Chapter 434

Dong!

The sound of a drum awakened Miyamoto in horror.

He looked at the music station in fear.

In front of the microphone, the man in the mask stands up.

His body was as quiet as night and dark.

The cat in my arms has already jumped onto the table.

Black kitten, stretch out.

The pyramids are reflected in the flickering stage lights.

The black Pharaoh held up his scepter.

The whole dance floor was covered with blood moon.

The whole dance floor has been covered by invisible power.

Miyamoto swallowed his saliva, and then he saw the man in the mask raise his hand slightly.

In his spiritual sense, Miyamoto Zhongxin sensed that the power was flowing quietly around him like a gurgling stream.

It seems that since ancient times, psionic power has been a stream flowing beside him.

The black kitten on the table, in a vague, illusory shape.

In a trance, Miyamoto seems to see a charming goddess lying on the table.

His long black hair envelops his perfect and moving body.

Agate stone like eyes, quietly looking at his master.

Like a real pet cat.

Waiting for the master's teasing or command.

"Who is he?" Miyamoto questions.

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The drums are still ringing in my ears.

Ling Ping An has gone mad!

In his eyes, the world becomes meaningless. To him, heaven and earth are like a paper boat floating in the waves of endless dark ocean, which may capsize at any time.

At this moment, he was arrogant, arrogant and arrogant.

As a result, everything that had been suppressed and ignored gushed out like magma.

It's hard for him to restrain himself!

He looks at the people on the dance floor, scans the music stage, weeps to hear his great performance, and is so excited that his body is swinging.

Vaguely, the spirit of peace has a clear understanding.

"I'm afraid I can't listen to the great joy of my creation, these humble worms and moths who live and die all the time."

Great joy is the joy of the universe.

It's the music of heaven, the sound of earth!

Harmony with heaven and earth is the natural way of the universe.

This kind of music is not allowed to be heard by unqualified creatures.

I can't even hear the rest of it!

Listen and die!

So

"I'll make a little song!"

Although I don't quite understand why, spiritual peace still depends on my own heart.

He closed his eyes slowly.

His hand, gently stroking the drum in front of him.

With his touch, a worm like things, from all directions, into the drum body.

As a result, the ordinary cowhide drum gradually became old.

Years left mottled marks on it.

In it, history carves the mark of the times.

Indistinctly, drum body, it seems that there are ten days across the sky, baking the earth.

Indistinctly, inside the drum body, came the roar of the rolling flood.

Indistinctly, there seems to be an eternal hovering bird hovering over the green waves of the East China Sea, day and night, day and night.

In the end, all the voices and figures are gone.

Only mottled marks and dust were left on the drum.

And these traces and dust are wiped away by Lingping, and drop by drop.

So, this drum takes on a new look!

A brand new battle drum.

The cowhide is covered in the drum body, which is cyan. In the cyan, there is a faint blue thunder light flashing.

Kui Niugu!

Then he opened his eyes.

In his eyes, there is no emotion, the whole person is in the extreme crazy.

At this moment, spiritual peace knows that he is omnipotent.

There's nothing he can't do!

And the people in front of him saw that on the music stage, the eyes of the people wearing masks suddenly burned.

Gold streamers overflowed from his eyes.

Like a solar flare!

And in his hands, in the blue cowhide drum, the blue current was flowing.

Bang!

He patted the drum lightly.

Thunder surges from it, blooming electric flowers.

The thunder is not only surging from the drum.

And from the sky above.

Boom!

It's thundering!

………………………………Li Shouyi suddenly opened his eyes.

He looked up at the ceiling above him.

Boom!

In the sky, thunder exploded.

Li Shouyi patted a handrail beside him, and his closed basement instantly opened.

He sprang up from the basement with a slight jump, and in a moment, he had already landed on a hill.

He looked up at the sky.

Black clouds are rolling up.

Thunder came from the dark clouds.

Boom!

Lightning tore the sky.

