared.

They can no longer control themselves.

Something is squirming under the skin.

Slowly, little by little.

Inside the internal organs, there is something screaming.

In the divine soul, uneasy and uncertain thoughts quickly permeated.

Partial birth, no one can escape.

Because everyone has lost the freedom of action.

They seemed to be imprisoned, and they seemed to be held down by some great magical powers.

Involuntary, life is better than death.

There is only one lovely girl who can still move around freely.

Moreover, she seems to be unrestricted at all.

She can even save people.

Princess Fusang, the prince of Aizi Nei of Ligong, with her support, finally sat on a bench in the ballroom.

The princess held her hand tightly, as if grabbing a straw.

Everyone looked at the girl with expectation.

His eyes were full of pleading.

But the princess caught her tightly.

People want to open their mouths, but they find it impossible to open them.

They lowered their heads, and their eyes seemed to crawl out of their sockets.

They looked at their mouths.

The mouth originally used for breathing, eating, and talking.

Now, there is nothing there.

The mouth, this organ, does not exist.

The unknown horror spreads further!

咚咚咚!

The chaotic sound of drums is still coming.

Rumble, the thunder above his head, still rolling.

Dark clouds cover, the clouds are surging, and darkness is attacking the earth.

In many streets, even the street lights began to dim.

The world seems to usher in the end in the next second.

……………………………………

On the dance floor.

Lingping is excited for his talent.

Because the audience in front of me all like his music.

People screamed, swayed their bodies madly, and made various difficult movements.

Even his cat is very face-saving.

She turned into a black-haired girl, dancing with the drum on the floor of the table.

Very elegant and very charming.

although……

He also couldn't understand, how did his cat become a girl?

"Could it be that..." The only remaining reason questioned: "What hallucinogenic thing did I eat or drink here?"

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that this is really possible.

A serious person, who would think that he was possessed by Liu Ling?

Who would be a normal person so arrogantly that he is the master of the world?

But at the same time, the arrogance and arrogance in my heart are still rising!

Liu Che’s mausoleum is too stagnant, and Ying Zhengzi’s abalone!

Even the gods and Buddhas in the sky have three calamities and nine calamities!

Will die in the end!

Even if it is a star, there will be a day when all the fuel is burned out and collapsed.

Even the central black hole at the center of the universe will explode.

but……

I will live forever!

I will live forever!

I will live forever!

because……

I am above everything!

Above all in the world!

Higher than material, higher than spirit!

As a result, the singing voice became strange to Lingping.

"Ming Zhao is dark, who can be extremely..." Every word was stretched, and the tone began to fluctuate from left to right, up and down, and the drums were in the rumbling roar, and the beat was strangely stepped on.

"Feng Yi is an image, how can I know it?"

He raised his head and spit out the answer softly.

This ancient man explored the answer for a lifetime.

"I can!"

because……

I was born in chaos, I am chaos!

With this thought, Lingping knows that there is no need to chant the next poem.

Because all the answers have explanations.

Everything is because of him!

He is the source of everything and the creator of everything.

At the beginning of the ancient times, in the chaos.

The earth, water, wind and fire, yin and yang of the universe are determined by him.

But life and death, misfortune and happiness, ups and downs, are also determined by his will.

Everything is just the lines in his hand.

In his long and eternal dream, he moved with his breathing, and followed his thoughts.

Thus, he was strong and fierce.

So he was so arrogant!

The sky is low and the earth is thin, and the universe is tiny.

The world is so small that he can't even hold a finger, the world is fragile, and he can't hold a single finger.

………………………………

Rumble!

The thunder on the sky became more and more tense, almost followed by a sound.

Thunder exploded, and the dark clouds were constantly torn apart.

The whole world seems to be crumbling in this terrifying power of heaven and earth, it seems that the next second is the end of the world.

On the road, ants kept pouring out.

Even in winter, countless venomous snakes still crawled out of the cave in the severe cold.

Countless rats followed them.

Li Shouyi also felt it, a shudder from the soul.

