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“The demon of the heart is invisible, invisible, changing, close to the conceptual existence of the mind. And because it magnifies the weaknesses in the brothers' hearts… it's hard to deal with. But what if, to some extent, the form of the mind demon is embodied and fixed?” White seniors two road.

The demon is hard to cope with because it changes thousands and thousands and is invisible and invisible. You are empty-handed with force and can't hit it.

And in the Heart Magic, the Heart Magic can be a rock, a weed, a familiar person, a stranger, an enemy, or an animal, a demonic beast, or even the Heart Magic can be a dark moon, an Asahi.

As long as there are weaknesses in the heart of a monk, the mind demon will become what it is. Self-directed self-directed, cooperating with the Brothers to complete a big play, is also a master of the demon.

Some type of idiot has a special ability to bring their opponent's intelligence to the same level as their own and beat each other with experience.

The Heart Demon has a similar ability to pull the Brothers into its main battlefield and kill them with experience.

On the contrary, what if invisible and invisible 'demons of mind' are embodied to some extent?

It is not necessary to project the demonization of the heart demon into the present world. It is only necessary to fix the ever-changing heart demon to a certain form. The monks have great certainty in breaking the heart demon as long as their will is firm. The success rate of the Takeover Heart Robbery increases dramatically.

“Modernized? Fixed to some form?” Song Shuhang pinched his chin and thought.

“For example, the Voice of Heaven fixed the scene of the Heart Robbery to the concert of the Maker, and the Heart Demon to the Maker.” Senior White Tow again.

Song Shuhang immediately made up the next image, couldn't help laughing: “Pfft ~ ~ ~"

Forced to replace the demon?

All the monks affected by the 'Voice of Heaven', the original demon of the heart suddenly transformed into the Pope concert, it seems interesting to think about it.

Assuming that a brother-in-law with emotional injuries, his heart attack happened to enter into a happy relationship between him and his loved one, you non me non... all of a sudden, his‘ loved one 'became the king of creation. Then, the concert opens up and his lover's' maker 'begins to sing loudly.

Mother, what demons, what robberies, ensure that the smoke dissipates immediately, and break free from the ‘Heart Robbery’ in the first place.

“No wonder every monk who wakes up from a heart attack screams for help, surrender and other sorrows. It's like being tortured by songs for a long time.” Song Shu Hangdao.

In the middle of the conversation, in his surrounding position, a young monk caught in a heartbeat spitting foam, struggling to sit up: “Help me, 10,000 sculptural princes are singing, Mom help me ~ Master help me ~ I don't want to go to such a concert. No, Master, how did you become the Pope? Don't ~ ~ Everyone is becoming the Pope. ”

As soon as the young monk sat up, he saw the Czar roaring at the concert, and around the eight Czars on the concert aircraft.

“There's also the Pope of Creation here ~ Let me go... I don't want to do the Heart Robbery.” Scream, the young monk flips his eyes and falls weak.

Song Shuhang: “…”

“Looks like we underestimated the power of the concert, and 10,000 sculptural popes sang together. 10,000 concerts?” Senior White two laughed.

Song Shuhang: “This demon is terrible. ”

However, the sound of the day is very powerful. At this time, several more monks struggled from the Heart Robbery.

“Make your predecessors a fire, a fire within the boundaries of heaven!” Song Shuhang affirmed.

Though not directly ‘breaking the demon of the heart', the song that creates the Pope enhances the chances of a monk crossing the demon of the heart.

Song Shu Hangdao: “I have a hunch that the next record of the Czar King is going to be sold! ”

“The record? That thing doesn't work, you hear 'The Voice of Heaven’ working the most on the scene, and after going through a cell phone or live broadcast, it's hardly working, and there's only a hell of a roaring sound left. It's the kind of softening, weakening, desperate sound wave effect.” White seniors two road.

Last time he sang to Song Shuhang on his cell phone, he didn't even notice the hidden sound of heaven in the song.

The sound of the day gathers only at the concert of the Father of Culture.

“Huh? Albums and mobile phones don't work? Why was Sooko Yu able to survive with his predecessors' music?” Song Shuhang looked confused.

He glanced quietly at Yoshiko Yuba, whose eyes were still cheering.

Sure... is this girl still a little different?

I'm afraid even White Senior Two was wrong. Sooko Yu may not have listened to the hidden 'voice of heaven’ in the song, but purely admired the sound of Hell that created the Pope?

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At this point, after the Seven Kills, the Forged Pope at the concert took a short break.

“The next song is a new one I wrote recently. The style of this song is completely different from my previous song, and I define her nature as' Sleep Before Sleep ', a very gentle song that likes to be enjoyed by everyone.” Create the Pope's soft voice.

