The dark king who has won the music of the music emperor fantasy realm returns to the life of the author Long Yinyue, how to solve this illusion on the ordinary days of the human race?

The King of Darkness knows that music has given the universe a true soul, and the soul has wings to fly over the world, giving everything a different life, but the metaphysical fantasy music does not trap itself, and it means the same as the author, and is also trapped in mediocrity.

In another distant time and space, the musical emperor Tianjiao Dragon was transferred to the original space by the musical illusion of the Dark King, and in front of him was a strange flat and elongated square mountain, a staircase-like city that was stacked one after another, and a huge mountain of cities stacked on top of each other.

Urban music, giant mountain music, knowing that the road is a musical fantasy, but it really makes the music emperor amazing. Music is in the sky, and he is self-satisfied in the world of music, this person has the sky of the universe, the great realm of self-satisfaction in the universe, what kind of existence is he?

The nonchalant music emperor is beginning to face up to this opponent.

The author and the dark king who can't do without the red dust, he is on the street next to the endless traffic, basking in the sun, this weather is a little cold, and his physique is not suitable for winter.

On Saturday afternoon, colleagues who were busy working and looking for opportunities to make money were really noisy. He was not fit to survive in such an environment, but there was no way, just like winter would come, he had to stay on.

The sound of talking on the phone fills the office, the sound of the car and locomotive outside the gate is quite loud when you listen carefully, the Chinese pop songs that never stop playing on the company's public computer tend to be sad melodies, and the songs of Little Korea are the same as nourishing.

What kind of nutrition do you need to live? The sound of Xiao Zhu opening the door, Ah Zhu greeted the gossip three aunts and six women, he lowered his head and typed the words, knocking slowly, stopping and fast.

It is impossible to achieve a chapter in three minutes at night, and No. 2 Xiaoqiang is calling him to help with the substitute class, he nodded vigorously, and continued to sit in his place, and did not go to the reception table of the vocational class to wait.

When I took off my glasses, I could barely see the Chinese characters on the computer, and I typed words unconsciously. If you don't have money, you can't go there. As long as he is one with the computer screen typing, what if he has feelings? What about a robot without feelings?

Music is empty, the demon of music in the emptiness, the king of darkness. Music is inherently invisible. Visible learning is not learning. Emotions, realms, thoughts, and abilities are all invisible.

He thought as he typed, "It's been a long time since I've looked at a subscription." I don't dare to look at it, it's always been that kind of data, and these data are super bad. In the spirit of this book, it is not worthy of such a young world, but it is a pity that they are all young on the Internet.

The data is so poor, it's better not to look at it, it's meaningless, one more and one less, it's a good fact. proves that he has not lived in the mainstream since he was a child, has never been a publicist, has always been a loner who walks alone, and has always been not with the world, but still living in the world.

Since it has never been popular, why should it cater to the tastes of this world, if it is difficult to move an inch, then it will be difficult to move an inch! No, it doesn't matter, which peerless person in the world is gently relaxed? Which unique being in the world is known by the world?

He annoys the vulgar and trivial business age, this generation is hateful, full of ignorance and hypocrisy, just like yesterday it was wrong to help the weak, the weak to help the weak, everything will only be weaker.

Only those who have power can help, they can be saved, and all the other weak people are united as fart, and now in this world, there is a world of power, concentrated in the hands of big conglomerates, big politicians, and these people.

A policy can change the way of life of too many people, and a new technology product can call the wind and rain, he is an absolute weakling person in reality, but he is the real king of the soul.

The King of Darkness couldn't find a way to crack the fantasy music in the author, and said in his heart: "What a terrible music emperor, making the illusion almost exactly the same as the real thing, this is really a life event that is hard to force and urge. 」

Survival is small, but it's just death, the problem is that the Dark King knows about the existence of the Demon Catalogue, and the mission of the Dark King is to find the Demon Hero or crack all the mysteries of the Demon Catalogue.

Faced with this huge and peculiar, elongated square mountain, the Music Emperor jumped high and could only step on the staircase-like first Diecheng. The black and white urban world will present two colors of light white and water blue at the same time.

The world in the city is not a city, the city where the music emperor is located, there are only ethereal clouds, there are two peaks looming between the clouds, and there are two figures on each peak, a person whose whole body is half white and half black, holding a plain erhu instrument in his hand.

The upper body of the other figure is shining white with dots of white, and the lower body is a water blue that is constantly flickering and wandering, holding a musical instrument in his hand, and the bell is slowly beating.

The music emperor felt the secret music of a drum, and couldn't help but feel the meaning of the comer, the comer was unintentional, and the listener was intentional.

The music emperor stepped on the peak of the sound, suddenly felt the strong pressure, and with a turn of thought, the Tongyun gong instrument got started, deliberately cooperating with the other party's momentum, and composed a thunderous song of "The Wind and Clouds".

The Music Emperor chanted: "There are gongs and drums above the starry sky, and there is a great realm above the metaphysics, and the story of an existential life cannot be a work of art in heaven and earth, no matter how wonderful or boring it is.

In the border on the moonlit sky, we share a common language of music and a common language of communication for emotions. Zen shows heaven and earth, heaven and earth show Zen, I show heaven and earth, I show Zen heart. 」

The white and blue man consciously communicated: "Quack to the ground, dumb and dumb, I have long heard that the proud music emperor has the first life of music in the universe of all things, and is a human race, so he is also known as the god of the first music of heaven and earth.

It is no wonder that he dares to be so proud of all his competitors with music, but it is a pity that the realm can never be captured and learned by his life being, and he can only walk and walk alone in the realm of existence one after another, this is the turbulent song of your gongs and drums, and the thunderous momentum of joy, to disguise, or irony, or to express the meaning of anti-righteousness, hahaha!"

The Lord of Darkness looked at himself and at him, he received a phone call, went out of the company, and made an appointment with the client at the entrance of Lane 222 of Jinlong Road. I can't help but wonder why he, who is so lifeless, a living man like a dead man, is running out of the river so enthusiastically, why is he so enthusiastic when he is unhappy?

He forgot about his unhappiness, forgot that there was no one to learn from in real estate work, he forgot about himself, he was a happy robot, a happy robot, when he forgot about himself.

On the way, his former friend Xiao Ou, Ou Zhengliang called him, he was very happy, although Xiao Ou was very lazy to make money, like himself, he was a mortal person who couldn't go up, but how the present world did not cater to the existence of a certain type of human race.

Just like in ancient times, thinkers must be killed, and dissidents must be destroyed, so that you can control the power and control the people who are easy to obey, and the rules of heaven and fate are like this, the more you are disobedient, the more you fight against the sky, the more you will not tolerate heaven and not tolerate the public world.

The mediocre and contentious mass world is very disgusting to strangers, the more you have to rebel, the more you have to rebel, the way of rebellion is not as good and easy as the novel casually says, how difficult is it in the real world?

Seeing that he was still typing in his closed eyes, he knew that the Dark King gradually found the fantasy music given by the Emperor of Music, which was a kind of music that had no structure at all.

There is no conflict, no passion, no rivals, no struggles, no inspiration in the world of music, there is nothing, only emptiness!

"It's really a terrible music realm, the realm is higher than nothingness, the realm is higher than nothingness,! The music emperor is really ruthless, and gave me a super high realm of death music, a dead music realm. (To be continued......)