His spiritual sense told him that the sky was breaking and the earth was splitting right in front of him.

But where does the crisis come from?

He raised his head.

In the ear, faintly, there seemed to be a very strange and terrifying whisper.

"Ming Zhao is dark, who can be extremely..."

"Feng Yi is an image, how can we know it..."

The sound surges in the clouds, conducts in the earth, and reverberates in the air.

Every word is full of horror and strangeness.

Finally, a firm but terrifying answer echoed in the thunder of the sky.

"I can!!!"

As a result, the lightning turned across the sky, and the world resonated!

Psionic energy is whimpering towards the crazy path of destruction.

In the dark, Li Shouyi had a hunch.

If the master of that voice, continue.

The world will be torn apart in his might!

Although, that may not be his intention.

however……

This is like when a child is playing, he may not know that he will destroy the toy in his hand.

It's normal now.

That person is awakening his power unscrupulously.

But his power is too powerful.

Even if only one percent of the fur is awakened, it may break the world!

Because even if it is one percent of him, its mass alone is enough to tear the earth apart and even tear the sun to pieces!

"Is that the one?" Li Shouyi looked at the location of Luming Villa in fear.

Then desperately galloped towards Luming Villa.

He must go!

…………………………

Lingping is extremely mad.

The world is like a chicken egg, and the universe is like a bathtub.

The arrogance and arrogance in his heart reached the point of lawlessness.

He even thought: "Such a fragile and small world..."

The world was in a trance.

What he saw in front of the audience on the dance floor was nothing but a mayfly.

Shivering in the drums, twisting in the low groans.

Their bodies seem to be falling apart.

"Such a fragile life..."

"What's the point of their existence? What's the point of being alive?"

"It's better to crush it, it's better to get free!"

With this thought, he laughed wildly.

In his hands, countless things seemed to come out of the flesh.

This fragile world, these tiny things.

Destroy it!

Distort it!

So, he raised his hands and was about to shoot heavily.

Beat the drums of doomsday to the world, and sing the aftermath of destruction to the sentient beings of heaven and earth.

but……

His hand stopped in the air.

His mouth just opened.

because……

"You have to remember the warmth of this world..."

"Don't smash it!"

Mother's voice echoed in my ears.

"Is the world warm?" Lingping muttered to himself.

His sanity seems to be returning.

He remembered a lot.

The education and care received since childhood.

The smiles of neighbors in the neighborhood.

Also, the smell of my aunt...

Aunt Cai’s steamed dumplings and tofu nao.

Takeaway from Michiko's house in Chiba.

He thought of Uncle Wang, Uncle Zhang, Grandma Hu...

And Hunonuo...

The shadows of the people he knew and remembered flashed through his mind.

"Although this world is boring..."

"Although the world is fragile..."

"but……"

"Don't crush it!"

He thought.

If it is crushed, if you regret it, you have to stitch it up again.

Moreover, even if it is glued together, there will be traces of cracks after all, it will not be so perfect!

So, he put down his hand.

When his hand dropped.

The thunder in the sky stopped.

The dark clouds dispersed, and the moon was black and the wind was high.

Countless people opened the windows and poked their heads.

Wow!

The rain fell from the sky.

The ants on the road crawled back to the nest again.

A series of poisonous snakes came out of the cave, struggling, crawling towards the cave.

The mice scattered around.

Li Shouyi fell on a hill near Luming Villa.

The rain fell from the sky.

He reached out to catch a little rain.

Unexpectedly, the rain was not cold at all, but rather warm.

He raised his head, and in the rain, above the sky, a bright moon appeared from the dark clouds.

With heavy rain, Yuehua covered the earth.

For a while, the rain is like a silver thread, endless!

Li Shouyi was fascinated.

He knew that the disaster was over.

And the feast is about to begin!

…………………………

Ling Ping put down his hands.

He suddenly laughed.

His cat jumped back from the table, jumped into his arms, and acted affectionately.

The little guy sticks out his tongue and licks the back of his master's hand vigorously.

It seems scared, and scared!

"Don't be afraid!" Lingping stroked its fur.