What, a gentle song? And the nature is "Sleep Before Sleep"?

“Vomit ~ vomit ~ I dare assure you... to create the sleeping song of Daoyou, the effect is absolutely superb.” Behind him, Gu Huguan Zhenjun struggled.

He is Six Pins Zhenjun, which is why he has endured so much.

Ancient Lake Guanzhenjun is the youngest six-point monk of the 'Jiuzhou No. 1 group'. He and the North River scattered people, Mad Knife Sanlang and Su Shi Aqi are the same generation of road friends. Among his peers, he was the first to promote the existence of six products.

“Wang ~ Violent Sleep Song ~ Wang ~ If you don't sleep, you have to sleep ~" Beans twitch all over the sky.

Song Shuhang looked at the peas in surprise: “Huh? Beans, you haven't passed out yet? ”

“Wang ~ ~ I've fainted twice already.” Beans say it, first crooked, fainted again.

Song Shuhang: “Want me to transfer you? ”

But the beans aren't responding.

“By the way, Senior Turtle, shall I take you away?” Song Shuhang remembered the big sea turtle again and asked out loud.

But this time, the big turtle didn't respond.

It shrunk in the shell and couldn't even breathe, as if it was frightened.

Song Shuhang looked confused.

Do you think the songs of your predecessors hang like this?

At this time, at the concert, the Pope took a few steps backwards. The rays of light covered his figure again.

The light scattered, and the Clothing of the Father became a costume of an ancient warm man.

“A Warm Touch, dedicated to you.” Create the Pope with a gentle voice.

Don't say that when the Pope of Culture speaks in a gentle tone, his voice is crisp.

The accompaniment sounded again.

This accompaniment is a very soft piano sound and will make you feel calm.

“What exactly is the time that has passed in a hurry, in my eyes? In the moonlight, gentle fingers gently touched my face...” The Father of Culture lowered his voice and sang slowly.

This time, no sound waves, no sound of hell.

As the Pope's song grew softer and lower, the monks who survived in the presence appeared to have a hallucination in their ears.

It was as if they had heard a song from a distant sky, passing from time to time into their ears.

The sound was like heaven. No, it's just heaven.

It's just that the voice is blurry and inaccurate.

“The song doesn't make sense.” Gu Hu Guan Zhenjun subconsciously said.

“It's impossible to sing a song like that.” The same way Jiang Ziyan woke up again.

Master Tong Xuan shook his head forcefully. This must be a false forgery king.

At the concert, the Cultivator Pope gradually entered the good realm. For the first time, he sang such a tender, watery song. I never thought he would sing such a great song.

At the same time, the eight maker princes on the aircraft opened their mouths and sang the song "Warm Contact" with a gentle voice.

Creating the Pope's Song x 9

Everyone is immersed in the song - to be precise, everyone is searching in the song for that inextricable sky, trying to grab her.

At this time, Song Shuhang suddenly hit a debt.

A kind of difficulty comes to mind.

Unlike other listeners, he can most intuitively sense the sound of the sky. This time the sound of heaven seems to have a powerful hypnotic effect.

After a few interest hours, Song Shuhang couldn't hold up, his ass sat in the position, and the first crooked and sweet sleep passed.

And Yoko Yuba, like him.

She rubbed her eyes hard and resisted sleepiness. As the # 1 fan + only fan in the true sense of the Pope, she wants to resist this sleepiness with her own will, at least by listening to the song "Warm Contact" by her predecessor.

But half the time she heard it, she really couldn't hold up.

The sleeping demon is too powerful to resist her powerful will. No matter how hard you rub your eyes, your tears don't stop flowing, but it doesn't work.

So she gave up her resistance and took a step back and sat back in her position.

Before going to bed, she turned her head and looked at Song Shuhang's position.

Senior Song is asleep too?

Except for her and Senior Song, it seems that no one else has been affected.

Yoshiko Yu struck another arrears and then stretched out her consciousness and pulled it out of her 'one inch shrink bag'.

A blanket was pulled out.

She grabbed the blanket and covered herself, her head leaning against the seat, and she fell asleep sweetly.

× × × × × × × × × ×

Song Shuhang sleeps very well.

His consciousness is emptying, flying and flying...

I don't know how long it took to fly, but all of a sudden the scene around him changed for a while.

He found himself at the edge of a small lake, surrounded by mist.

Song Shuhang's body walked uncontrolled to the lake.

In a few steps, I saw a beautiful woman sitting by the lake.

The beauty sits on the side with a handkerchief and can only see a small half face.

“Yo, this fairy is so raw and beautiful, let me go up and make a scene.” Song Shuhang found himself speaking out.

Damn, it's a crisp female voice.