Chapter 253

Ling Ping An stood at the door, looking at the guest, flashlights, slowly toward the distant fog.

Soon, she was out of sight.

"It seems that this guest has a story..." Ling Ping An thought.

Her sharp ears, her dress

All these prove that this sister of Yin Shang had her own story.

But

The other party is not willing to say, and spiritual peace will not ask.

Respect for others is a basic quality.

Close the door and pull down the shutter door. Ling Ping An looks at the kitten who appears from the back of the counter and touches the head of the little guy: "little boy, go to bed, get up early tomorrow to work!"

Yes, he has to upload the new book as soon as possible, and then put it on the shelf to make money.

When my aunt comes back in October, the hole has to be filled in!

So he put the kitten on the towel at the door.

Then he turned off the lights and went upstairs humming.

Creak, creak, the old stairs are rickety.

"Blue sky, milky way There's a little white boat... " The humming of the young bookstore owner came.

In the dark bookstore, countless terrible pupils opened one after another.

"There is a osmanthus tree on the ship The white rabbit is playing... "

Countless tentacles, flying all over the sky, endless terrible breath, wantonly rendering.

The whole bookstore, in a flash, has become the most terrible, the most dangerous and the most terrible hell in all the world!

There are many demons in the legends of numerous civilizations and the world, and the terrifying ferocity of extermination.

They are wildly waving, in their master's song, into the ultimate intoxication can not extricate themselves.

As if that song is the clarion call of the world!

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Hit the flashlight on your hand.

Sylvanas looked at it, this magical creation.

She didn't understand how this thing glowed.

But she knew that without it, she would be unable to move in the fog.

Besides, I'm afraid I can't get out at all!

Straight ahead, straight ahead.

Suddenly, a little flame appeared in front.

Blue flames surrounded her.

As a result, the sun appeared ahead.

Sylvanas stepped forward and appeared in the sun.

The sun was warm on her, and the mist of morning light surrounded the mountains.

Here is

Sylvanas is very familiar with it.

"Yongge forest!"

This is where she grew up!

It's also where she plays!

It's the place where she fights!

She is very familiar with every mausoleum and Canyon here!

The son of the sun opened automatically in the sun, countless words and symbols jumped out of the book, weaving a magnificent picture in front of Sylvanas.

This is the introduction of the son of the sun.

Breathe the sun, master the basic method of the sun's power.

The name is: sacrifice of the sun!

It is the most perfect and efficient basic method finally determined by the sons of the sun after countless years of exploration and summary on their mother planet.

It is also the most efficient cultivation of the power of the sun.

Looking at the front of a pair of pictures, listening to the sound of the whispering ring up in the ear.

Sylvanas raised her head and looked up at the sun, the rising dawn.

Legs together straight, arms straight, symmetrically pointing to the shoulder oblique top, hand five fingers together into a palm, palm outward, fingertips pointing to the sky above.

"Praise the sun!" she said softly, following the whisper in her ear

Countless words, immediately into a stream of warm water, into her body.

Beautiful lines appear in her skin pores.

Dong Dong Dong Dong!

Heart beating slowly, gradually, into a golden heart!

The sons of the sun, with their final power, will directly lead Sylvanas to the road of the sun!

She became directly a son of the sun!

The sun fell on her, and a faint golden halo rose over her.

Sylvanas took a deep breath, and the sun was swallowed like a breath.

This saved her at least a year's cultivation!

Sylvanas gently reached for a ray of sunlight.

Then hold on to more.

The sun twined in her hands into gold threads, like life.

"The seal of the sun!" She said softly.

These gold wires, flying to her forehead, in the forehead of queldore, imprinted with a shallow mark.It was a flame that seemed to burn forever!

At this point, she really became a son of the sun.

The soldier who breathes the light and heat of the sun and releases his terrible power on every enemy of the son of the sun!

"Natural disaster!" The newly born son of the sun leaped onto the crown of an ancient tree.

In the sun's bath, her whole body, as if covered by a halo.

"Eternal sun, protect me!" She jumped forward and galloped in the direction of silver moon city.

I don't know how long I left.

But Sylvanas understood that her people and compatriots were waiting for her!

The Ranger general will not give up her compatriots as long as he has a breath left!

Even death!

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After taking a bath, Ling Ping'an turns off the light and lies in bed.

I don't know why, he seemed fascinated, humming the song.

"Blue sky, milky way There's a little white boat... "

In the song, he slowly fell asleep.

And even in a dream, the song seems to be humming.

"There is a sweet scented osmanthus tree on the ship, and the white rabbit is playing..."

In the dream of humming, Ling Ping An feels more and more that it is necessary for him to compose the song again.

So he saw himself, appearing on a grand and sacred stage.

Countless fans are waiting for the grand performance.