Then he looked at the world in front of him.

The entire dance floor, all the audience, collapsed to the ground, unable to move.

They seem to be unable to extricate themselves and immerse themselves in the paradise of music because they heard the peerless music created by Lingping.

In the music stage, those band members are more like a pool of mud.

They probably fell into intoxication because they heard beautiful music that would never be heard in eternal life.

"The audience is so supportive..." Lingping thought: "I can't help but give back one or two!"

Yes!

The enthusiasm of the audience must be returned.

As an artist, a musician.

Lingping feels deeply that only music can thank these lovely audiences.

So, he patted gently.

The drums sounded long.

At the same time, he sang a cappella.

The singing is vast and full of ancient charm.

"Feiguangfeiguang, persuade you to have a glass of wine..."

"I don't know the blue sky is high, and the loess is thick!"

"But when the moon is cold and the day is warm, let's fry life..."

He swayed, as if drunk.

With his cappella, psychic energy agitated on the entire dance floor.

One after another, people who were already festered and disorganized, gradually stood up again.

The cracked skin, reconcile with you, and the blood flowing out will return to the body.

Those strangeness and weirdness disappeared invisible.

Not only that.

In a cappella, among the yoyo drumbeats.

Little by little psychic energy permeates their skin.

They are ignorant and at a loss.

The previous memory seems to have been forgotten.

Everyone raised their heads and looked at the man wearing a mask on the music stage, holding a kitten, and patted the drum lightly.

咚咚咚!

The drums are pleasant to the ears.

"That's not..." Cen Mai frowned in the crowd: "Is Jiang Cheng's brother Ling?"

"Why did he go on stage?"

But in the next second, he had no time to think.

because……

He looked at his hands, there was a warm current flowing in the meridians.

Between the viscera and the dantian, spiritual energy is slowly circulating.

"I……"

"Are you going to become a transcendent?!"

He was pleasantly surprised.

I immediately understood that this is a god-given opportunity, a perfect opportunity!

Immediately follow the education at home, sit down cross-legged, and guide the psychic energy.

Around him, countless people who reacted have already sat down cross-legged.

Everyone understands.

There is great power to enlighten them!

………………………………

Inside the Luming Hall.

a mess.

The whole hall was shaking with the sound of drums.

The marble floor cracked every inch.

Above the wall, countless cracks spread like spider webs.

But what was even more terrifying was what happened to the people in the hall.

Countless people are already paralyzed.

Their limbs are separated in distortion.

The drumbeat kept coming.

Under the skin and flesh, an unknown horror is creeping and gestating.

On the sky, thunder bursts.

A door, broken in the wind and rain.

Countless windows burst open one by one.

Only Chiba Michiko and Reimiya Aiko under her protection still remain in human form.

But the gust of wind outside the door was screaming, and the world was swaying.

Even if it is them, I am afraid it will not last long.

Suddenly...

The drums stopped.

The thunder also stopped.

The wind and rain seemed to have stopped.

Then, wow!

Heavy rain fell from the sky.

then……

Long drums sounded in the ears.

The low a cappella sound echoed in my ears.

"Feiguangfeiguang, persuade you to have a glass of wine..."

"I don't know the blue sky is high, the loess is thick..."

"Only when the moon is cold and the day is warm, let's fry life..."

One figure after another stood up.

They seemed to look around ignorantly, as if they had forgotten what had happened before.

The broken doors and windows ~www.ltnovel.com~ are restored a little bit by a certain force.

The cracked floor, reconcile you.

The cracks on the wall are restored bit by bit.

It seems that nothing happened.

However, Chiba Michiko and Reimiya Aiko remember clearly.

They saw the terrible disaster appear before their eyes, and they also witnessed the distortion of the participants inside and outside the hall.

It was like a terrifying nightmare, lingering in their minds.

The cappella in the ears quietly echoed in the ears.

The fear inside, so calm down.

"Li He's poem..." Listening to the cappella singing in his ears, Aiko Ligong suddenly said: "This is Li He's "Short Days"!"

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