Chapter 435

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

Among the rumbling drums, the low chanting sound, like the gangrene attached to bones, lingers and lingers.

"It's me!"

The answer of the stone breaks the sky startles people.

"Why should we examine it when there is no shape up and down?"

"I know!" The firm and incomparable answer is surging in people's hearts.

The whole Luming hall, strange terror, gradually spread.

It was found that with that murmur came.

They can't control themselves anymore.

There's something creeping under the skin.

Slowly, little by little.

Inside the viscera, there is something screaming.

In the spirit, restless and uncertain thoughts spread quickly.

No one can escape.

Because everyone has lost the freedom of action.

They were as if they were imprisoned, as if they were fixed by some magic power.

Life is more than death.

Only a pretty girl can still move freely.

And she doesn't seem to be restricted at all.

She can even save people.

Princess Fusang, Prince aizinei of Li palace, with her help, finally sat on a bench in the dance hall.

The princess held her hand tightly, like a straw.

Everyone looked at the girl full of expectation.

My eyes are full of supplication.

But the princess caught her dead.

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

They bowed their heads and their eyes seemed to come out of their eyes.

They look at their mouths.

The mouth originally used for breathing, eating and speaking.

Now, it's empty.

The mouth, this organ, doesn't exist.

Unknown terror, further spread!

Dong Dong!

The disorderly sound of drums is still coming.

Boom, thunder overhead, still rolling.

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

Many streets and alleys, even street lights are beginning to dim.

The world seems to be coming to an end in the next second.

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On the dance floor.

Ling Ping'an is excited by his talent.

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

People scream, crazy swing body, make a variety of difficult movements.

Even his cat, also give face very much.

She turned into a girl with black hair, dancing with the drum on the platform.

Incomparably elegant, incomparably charming.

Although

He did not understand how his cat became a girl?

"Do you mean..." The only reason left is asking, "what hallucinogenic things have I eaten or drunk here?"

When you think about it, it seems that it is possible.

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

Normal people who would be so arrogant that they are the masters of the world?

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

Liu Che Mao mausoleum more stagnant bones, Ying Zheng Zi Museum fee abalone!

Even the gods and Buddhas, there are three disasters and nine robberies!

I will die in the end!

Even stars burn all their fuel and collapse.

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

But

I will live forever!

I will live forever!

I am the only one!

Because

I am above all things!

Above everything in the world!

Higher than material, higher than spirit!

As a result, the intonation of singing becomes strange for Ling'an himself.

"In the dark, who can be the best..." Every word has been elongated, the intonation began to become left and right erratic, up and down, the drum in the rumble of the roar, strangely and incomparably stepped on the beat.

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

He raised his head and spat out the answer.

This is the answer to the ancients' exploration of life.

"I can!"

Because

I was born in chaos, I am chaos!

With this idea, Ling Ping'an will know that there is no need to chant the later poems.

Because all the answers have been explained.

It's all because of him!

He is the source of everything and the creator of everything.At the beginning of Sui Dynasty, in chaos.

Earth, water, wind and fire, heaven and earth, yin and Yang, depend on him.

His will also determines his life and death, ups and downs.

Everything is just a line in his hand.

In his eternal dream, he moves with his breath and grows and dies with his thoughts.

So, he was strong and fierce.

So he was arrogant!

The sky is low and the earth is thin.

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

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Boom!

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

The thunder exploded and the clouds were torn apart.

The whole world seems to be tottering in the terrible power of heaven and earth, as if the next second is the end of the world.

On the road, ants keep pouring out.

Even in winter, countless poisonous snakes still braved the cold to climb out of the cave.

Countless mice follow them.

Li Shouyi also felt a kind of shudder from his soul.

His psychic sense told him that the sky was falling apart, right in front of him.

But where does the crisis come from?

He looked up.

Ear, vaguely, seems to have a very strange and terrible whisper.

"In the dark, who can be the best..."

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

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 terrible answer reverberated in the thunder of the sky.

"I can!"

So, lightning across the sky, heaven and earth resonance!

The psychic is whimpering on its way to crazy destruction.

In the dark, Li Shouyi has a hunch.

If the master of the voice, continue.

The world will be torn in his power!

Though 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.

Now it's normal.

The man is awakening his power without fear.

But his power is too strong.

Even if it only wakes up one percent of the skin, it may break the world!

Because even one percent of its mass is enough to tear up the earth and even the sun!

"Is that the one?" Li Shouyi looks at the location of Luming villa with fear.

And then recklessly toward the Luming villa gallop away.

He has to go!

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Lingping is crazy.

The universe is like a bath.

His inner arrogance and madness reached the point of lawlessness.

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

The world is in a trance.

What he saw, and what he saw on the dance floor, was nothing but ephemera.

Shudder in the drum, twist in the murmur.

Their bodies seem to be collapsing.

"Such a fragile life..."

"What's the point of their existence? What's the point of living? "

"It's better to crush, it's better to extricate!"

This read together, he burst into laughter.

In both hands, countless things seem to come out of the skin.

This fragile world, these tiny creatures.

Destroy it!

Twist it!

So, he raised his hands, will be heavy down.