It's just that they can't see clearly.

And in the spirit of peace around, many musicians, are also looking at him.

It seems that in this dream, he is the soul of the whole band.

"Well..." Ling Ping An looks at this dream and feels at a loss.

But

Countless sincere eyes are waiting.

Countless musicians are waiting.

They're all looking forward to a great show.

They are also waiting for an unparalleled feast of hearing.

This makes Lingping a little embarrassed.

He looked in front of himself.

It was a strange and strange drum.

Looking at the big drum, Lingping suddenly emerged with countless inspirations.

Bang!

He gave it a pat.

The band started playing immediately.

It was a piece of wild music that could not be described in words or words.

The harsh sound of the flute penetrated everything.

It's almost like tearing the eardrum.

It's a completely disorganized piano, like thunder.

Countless dancers, dancing a completely incomprehensible dance.

But the audience was screaming like crazy.

It seems that this great gorgeous dance has already begun.

They were all immersed in it.

Even spiritual peace is affected by the atmosphere.

He found that he didn't need to know any music theory.

The audience was very happy when he played the drum casually.

It's a bit like traffic. Even if the tune is out of tune, even if it's hard to sing, fans will pay for it, they will be intoxicated, and they will applaud one after another.

Great brother!

Geese are so good!

No one can match my brother's music!

This makes spiritual peace really comfortable.

"It seems that Although I usually hate traffic... " "But If I become traffic I'll be happy too! "

Think about it. It seems that people are like this.

many things, always make complaints about themselves.

But once he becomes the protagonist of that story.

So

How delicious!

Although understand this is only a dream!

But he's also starting to get involved.

Who doesn't want to become the central focus of the public's expectation and pursuit?

Who doesn't want to be adored and trusted by countless people?

Now, standing on the stage of dreams.

In the spotlight.

Feel the passion of the countless audience.

Lingping is excited.

He patted the drum at will!

Bang bang bang!

The audience is as crazy as the audience, piercing screams and tsunami like screams, continuous!

The band on the stage is completely crazy.

The sound of flute is long, the sound of flute is high, and the sound of Qin is crazy!

Spiritual peace by this encouragement, more and more self-confidence.

He was beating the drum, like a real artist, into it.

Although, in fact, his drum sound is totally blind beating.Rhythm?

Tune?

No need!

All you need to do is shoot and tap as you like.

The audience's demands are really low!

As long as he plays the drum, he is satisfied with the sound of the drum.

As for the others? It doesn't matter at all!

This makes Lingping an really happy.

He was totally involved.

And he began to sing.

"Blue sky, milky way There's a little white boat... " With his humming.

The drums began to have rhythm and rhythm.

It's still messy, but at least there's a basic rhythm.

And it took the audience and the rest of the band into complete madness.

The feeling to lingping'an is that it is like a certain news screen that I have seen before.

Fanatical fans, watching the traffic on the stage.

The flow from the pocket, take out a lipstick, and then enchanting daub lips, and then throw to the fans.

Fans are crazy!

"Brother! Brother

"Moths Moths

They screamed, they screamed, they screamed.

This moment, more crazy than Lingping ever saw.

In his hum, the audience was completely crazy.

The band on the stage was even more hysterical.

They played the instruments tirelessly and madly.

The harsh sound of the flute, mixed with the sound of the flute which made the eardrum tear, entered the state of playing which seemed to be eternal in the complete disorder of the piano.

Countless lights, focused on the stage.

Ling Ping An is excited to play the drum.

At this moment, he felt that he was the world and the world was himself!

It feels great!

"Maybe I have the potential to become a super flow! " The young bookshop owner thought in his dream.

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Dong Dong Dong Dong!

From the steel altar, the sacred drum sounds.

The will of the spirit of all opportunities surrounds this sacred altar.

The great and holy joy is heard on this holy altar.

In this great sacred joy, every mechanical people and steel believers feel the carnival of nano cells in their bodies.

Countless mechanical organs indulge in it.

Kneeling in front of the altar, countless mechanical truths appeared on Elizabeth's body.

The mechanical Scripture on her hand radiates endless light.

The light blinds the sky and goes straight to the sky.

Even the sky, which was covered by the power of evil gods, can not be covered now.

The great will of the spirit of all opportunities, violently tore up everything!

The sacred voice of steel reverberates in the sky, in the earth, in every corner.

In this great sacred voice.

Elizabeth understood the oracle of the spirit of opportunity.

So she stood up.

The will of iron and steel is rendered on the holy mechanical nun, the holy steel bhikuni.

She turned, and the great power of immortal steel emerged from her sacred body.

A pair of sacred wings full of mechanical beauty and the power of steel spread from behind her, and the holy iron feather was surrounded by the blessing of the spirit of all machines.

This blessing is so sacred!

