I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

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

Among the rumbling drums, low chants, like gangrene attached to the bones, lingered and lingered.

"it's me!"

Shi Potian's answer was shocking and inexplicable.

"The upper and lower are not formed, why test it?"

"I know!" An incomparably firm answer surged in people's hearts.

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

People found that with that low voice appeared.

They have lost control of themselves.

Under the skin, something was squirming.

Slowly, little by little.

Inside the internal organs, there is something screaming.

In the soul, uneasy and ominous thoughts quickly permeated.

Too bad, no one can escape.

Because everyone has lost the freedom of action.

As if they were imprisoned, they also seemed to be fixed by some great supernatural power.

Involuntarily, life is better than death.

There is only one cute and charming girl who can still move freely.

Also, she doesn't seem to be restrained at all.

She can even save people.

Princess Fusang, the Prince of Ligong Aiko, finally sat on a bench in the ballroom with her help.

The princess held her hand tightly, like a life-saving straw.

Everyone looked at the girl with expectation.

His eyes were full of pleading.

But the princess held her tightly.

People want to open their mouths, but find they can't.

They bowed their heads, as if their eyes had crawled out of their sockets.

They looked at their mouths.

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

Now, there is nothing there.

The mouth, this organ, does not exist.

The unknown terror spreads further!

dong dong dong!

The chaotic drum sounds continued to come.

Rumbling, the thunder above the head is still rolling.

Dark clouds cover, the clouds surge, and darkness invades the earth.

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

The world seems to be doomed in the next second.

……………………………………

on the dance floor.

Lingping was excited about his talent.

Because the audience in front of him all liked his music.

People screamed, swayed their bodies frantically, and made all kinds of difficult movements.

Even his cat is very generous.

It turned into a black-haired girl, dancing to the beat of the drums on the ground of the size of the table.

So elegant, so charming.

Although……

He didn't understand, how could his cat become a girl?

"Could it be that..." The only remaining reason is questioning: "I ate or drank something hallucinogenic here?"

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

Serious people, who would think that he was possessed by Liu Ling?

Who would be so arrogant as a normal person to think that he is the master of the world?

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

Liu Che's mausoleum has many stagnant bones, and Ying Zhengzi's museum charges abalone!

Even the gods and Buddhas in the sky have three disasters and nine kalpas!

To die forever!

Even a star will burn out all its fuel and collapse one day.

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

but……

I will live forever!

I will live forever!

I alone live forever!

because……

I am above all things!

Above everything in the world!

Above the material, above the spirit!

As a result, the tones of the singing became so strange that Lingping himself became strange.

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

"Feng Yiweixiang, how do you know it?"

He raised his head and spat out the answer softly.

The ancients searched for the answer in a lifetime.

"I can!"

because……

I was born in chaos, I am chaos!

With this thought together, Lingping knew that there was no need to sing the next psalm.

Because, all answers have explanations.

All because of him!

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

At the beginning of Suigu, in chaos.

Earth, water, wind and fire, heaven and earth, yin and yang, are determined by him.

And life and death, fortune, rise and fall, are also determined by his will.

Everything is just the lines in his hands.

In his eternal dream, he moves with his breath, comes and goes with his thoughts.

So, he was zealous.

So he is arrogant!

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

The world is so small that it can't hold even one of his fingers, the world is fragile, and even one of his fingers can't hold it.

…………………………

Boom!

The thunder in the sky became more and more urgent, almost followed by a sound.

The 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, and it seems that the next second will be the end of the world.

On the road, ants kept pouring out.

Even in winter, countless poisonous snakes still climbed out of the cave despite the severe cold.

Countless mice followed them.

Li Shouyi also felt a trembling from his soul.

His spiritual sense told him that the sky was shattering, and it was right in front of him.

But where did the crisis come from?

He raised his head.

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

"Ming Zhao is dark, who can be the best..."

"Feng Yiweixiang, how do you know it..."

Sounds surging in the clouds, conducted in the earth, and reverberated in the air.

Every word is full of horror and weirdness.

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

"I can!!!"

So, lightning flashes across the sky, and the heaven and the earth resonate!

The psionic was whimpering toward the mad path of destruction.

In the dark, Li Shouyi had a hunch.

If the owner of that voice, continue.

The world will be torn apart in his might!

Although, that may not be his intention.

However……

It's like when a child is playing, he may not know that he will break the toy in his hand.

It is normal now.

That one is recklessly awakening his own power.

But his power is simply too powerful.

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

Because even one percent of him, just its mass, is enough to shred the earth, and even tear the sun to shreds!

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

Then desperately galloped towards Luming Villa.

He must go!

……………………

Ling Ping is insane.

Heaven and earth are like chicken eggs, and the universe is like a bathtub.

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

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

The world is in a trance.

What he saw in his eyes, the audience on the dance floor in front of him, were nothing but mayflies.

Trembling in the drums, twisting in the murmurs.

Their bodies seem to be collapsing.

"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 rid of it!"

With this thought, he laughed wildly.

In the hands, countless things seem to be drilled out of the flesh.