Endless thunder, blooming in the sky, will illuminate the dark world.

Li Shouyi took a deep breath.

"What happened?" He frowned.

This thunderstorm is so unusual!

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"Imperial meteorological station, emergency report, affected by severe convective weather, there will be heavy rain and Thunderstorm in the whole territory of imperial tonight Please stay at home and try not to go out! "

Ang Lee listened to the warning from the radio.

She raised her head and looked at Chu Wei.

"What's the situation?" Asked Ang Lee.

Chu shook his head slightly, but his face was very worried.

In the palm of her hand, the mark from the rain master is shining.

She knew that tonight's imperial capital would not be peaceful.

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He rourourou looks up at the sky.

Dark clouds rolled, thunder rumbled, and lightning bloomed in the clouds.

On her forehead, a badge flickered.

"It's the master!" She said very fanatically: "it's the master!"

Her body, instantly hot up.

So, she directly parked her car to a corner of the street.

She's going to the master!

This is her mission and her destiny!

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Boom!

Thunder exploded in the sky overhead.

In the Luming hall, the lights began to flash and go out.

The boundless power of power, from all directions, poured into the entire Luming hall inside and outside.

The stronger the strength, the deeper the feeling.

Ordinary staff members just feel cold and flustered.

But the extraordinary have been shivering.

Their psychic sense, felt the real terror.

The flesh and blood of the body, it seems to have their own will, bit by bit in the peristalsis.

There is great terror in the spirit.

Countless crazy and twisted ideas are constantly emerging.

Everyone is trying his best to stick to reason.

As we all know, once reason breaks down.

They must be crazy!

What's more, they will be twisted into ignorant monsters, animals without thoughts.

Ludwig is the one who feels the most.

His forehead was dripping with cold sweat.

The crazy thoughts in my heart are surging wave after wave.

He held his hands tightly and insisted on his reason.

"Who is it?" He thought.

Suddenly

"Your Highness..." Ludwig heard someone behind him ask nervously, "what's the matter with you?"

In the corner of his eyes, he saw a lovely girl, supporting the princess Fusang and asking.

That's a fox girl!

Fusang fox girl!

But

Why is she not affected?

Ludwig couldn't understand.

All the people in the whole deer hall were suppressed by the terrible power.

But what's the matter with this Fusang fox girl?

Just a major, just like nobody!

However

Ludwig had no time to think about it.

Because of the drum, it's coming again.

This time, the drum is no longer a single sound.

It's continuous!

Dong Dong!

The drums rumbled.

Boom!

Top of the sky, thunder rolling!

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Ling Ping An beats the drum.

Bang bang!

The drum is beating.

Dong Dong!

Drums rumble!

He was immersed in the paradise of music and the desire of creation.

In his mind, countless thoughts, one after another.

He didn't need to learn or be taught about music. He seemed to understand it by nature.Melody, beat

Doraimi's evening

Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng, Yu.

But

He clapped the drum and said, "do I need melody, beat and rhythm?"

Melody, rhythm and temperament are the rules of human music.

He doesn't need it.

He just needs to take a random shot, and then he can create the world's wonderful music, the world's great music!

So, in fact, his creation is just a few shots.

Rhythm? melody? temperament?

No need!

The real genius is to clap casually, that is to say, the music, and the rhythm is to beat casually.

Because genius is the creator, the creator.

When I say 1 + 1 equals 3, it will never equal 2.

1 + 1 equals 2, because I call it equal to 2!

So, he clapped and played happily.

Under the stage audience, in the drum sound, following his rhythm, slowly shaking the body.

Even his cat, is also following the beat, slowly swaying.

Vaguely, the kitten on the table seems to have become a girl with long black hair and white plump body.

A pair of eyes like agate stone, surging like water.

Ling Ping'an feels more and more excited.

Cao Amei said: Fortunately, to sing in praise of ambition!

He is also eager to try.

So he began to whisper.

"At the beginning of Sui Dynasty, who preached the truth..."