As a result, every mechanical people, believers in steel, felt a burst of admiration from the deepest parts of every nano cell and mechanical organ of the body.

This is their Savior!

The great spirit of all opportunities in the world's generation!

Immortal great steel angel!

Saint. Elizabeth!

This is the decision of the spirit of all opportunities!

"What is the expectation of the spirit of all opportunities?" In the sound of steel, Elizabeth asked every one of her children, the lambs of the spirit of opportunity.

"Flesh and blood are bitter and weak, iron and steel are eternal!" The believers answered in unison, full of strength and firmness.

"What is the teaching of the spirit of all opportunities?" The steel wings behind Elizabeth were fully opened, and a door Gatling gun appeared on her wings.

Steel was on her side.

Saint. Elizabeth!

"Face everything with absolute materialism and absolute reason!"

"How should we repay the spirit of all opportunities?" Elizabeth's body, a layer of steel armor appeared.

It made her a giant mechanical Titan.

She looked down at everyone cold.

"Let us fight and die!" In front of this miracle, the believers cried out: "for the spirit of all opportunities!"In the sacred steel altar, one mechanical guard after another climbed out.

Elizabeth's iron wings began to shake.

She pulled out a huge steel blade.

"Then fight!"

"For the spirit of all opportunities!"

"From today on, we will fight against the evil gods forever!"

"Till they are cut off and banished from our world."

"Only because they dare to blaspheme the great spirit of opportunity

"I promise you..."

The angel of steel exclaimed, her holy voice echoed through every believer's cochlea, echoing in their quantum heads.

"Every soldier fighting for the spirit of all opportunities will receive his due honor!"

"And everyone who is afraid or even betrayed on the battlefield will be engulfed by the fury of machinery and steel!"

With her vows, on the sacred steel altar, endless truths emerge.

There is no doubt about the will of machinery and steel!

Fight for the spirit of all opportunities!

Thus, the whole North American continent, countless iron and steel people, have understood the true meaning of machinery and steel.

At this time, each of them knelt down and began to pray.

"Ring the Bell once, push the lever, start the piston and engine..."

Holy prayer, through the sky.

The inexhaustible will of steel envelops the whole world.

In the chorus of millions of people.

The power of the divine begins to resonate.

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Innumerable poisonous gases, filled the whole atmosphere.

Numerous steel buildings stand on the ground.

The sea here has evaporated.

Rivers and lakes have long dried up.

This is foundry world Griffin five.

It's the casting world rebuilt in this deserted galaxy by mechanical priests who fled from the defeat of Griffin IV.

It is also a foundry world that has lost contact with the Empire for thousands of years.

But they are still here.

Mechanical priests, with the will of steel, stick here.

In order to make the world, but also for omnisaia.

Below the earth's surface, a steel pipeline stands crisscross.

The plane servants shuttle through it.

In the deepest part of the earth, in the core.

The mechanical bishop stood on the steel platform, overlooking all the casting world.

Now, it's time to pray!

"Ring the Bell once, push the lever, start the piston and engine..."

All the members of the mechanical cult are chanting devoutly.

Including bishop Almunia.

It's a routine prayer.

The huge gear is slowly turning, and the huge hammer is beating constantly.

Red hot metal flows in every pipe.

The mechanical bishop looked at everything as he prayed.

Today's machine spirit remains the same.

Suddenly

The whole foundry world seems to be shaking.

Huge gears, turning at an unprecedented speed.

Red hot metal in the boiling Carnival!

The huge and incomparable hammer of that stage is beating everything with unprecedented speed.

The efficiency of the whole casting world has reached an unprecedented level at this moment!

Archbishop Almunia raised his head.

His electronic pupil, seeing all the equipment, was cheering.

In the eyes of the servants, there was also fanaticism.

These have lost the thinking ability of the machine servants, suddenly orderly began to pray.

"Ring the Bell once, push the lever, start the piston and engine..."

All the machinery in the casting world roared at the same time: "ring the Bell once, push the lever, start the piston and engine..."

Among all the steel, the sacred sound of steel came out.

Dong Dong Dong

That's the spirit of all opportunities talking!

Dong Dong Dong

That's the will of the great onesia!

Almunia knelt down devoutly.

All the mechanical priests knelt down devoutly.

They kiss the earth of steel.

"Praise the God of all opportunities!" They revered.

Machine Soul Big joy!

For their loyalty, but also for their wisdom!

So the will of steel came.

"I am the spirit of all opportunities..."

"Immortality in steel and machinery!"

"I'm also a lot of steam riveting steel...""More is good, big is beauty..."

"I have no Bodhisattva Gatlin in the south, the Savior of great mercy!"

Steel is singing in Sanskrit, machinery is singing.

The spirit of the great will, full of every inch of space!

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