I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon Chapter 433: Soul drummer, online creation (1)
In the corridor above the dance floor, Tadanobu Miyamoto is drinking.
He raised his wine glass and looked down at the noise from below.
Then, he raised his head and took a sip of strong alcohol.
"Sorrowful wine is even worse!" He sighed.
As an extraordinary major, he certainly has reasons to worry.
Today is the dance party at the Fusang Embassy.
The imported object of the dance party was passed from Qin Lu during the Hundred Years' War.
To be precise, it was brought by Qin Lu prisoners of war.
In the Hundred Years' War, the Federal Empire captured a large number of Qin and Lu nobles.
These nobles are naturally treated well.
According to the standard, they are all imperial nobles of the same level.
Who said, these guys will be bought with a ransom?
Furthermore, according to Qin Lu's example, the expenses during their capture, as long as they have signed, will be recognized.
Of course, the life of these prisoners in the POW camp is very comfortable.
Satisfied with warm thoughts, so the prom appeared naturally.
Of course, nobles and officers from the Federal Empire are invited to participate.
So, it was out of control, and quickly swept the country, and then swept the world.
Nowadays, models such as dance halls and nightclubs have been developed.
But the most important and most formal is the dance party held in the main hall.
There is no white Ding in the communication, and there is no difference in talking and laughing!
Thinking of this, Miyamoto took another sip of wine to himself.
Unfortunately, an extraordinary person cannot get drunk.
Any alcohol will instantly decompose the extraordinary powerful liver function.
So, he is also lying to himself.
But no, what can be done?
He looked at the dance floor below again.
They are all second-generation, dudes.
Not worth mentioning!
Every moment here, Tadashi Miyamoto is like a year!
"Heroes paid wrongly since ancient times..." Miyamoto Tadanobu murmured: "So, Feng Tangyi is old, Li Guang is difficult to be named!"
So he took another sip of wine to himself.
He naturally has reasons to be melancholy!
What day is it today?
The day when the Fusang Kingdom’s reception ball.
In the main hall, there will be heroes from all over the world.
And the Prince of Poland, Lieutenant General Ludwick of Hurricane.
Fuso Brigadier General Nobuo Yanagawa will also come.
Maybe, there will be a strong man in the Federal Empire who will take the seat himself.
There may have been countless rounds of fights between the electric light and flint.
All kinds of exquisite and extraordinary magic techniques will bring you to me.
This is an extremely precious feast for any extraordinary person.
Even, a lifelong course!
A secret fight between generals.
Psionic energy blooms quietly.
It is necessary to control both intensity and influence.
This will inevitably show various techniques and reveal various strategies.
As long as you learn a few of these tricks, you will be able to use them forever!
Why is it like sitting here on a cold bench and drinking boring wine?
This is simply exile!
Thinking about this, Miyamoto filled himself with another glass.
Suddenly...
From the corner of his eye, a figure was caught.
He stood up suddenly and looked under the dance floor.
Wearing a man who appeared to be a facial mask, he slowly walked through the crowd.
The lights of the dance floor fell around him, as if falling into a thick and dark abyss, as if falling into a lightless hell.
He walked quietly.
In Miyamoto's perception, psychic energy surrounds him like the wind.
As if he is the king of psionics.
"Who?" Tadanobu Miyamoto stared, "Is there a certain fairy blood?"
But the visitor has already walked across the dance floor and walked around the music stage behind the dance floor.
"What is he going to do?" Tadanobu Miyamoto became nervous.
He looked at the man, step by step, stepped on the stairs, and went up.
The dancing lights shone at him, and the two security guards on the music stage approached him.
Meow!
A meow overwhelmed everything.
Including the screaming music, the dancing crowd, and the loud noise.
Tadanobu Miyamoto swallowed.
The wine glass in his hand fell to the ground, breaking to pieces.
"True God!" Fear came from my heart.
Until now, he finally saw the man holding a cat in his arms.
True god-level cat!
Tadashin Miyamoto was shocked!
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Ling'an held his pet, walked across the dance floor, and walked to the music stage.
His fingers are moving flexibly.
Countless scores appeared in his mind.
In a flash, it turned into nothingness, an inspiration that could not be grasped.
However, this made him even more excited.
Some things that were forgotten by him are remembered again.
"I remember, I used to play music for thousands of people in a dream..." He recalled a dream he once had.
Endless audiences are crazy about his music.
At that time, he was the most beautiful boy in the world.
The flow in the flow, the focus in the focus.
In that dream, the audience screamed and cheered.
Vaguely, there seem to be countless worlds in joy.
That feels sour and refreshing.
That tastes so great!
And now!
Ling Ping'an raised his head and looked at the two security guards approaching him.
They are pulling out electric shock batons.
