I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

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, from the hall of the antler, bypass, around the back door.

Then quietly push the door and walk into a narrow corridor.

I can't help but I don't help but ask: "Why don't you take a door?"



Ling Ping An stunned: "Is there any bad impact?"

This is really don't know!

: "Under normal circumstances, there is no!"

"but……"

"If you come to participate in the ground dance, you will ..."

He exposed a look you know.

Lingping and scratching the head, still do not understand.

, can only introduce: "Singer, you probably don't know, this world has a table, yin and yang!"

"I don't know how many people, formal occasions, clothing, gentleman's style, once they arrived privately ... Intravari ... ..."

He walked through a window sill, picking up a mask from the windowsill, wearing a face.

Then go back, and the spiritual road: "You see, I am wearing the mask, can you still recognize me?"

Ling Ping An originally wants to tell him, in fact, even if you don't wear a mask, as long as you don't meet in two or three hours, my face blindness may make me confuse you and others.

But I thought about it, he retired.

After all, it is a big taboo.

So he nodded.

The other party has lost a mask to the pacific hand: "Wear it!"

"Liberate your nature!"

The spirit is holding this mask and looks like it is the face of the Sichuan Opera?

"Liberation is nature?" Peace asked.

"Yeah!" With the evil mask of the junior and teeth: "We are all produced by society and ethics!"

"The school instills to our morality, and the society has developed various rules, and the family brings all kinds of constraints ..."

"But these ... actually all others have added to us ..."

"Restriction, imprisonment and oppress our shackles!"

"Put on the mask, let go of those bar frames ..."

Said, Yan Mai is in the middle of life: "Mr. Adults, the heavens and the earth are one Dynasty, with a long period of must be, the sun and the moon are , the riped is the court ..."

Listen, in the heart, as if there is a string.

He slowly put on the face mask.

The mask is worn on the face, a new feeling, from the heart.

The world seen in the eyes seems to be wonderful!

5th color, surround.

His attitude has also produced extremely subtle and strange changes.

So, the spirit is laughing, I can't help but sink: "I can't hear the voice of Thunder, I don't think about the shape of Taishan, I don't feel the heat of the cold, the feelings of the cold. I look at all things, disturbing, such as Jianghan Three years of duckweed; Erhao's side, such as ! "

Yan Mei looked at the mask in the face, he smiled, it was very proud, and he felt and saved a lost person.

So, the big shot shines on the light, and the voice of the people walked.

While walking, he also greeted: "Come on ..."

but……

The spirit is light in the ground: " ..."

He repeated: " ..."

"There are thousands of people in the world, this!"

This world, instantly in his eyes.

The lonely arrogant and indifference in my heart, rising up.

The people in this world, in his view, all become a thing.

All everything, instantly tasteless.

In his arms, the body of the kitten BEST, it seems to be nervous.

A hair is erected.

Ling peace, laughing, smiling, gently tuned: "Don't be afraid!" He looked carefully: "Xiao Yu, I won't hurt you!"

So he stepped forward.

The people under the mask, but in the moment, it is slow to get the best!

Lingping and even feels, in this moment, he is not a person.

Liu Wei, Li Bai ... countless poets he liked at this moment.

For this day, he is generally when Liu Wei is drunk.

However, it is a must, and the death of the death of the death.

Everything in this world, he is like Li Bai's chic.

The emperor can't call the boat, and I claim that the minister is a wine!

wrong!

What is the emperor?

The spirit is lifting the head, but the emperor is almost died in the life.

He is Mr. Adult.

It is a big man in the world, and Mr. Mr. is a must-have!

The sun and the moon are only a paper paste, and the eight wilderness is not yes in a corner of the yard.

Nothing, there is nothing big deal.

At this moment, there is only one feeling in the spiritual heart: one of the people of the sea, the shortness of the Yangtze River is sighful.

So, hug Mingyue sleep, with flying fairy!

The universe is just a pond!

He lifted his foot.

Gently take a step forward.

The footsteps are fluttering, step on the floor, just like stepping on the sponge.

He laughed.

But the heart is faint, so it is very bad.

Don't play with this later.

But now ...

Play to play again!

He touched his own cat, the kitten was very small, the body was very soft, touched very smooth, there is a kind of peerless beauty written in the book, the city is the same.

The nose is more faintly fragrant.

This fragrance is awkward, and his spirit is a little excited.

Follow the footsteps of Temai, he walked into the dance pool in front.

Dance lights sway in front of them, countless men and women, follow the swing of the mad music.

but……

"What kind of music?" Spirit peace shakes: "So low, wrong, no nutritious noise is also known for?"

I don't know why, at this moment, the spiritual feelings feel that my mind is very awake.

I have seen it before, even just what to be aimed, all in the original present in my brain.

He even gave birth to himself.

"This Liu Wei attaches the body, too much!" He thought.

But this feels good.

So, even if you know that it is not pair.

But he is also happy.

Use a sentence: Le no think.

"Is this a day ***?"

In front of him, wearing a mask's figure, has already been mixed into the dance floor, followed by music.

Spirituality shakes his head: "Bored!"

The male and female in the dance pool, in his eyes, it is indeed boring.

Just like human beings don't curious ants in the dance of ants.

In his eyes, this is just a wave of swing, it is simply a waste of time.

Not only there is no beauty, there is no technical statement.

Key, still low, stupid, useless!

Really dance, never ...

Civilized dance ...

War dance ...

Survive dance ...

or……

Dance of the truth!

Although he doesn't know why there will be these ideas.

But his heart is so thinking.

Such a voice of such a low, such as the like.

Let the spirit are very unhappy.

So, he stepped forward and walked toward the music station above the dance floor.

He wants to tell these people, these of these eyes, what is true music? What is real dance!