This fragile world, these small things.

Destroy it!

Twist it!

So, he raised his hands and patted them down heavily.

To the world beating the drums of doomsday, to all beings in the world, singing the aftermath of death.

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!"

Mom's voice echoed in my ears.

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

His sanity seems to be returning.

He remembered a lot.

Education and love from childhood.

The smiles of the neighbors.

Also, the smell on my aunt...

Aunt Cai's steamed dumplings and bean curd.

Takeaway from Chiba Michiko's house.

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

And Hu Nuo Nuo...

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

"Although the world is boring..."

"Although this world is fragile..."

"but……"

"Don't crush it!"

he thought.

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

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

So he let go.

when his hand is down.

The thunder above the sky stopped.

The dark clouds dissipated, the moon was dark and the wind was high.

Countless people opened their windows and stuck their heads out.

Whoa!

Rain falls from the sky.

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

The poisonous snakes that came out of the hole struggled and crawled towards the cave.

The mice dispersed.

Li Shouyi fell on a hill near Luming Villa.

The rain was falling down from the sky.

He reached out to catch a little rain.

Unexpectedly, this rain is not cold at all, but has a warm feeling.

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

Along with the heavy rain, the moonlight sprinkled all over the earth.

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

Li Shouyi was insane.

He knew that the disaster was over.

And the feast is about to begin!

……………………

Ling Ping put down his hands.

He laughed suddenly.

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

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

It seems scared and scared!

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

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 seemed to be unable to extricate themselves and immersed in the paradise of music because they heard the peerless music created by Lingping.

Inside the bandstand, the band members were like a puddle of mud.

They were probably intoxicated by listening to the wonderful music that could never be heard in eternity.

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

Yes!

The enthusiasm of the audience must be reciprocated.

As an artist, a musician.

Lingping deeply felt that only music could thank these lovely audiences.

So he tapped lightly.

Drums rumble.

At the same time, he sang a cappella.

The singing is vast and full of ancient charm.

"Flying light, flying light, persuade Er for a glass of wine..."

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

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

He wobbled as if drunk.

With his cappella singing, the entire dance floor was filled with psychic energy.

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

Cracked skin, reconciliation, shed blood, back to body.

Those strange and strange, disappeared into the invisible.

Not only that.

In a cappella, in the drum beat.

The spiritual energy penetrated into their skin bit by bit.

They were ignorant and at a loss.

The previous memory seems to have been forgotten.

Everyone raised their heads and looked at the man on the bandstand, wearing a face mask, holding a kitten and beating the drum lightly.

dong dong dong!

The drums are melodious.

"That's not..." In the crowd, Cen Mai frowned: "Is it Jiang Cheng's spiritual brother?"

"How did he get on stage?"

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

because……

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

Between the internal organs, in the dantian, there is spiritual energy flowing slowly.

"I……"

"Want to become a superhuman?!"

He was pleasantly surprised.

Immediately understood, this is a God-given opportunity, a perfect opportunity!

Immediately, according to the education at home, sit cross-legged and guide the spiritual energy.

And around him, countless people who reacted have already sat down with their knees crossed.

Everyone gets it.

There is a great power enlightening them!

…………………………

Inside the Deer Hall.

a mess.

The whole hall was crumbling to the sound of drums.

The marble floor is cracking every inch.

On the wall, countless gaps spread like spider webs.

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

Countless people have been paralyzed.

Their limbs separate in contortions.

The drums kept coming.

Beneath the flesh, there is an ominous terror creeping and nurturing.

In the sky, thunder bursts.

One door after another, shattered in the wind and rain.

Countless windows burst open one by one.

Only Michiko Chiba and Aiko Reimiya, who was under her protection, remained in human form.

But the gust of wind outside the door was howling, and the sky and the earth were shaking.

Even them, I'm afraid they won't be able to support it for long.

suddenly...

The drums stopped.

The thunder also stopped.

The wind and rain seemed to have stopped too.

Then, wow!

Torrential rain fell from the sky.

then……

The sound of long drums rang in my ears.

The low voice of a cappella reverberated in my ears.

"Flying light, flying light, persuade Er for a glass of wine..."

"I don't know that the sky is high and the loess is thick..."

"Only see the moon is cold and the sun is warm, come to fry life..."

One figure after another, stood up.

They seemed to look around in a dazed way, seeming to have forgotten what happened before.

The broken doors and windows were restored little by little under some kind of mighty force.

Cracked floor, re-You and.

The cracks in the walls were restored bit by bit.

It seems that nothing happened.

But Chiba Michiko and Reimiya Aiko remember it clearly.

They saw with their own eyes a boundless and terrifying disaster before their eyes, and they also witnessed the distortion of the participants inside and outside the hall.

Like a terrifying nightmare, lingering in their minds.

The sound of singing in the ears echoed quietly in the ears.

The fear in my heart was calmed down.

"Li He's poem..." Hearing the a cappella singing in his ears, Li Gong Aiko suddenly said: "This is Li He's "Bitter Days Are Short"!"