"It's me!" He raised his head and gave a firm answer

"why do you test it when it's not up and down?"

"I know!" He answered softly.

Dong Dong!

The drumbeat was inexplicably close to his murmur.

And his voice, though murmuring.

But it is very clear that it reverberates in the dance floor, even if there is a rumble of thunder on the sky, it can not be covered.

The people on the dance floor, listening to the drums, raised their heads one by one in the murmur.

Everyone's eyes are dark.

Their faces are full of smiles.

Happy smile.

It seems to hear the most beautiful voice in the world and feel the most extreme warmth in the world.

But

This smile is extremely strange.

There seems to be something creeping in their skin.

Wriggling slowly under the smile.

And in the corridor upstairs, Miyamoto is already kneeling down.

The sound of drums reverberated in his ears, and the low singing and answering accompanied the sound of drums.

In his eye socket, a thin long line, break free from, grow out from the dark eye socket.

Gurgling blood, slowly surging.

Black resentment, surging from his flesh.

"Chao Wen Dao..." Miyamoto kept a happy and bright smile. He knelt down on the ground, his eyes full of craziness: "it's time to die!"

At the moment, he felt that he was extremely honored and lucky.

The humble dust, the tiny Hun, can actually hear such a drum sound and such a great chant in his lifetime.

Even if it is immediately dead, the soul to the bottom of the yellow spring, you can also close your eyes!

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Dong Dong

Dong Dong

No rhythm to speak of, no rhythm of the drum, from all directions, rolling.

Thunder in the sky, constantly blowing.

Thunderstorms are tearing the sky.

Li Shouyi looked up at the depth of the sky.

He could sense that something was coming towards the earth at high speed from the thunderstorm.

Finally!

He felt it.

A mountain!

Mountains stretching for hundreds of miles!

Innumerable peaks, have collapsed mountains!

Endless Valley has dried up mountains!

Among the mountains, corpses are everywhere.

Inside and outside the valley, there is no grass.

Deep in the mountains, the core of the earth.

An ancient immortal, quietly lying in the middle of the broken mountains.

His immortal body has been torn apart.

His spirit was completely shattered by some terrible force.

Immortal blood, like a spring, has been gushing out of wounds.

Vaguely, Li Shouyi heard the elegy of the mountains.

"Kunlun mound is the capital under the emperor, and it is the capital of shenlu. It has a god like tiger body with nine tails and a human face with tiger claws. It is also a God, the nine divisions of the sky and the confinement of the emperor. "Li Shouyi looked up at the mountain in the depth of the thunderstorm.

Listen to the whispers among the mountains.

The elegy and sigh of grief.

In a trance, Li Shouyi seems to see a hazy picture.

The immortal God, who is upright, has a tiger body and nine tails, and a man's face and tiger's claws, fights with people over the mountains.

Space is crumbling, heaven and earth are sobbing.

Even to death, this immortal God is protecting the mountains under him.

However

When he fell from the sky, God's blood gushed out and scattered over the mountains.

His enemies did not let go of the mountains he vowed to defend.

The mountains were broken and the veins were torn.

All plants, birds and animals were slaughtered.

No dog and no fowl, no grass.

Even so, his enemies are still worried about his resurrection.

They simply pull up the mountains from the heaven and earth and throw them into the endless turbulence of time and space.

Li Shouyi feels these pictures, and his brows are tight.

Because the mountains in the thunderstorm are passing through the thunderstorm.

This thunderstorm, instead of being its hindrance, has become its road.

A road to the world.

Dong Dong!

The drums are beating a little.

Boom!

Thunderous.

The blue thunder light tears the dark clouds and illuminates the world.

In the thunder, the mountains with long trails, like meteors, fell to the northwest.

The target is Kunlun mountain!

Li Shouyi looked at it, the mountains flashing in the thunder.

"After tonight..." "The world will change," he sighed

He knows, myth invades, aggravate!

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