Beat the drum of doomsday to the world and sing the Afterword of doom to all living beings.

But

His hand stopped in mid air.

His mouth is just open.

Because

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

"Don't break it!"

My mother's voice reverberates in my ears.

"The warmth of the world?" Lingping murmurs to himself.

His reason seems to be returning.

He thought of a lot.

Education and care from childhood.

The smiles of the neighbors.

And the smell of my aunt

Aunt Cai's steamed dumplings and bean curd.

Michiko Chiba's takeout.

He even thought of Uncle Wang, Uncle Zhang and grandma HuAnd Hu Nuo Nuo

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

"Although the world is boring..."

"Although the world is fragile..."

"But..."

"Don't crush it!"

He thought.

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

Moreover, even if the bond, there will be cracks in the trace, not so perfect!

So he put down his hand.

When his hand is down.

The thunder above the sky, stopped.

The dark clouds are gone, the moon is dark and the wind is high.

Countless people open windows and stick their heads out.

WOW!

Rain falls from the sky.

Ants on the road, climb back to the nest.

One by one out of the hole of the snake, struggling to climb towards the cave.

The mice scattered.

Li Shouyi fell on a hill near Luming villa.

The rain splashed down from the sky.

He reached for a little rain.

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

He looked up, in the rain, above the sky, a bright moon appeared from the dark clouds.

With the heavy rain, Yuehua spreads all over the earth.

For a while, rain like silver line, continuous!

Li Shouyi is crazy all the time.

He knew that the disaster was over.

And the feast will begin!

…………………………

Lingping laid his hand.

He burst into laughter.

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

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

It seems to be scared, and scared!

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

Then he looked at the world in front of him.

The whole dance floor, all the audience, collapsed and couldn't move.

They seem to be unable to extricate themselves from the music paradise because they heard the music created by lingping'an.

In the music station, the band members are like a pool of mud.

They are probably intoxicated by the wonderful music that they will never hear.

"The audience is so supportive..." Ling Ping'an thought: "I can't help but repay one or two!"

Yes!

The enthusiasm of the audience must be reciprocated.

As an artist, as a musician.

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

So he gave it a pat.

The drums sound long.

At the same time, he sang.

The song is vast and full of ancient charm.

"FeiGuang, FeiGuang, please have a glass of wine..."

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

"But when the moon is cold and the sun is warm, come and fry life..."

He wobbled as if drunk.

With his oratorio, the whole dance floor and outside, the psychic surge.

One by one, people who had already been debauched and lax in shape gradually stood up again.

Split skin, re you and, out of the blood, back to the body.

Those strange and strange, disappeared in the invisible.

Not only that.

In the chorus, in the long drum.

Little by little, the power seeps into their skin.

They were confused and at a loss.

The previous memory seems to have been forgotten.

Everyone looked up at the man in the mask on the music stage, holding a kitten and patting the drum.

Dong Dong!

The sound of the drum is sweet.

"That's not..." In the crowd, cen Mai frowned: "brother Ling of Jiangcheng?"

"How did he get on stage?"

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

Because

He looked at his hands. There was warm current flowing in the meridians.

Between the viscera, in the elixir field, there is a spirit in the slow flow.

"I..."

"Going to be extraordinary?"

He was pleasantly surprised.

Immediately understand, this is a god given opportunity, excellent opportunity!

Immediately, according to the education of the family, sit down cross legged and guide the psionic power.

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

Everyone understands.

There is great power enlightening them!………………………………

In Luming hall.

It's a mess.

The whole hall, tottering with the sound of drums.

The marble floor is cracking every inch.

On the wall, countless cracks spread like spider webs.

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

Countless people are paralyzed.

Their limbs are twisted apart.

The drums kept coming.

Under the skin, there is an unknown terror creeping and gestating.

There was thunder in the sky.

A door, broken in the wind and rain.

Countless windows burst open one by one.

Only Michiko Chiba and Aiko Ligong, who are under her protection, remain human.

But the wind outside is howling and the sky and the earth are swaying.

Even if they are, they won't last long.

Suddenly

The drums stopped.

The thunder stopped.

The wind and rain seem to have stopped.

And then, wow!

It's pouring down from the sky.

Then

The sound of drums rings in my ears.

The low voice of Qingchang reverberates in my ears.

"FeiGuang, FeiGuang, please have a glass of wine..."

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

"Only when the moon is cold and the sun is warm, can we fry life..."

One shadow after another, stand up.

They seem to look around in a daze, and seem to forget the previous things.

Broken doors and windows, a little bit of recovery in a great force.

The cracked floor, re you and.

Cracks in the wall, bit by bit of restoration.

Nothing seems to have happened.

But Michiko Chiba and Aiko Ligong remember clearly.

They have witnessed with their own eyes the disaster of boundless terror and the distortion of the participants inside and outside the hall.

As if the nightmare of terror, lingering in their minds.

The sound of singing in the ear reverberates quietly.

The inner fear, therefore, calms down.

"Li He's poem..." Listening to the Qingchang in my ear, Aizi of Li Gong suddenly said, "this is Li He's bitter day is short!"

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