Nothingness higher than nothingness is equivalent to death, and everything is nothing. The realm of music that returns to nothingness makes it impossible for the dark king to crack it for the time being, so he has to continue to be trapped in the world with the author.

The King of Darkness lived with the author at the same time, and he was reading the books of the Western literary world at night, and the books were all inherited things. Especially the English series think that they are very beautiful, and the Dark King feels that Chinese is really the greatest mystery of the human race!

But what was he thinking? How could he be as unpredictable as a fog, unpredictable and arbitrary, it really made people hate, and the teeth of hatred were itchy and helpless.

Later, he chatted with his friend Hongyi about movies. Hongyi's wife is a girl born in Dalian, and she seems to be quite satisfied with Xiaowanwan's life. Freedom is still better, but freedom has to pay another price, because this is a competitive world, too free is wrong, but the dark king can't say it, because the dark king doesn't say much.

He talks a lot, and the two are compared. He wrote as he pleased, and wrote whatever he wanted: "Seeing so many new books being written, or having already published editions, ants' books, and flipping through so many books, I thought that I could publish a book like this?

In the end, the times are regressing or I already disdain the current era, or I know it, I am trying my luck, trying to see if there are so many one or two new books in the hundred new books, and I have earned it, ha, ha.

Red books and authors have the opportunity to earn the further life they want, such as the author of Harry Potter, as the highest-paid author in the world, she was also extremely poor when she was not popular, and she lived on handouts.

There are many writers in the whole world combined. Literati are easy to despise each other, and writers are easy to think that he can and I can do more, just like student critics who don't read many books, criticizing a bunch of unnutritious things, scaring a bunch of novices to obediently follow the old-fashioned stories in the renovation and repair a fart!

Only a few authors can make money by writing books alone, and most of them are not satisfied, unsatisfactory, and miserable compared with other industries. The author's greatest real first joy. It should be the creation of a world realm, and if most of the content is copied, it will not be counted.

The second is the joy of making money while the book is popular, and has a readership. Then there is the fact that the author himself can hide in the world of words to comfort or practice and escape. Satisfy. Dreaming. Lyrical that's it.

It is expected that in mid-November, the book league of the league will be a league, due to my book subscription is very poor. So, I won't subscribe to the books of people who don't have my title in the future.,Ha Luha! Anyway, I almost don't read the online articles at the starting point.,I've read less than 10 people's books so far.。 Instead of automatically deducting points all the time, it is better to fix the subscription at 200 to 500 copies in the future.

The Dark King's Zhilu Dao has about a hundred subscriptions, but the reason why he doesn't dare to read it is that he knows that the Dao will become less and less, because few young people like this kind of freewheeling existence and writing. What's more, he loves face, assuming his friends want to write, any one of them will be better than him.

He knows the way, he knows the way. The King of Darkness doesn't know why he just knows the Dao, anyway, the King of Darkness doesn't know the Dao and doesn't understand. The King of Darkness knows that the music of the Emperor Tianjiaolong is the extreme, and he also knows that the music of the Emperor is his own music, the magic of the music world, and the music demon is himself.

Music Emperor VS Music Demon, it depends on whose extreme is the extreme, only the ultimate person in the same way understands the horror of another extreme person. Just like at this moment, I am trapped in the author's world, and it is also the fantasy music that the music emperor gave himself.

The left hand of the dark king is music, the right hand is philosophy, and the heart is the magic pole. I believe that it is not so easy for the Emperor of Music to unlock the ten layers of musical illusions.

(The Dark King didn't know that the Emperor of Music had been in the musical illusion on the first level for a long, long time.) What the Dark King is good at is the magic of music, and it is also his ultimate. And the ultimate music realm of the music emperor is not fantasy music. The Emperor of Music is the one who is proud of the world, and the King of Darkness is the one who is the ruler of the world)

At midnight, he was listening: "The red lotus fragrance is still in autumn, and Luo Shang is lightly relieved, and he is alone on the blue boat."

Drifting, drifting, drifting, missing, is ruthless.

Who in the clouds sent the brocade book? When the word goose returned, the moon was full in the west building. Looking at the round, looking at the broken, the moonlight, is a gentle appearance.

Flowers float and water flows freely, a kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. Worry about your wishes for a hundred years of initiates, worry about my dreams of a thousand mountains.

There is no way to eliminate this situation, so I frowned, but I was in my heart. wandered around and boarded the Lan Boat again. ”

The King of Darkness chanted, "A kind of lovesickness, two sorrows, only to frown, but to heart. Wandering and wandering, alone on the blue boat. 」

The king of darkness in the single step, one step free, one step free, one step affectionate, one step a thousand sorrows.

Isn't it the true destiny of the human race? How can there be a musical realm after death? If there is, then it has nothing to do with himself! What realm of music has this emperor of music understood, and he can't find any clues at all.

The Music Emperor floated forward, and the white and blue man shifted downward. The music emperor with his eyes closed, he felt that the person who was white and blue was not a person, but just two laws of the Great Dao, one was pure and extreme white, and the other was extremely blue in the sky. On another parallel hill, the black and white man watched coldly.

The music emperor started martial arts, one hand into the martial arts with music, one hand with martial arts into music, one hand with the sound pole, one hand with the martial arts, and the powerful spiritual power collided with the white and blue people. The white and blue man was dissolved and reverted back to the color of the sky with blue sky and white clouds.

The melodious erhu sound is transmitted to the music emperor, the black and white people are sitting, their legs are crossed, and the erhu on it flows out of rhyme, intoxicating the music style of the world, bursting melodious wind songs, and at the same time slowly winding up the music emperor.

In the realm of the realm, the music emperor was moved to a verdant Xu forest in the music fantasy realm. There is: "There is a lake where it is always clear, where the air is full of tranquility. The snow-white moon shines on the earth, hiding the deepest secrets in the world.

A beautiful woman appeared and sang softly, "Let me pluck your heart and try to melt it slowly, and see if I am still perfect in your heart?"

Are you still worried about me? Still love me and can't extricate yourself? Is there a place in my heart that I have never been? Where the lake is always clear, where the air is full of tranquility, where the snow-white moon shines on the earth, hiding memories that you don't want to mention.

Music Emperor Tianjiaolong, you said that sincerity can always start from the beginning, true love can always last for a long time, why do you still have loneliness in your eyes?

Maybe I shouldn't have asked, to make your calm heart ripple again, but the heart that loves you is beyond the bounds?

I should not ask, I should not have asked you to bring up the past again! But how can I be freed from the shackles in my heart? Please let me take off your heart and try to melt it slowly to see if I am still perfect in your heart?"

The Music Emperor stood still, and the beautiful woman stretched out her hand and penetrated the Music Emperor's chest.

The music emperor's heart ached, and he drew to the sky with one hand, and the sky instantly wrote: "So close your eyes for the time being, and float in the darkness with my expectations!"

Your calm face is full of colours, and you don't love it.

You can follow my steps gently and gently, and slowly recreate the beautiful memories, and suddenly the romance can't be let go, and I want to leave in the future!

The love you give is waiting helplessly, whether I go alone and want to hear your stay, the spring breeze and autumn rain fall just for loneliness, the love you give, the sweet hurt!

It locks me deeply, the vulnerability that can't be hidden, and the flood of the river rushes me to your heart, and it doesn't stop

So, so please close your eyes for a moment, your person can slowly slide into my bosom, the crowd has gradually dispersed, it should be now!"

"Like a strong mountain, able to withstand wind and rain, if the fog disperses, raise your head and look at the sky, tomorrow will be a green again." Maybe one day I will remember that I have overcome myself in life. - Man of Steel (To be continued......