Lingping smiled: "Don't disturb the artist's creation!"
Meow!
The cat in her arms screams softly.
One million points of approval to the owner's decision!
The two security guards seemed to understand at this moment how stupid their own behavior was!
That's right!
Just stupid!
How can they obstruct the creation of a great artist, the best musician in the world?
No way!
That is a crime!
Crime against art, against music and art!
So, they came to their senses, they understood, and they let go.
This is great!
Lingping smiled and looked at the two security guards.
From their faces, Lingping sees their respect for themselves, their awe of art, and their worship of music.
So, he nodded.
He went straight to the musicians who were playing DJ and drumming.
Meow!
The kitten gave a soft cry.
The musicians immediately stepped away very witty.
They seem to understand who should be given to the stage.
Who is the protagonist on the stage tonight.
So smart!
So, Lingping easily took the microphone from the singer.
Then he looked at the dance floor.
The dance floor has fallen silent.
He looked at the musicians and singers who were too excited to speak because of seeing a great artist.
He raised his hand.
So, grabbed the microphone.
He said: "Gentlemen, ladies..."
"Next, please enjoy my latest creation..."
"This unparalleled musical feast!"
There was no applause, no cheers.
How can this be?
Ling Ping An asked, "Why is there no applause? Cheers?"
After an instant, pop, pop, pop...
Slight applause rang out, and then it was thunderous.
The crowd was whistling, and many even started to cry.
Ling looked peacefully, very pleased.
"It seems that I really have a musical genius!"
As for when did he have a talent for music?
Liu Ling, Li Bai, Su Shi...
Which one is not a talented musical genius?
Now, he is possessed by so many poets.
Naturally, be the best musical prodigy in the world!
I didn’t see it. The audience even clapped their hands red and refused to stop. Tears flowed out. Do you still cheer?
So, no need to think about it.
Of course, in his mind, he faintly thought something was wrong.
The sensible voice seems to say: "Hurry up and stop... Don't make a fool of yourself!"
But...
Why should you be afraid?
This is Liu Ling.
Drunk Liu Ling.
Liu Ling knocked five stones away.
Liu Ling with Beatles!
Wu Shi San?
Ling Ping hesitated a little.
He feels that his current state seems to be the same as that of the Wei-Jin celebrities who have smashed five stones.
It's all bohemian, it's just unscrupulous.
"This day*, so terrible?"
"It doesn't matter!" He thought: "I'll talk about it...Anyway, I am wearing a mask...No one can recognize me!"
So, he walked over to the musical instruments.
Look up one by one.
Workers must first sharpen their tools if they want to do well!
To create good music, you must have a good instrument!
So, he looked at a drum.
I liked it immediately!
Drums!
This is a good thing!
He likes it very much.
On the dance floor, the audience is still applauding.
Applause desperately.
Tears and snot, because of fear, kept flowing out.
In everyone's eyes, on the music stage at this moment.
It's hell!
Because the king from **** is standing there.
Although he looks, he seems to be human.
Although it doesn't seem to be powerful.
However, the black cat demon he is holding in his hand stretches his teeth and claws.
Behind the cat demon, a weird pyramid is rising.
The outline of the pyramid reflects in everyone's eyes.
Among the shining pyramids, the black pharaoh has raised his scepter high.
A blood moon shines high above the pyramid.
An indescribable monster crawled out of the blood moon.
Deformed, terrifying, terrifying.
The fear from the soul takes everything!
So no one dares not applaud.
No one dared not cheer.
Everyone seems to have enlightenment.
If you don’t do it...
Then the monsters in the blood moon will crawl to reality and tear them all to pieces!
Lingping listened to the applause and cheers.
He reached out and stroked the drum in front of him.
The audience is too enthusiastic.
He must create good music to repay the enthusiasm of the audience.
He thought for a while and patted the drum lightly in front of him.
Boom!
The drums are beautiful!
Rumble of drums!
The drums are thunderous!
The drums are like electricity!
Lingping remembered a legend.
"There is Liubo Mountain in the East China Sea, seven thousand miles into the sea~IndoMTL.com~ There are beasts on it, like a cow, with a blue body without horns, and one foot. When entering and leaving the water, there will be wind and rain. Its light is like the sun and the moon, and its sound Like thunder, its name is Kui. The Yellow Emperor got it, using its skin as a drum, and its prongs with the bones of thunder beasts. He heard hundreds of miles and made the world majestic!"
He smiled: "Good drum! Good drum!"
So...
He raised his head and looked at the audience.
He solemnly declared: "Everyone, please be quiet!"
"The concert has begun!"
Meow!
The kitten in his arms jumped to the front desk of the music stage.
It is ready to listen to the supreme happiness of its master.
And the entire dance floor is extremely quiet in an instant.
The audience is very cheering!
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