I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

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"Flying light, adduct a glass of wine ..."

In vague, there is a sing on the ears.

"I don't know how to be high, yellow and thick ..."

"Only the cold, cold, come to frying life ..."

Li Shouyi stands up at the high floor of Lu Ming Mountain, looking up at the sky.

"Li He's" bitter short "!" He thought.

And the rain on the sky, under the moon, gradually changed.

In the rain, the moon is intertwined, like a gold and silver wire.

The strips are like olives, and they are exhausted and straight.

"Emperor!" Li Shouyi took a rain.

The rain is warm, like a treasure.

It is the emperor!

not only that!

He also saw it, dragging the end of the sky, straight northwest meteor, gradually illusion.

It continues to fall.

Slowly become a countless stream, falling in northwest!

Li Shouyi knows that the origin of the emperor.

It is the Kunlun Mountain!

It is the torn Kunlun Mountain, the blessings of this world.

It is also the fairy god that has died countless years, gives gifts to this world.

The lightweight, such as the east wind, the night flowers and thousands of trees, blowing the stars such as rain.

Li Shouyi knows that it is just that the world has gone from the edge of destruction and destruction!

He is lightly pairs, floating towards the architecture.

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Long drums, echoing in the ear.

Low low sang, sharing in the air.

"Food bear is fertilized, food frog is thin ..."

Inside and outside the hall, it is intact.

Everyone in the dance hall, no injury.

"What is God? Too no?"

There are countless gold wires, like flowing, follow the flow.

Like the water to run to the sea.

"Tiandong has a wooden, the next piggyry!"

The flowing gold silk is singing, if there is life, it is rolled, curled, coupled ...

So, in front of everyone, there was a very magnificent scene.

God is a woman, alone is independent.

Zhenlong came with candlelight and slammed it.

As if in front of you, Wanrui is like a sea building, reflecting an ancient times, the east of the day, the scenery of the land of the land.

"I will chew the dragon!"

Suddenly, sing the sound.

Such as the morning, the drum, shocking people.

It is also like a police name, and it is .

It is ambiguous, and the all-in-law doing the mistakes.

One of the hearts of the heart.

But the model is very vague, and it is uncertain!

"This is ..." Some people finally wake up: "It is very much to speaking for me, release!"

"This is a big champion!"

"Don't miss it!"

"Quickly condense your breath, let your heart!"

When he talks, almost everyone has already placed the knee.

Even in the many ordinary people in this Lynch, I also felt that in the body, there was a heat wave, and there was a warm flow.

They are still stupid, and they also understand.

Sitting in knee, or smart, starting the knee, meditation, guiding these warmth and heat waves.

The silk thread of the gold is swimming in the hall.

Various pictures, lifelike.

Thousands of leaves are also sitting down with a knee.

Her weeks, several golders, slowly fall, immersed in the skin.

Warm, like a spring breeze, blowing in the heart.

The limbs are rolling, and the heat wave rolls.

It's just a moment, the momentum of the Chiba Beauty is raised.

In the next second, she has stepped into the middle school!

First instant!

Thousand leaf beauty is excited.

The singing of the ear is still going on.

"Let it go back, no night ..."

"Natural old people are not dead, the young people don't cry ..."

"What is the gold, swallowing the jade?"

In the hall, the golden wire consisting of the gods, has already collapsed, the god dragon under the tree, was smashed, divided into body.

Dragon blood and dragon meat, a piece of dismissions.

Then, these dragon bloods are as thin as thin, flushing everyone.

Under the shining of Shenlong flesh, everyone in the hall is in the magical changes.

Everyone is in extraordinary, and extraordinary will gradually have a sacred feature.

The most obvious, it is more than the Chiba Beauty.

Fusang girl's extra room, a little pink imprint, the shadow of the film.

The foxes on her are slowly fluffy.

A gold silk thread, constantly embaraking her skin.

The sound of the ear is gradually falling.

"Who seems to be a son, the cloud is riding!"

The Chiba Beautiful Zhizi suddenly opened his eyes.

A pair of beautiful eyes, lingering, the skin is faintly fragrant with the fen's fragrance.

It's just a smell, I am afraid I have to shake!

The tail behind him quietly shakes.

Not at all foxes!

At this moment, Chiba Mei Zhi Si finally understood his blood.

Take Huang!

She is a cub by Huang!

Today, I finally woke up this sleepless blood.

This comes from ancient blood!

"Liu Chhauming multi-retarded bone, ..."

The singing of the ear is finally attributed to empty.

The silk wire of the gold, and it disappears.

In the hall, there is no god tree, no god dragon, no feast!

But the Chiba Beautiful Zhizi, who has heard who is singing?

"Spiritual son!" She said in my heart: "It is a spirit!"

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"Liu Shuming Muk's bone, !"

Li Shouyi fell to the parking lot in front of the Lu Ming Hall.

The singing and drum in the ear, gradually becoming virtual.

The emperor dropped from the sky, because it disappeared.

On the sky, only the rain is heavy, in the fall of it.

Li Shouyi looked up and looked at the sky that was already in all.

he knows……

This time, the federal empire owed it, a big man!

This venue is full of emperors!

In the newborn in the emperor, the number of extraordinary people will surf!

Moreover, their talents will be very good!

even……

There are still many, which will be talented.

It is today's emperor, and it will benefit from the world.

After night, the emperors, I am afraid all kinds of Tianwei Di Bao.

Such a big thing, it's not good!

More important thing is ...

Li Shouyi knows that the federal empire will have more things and have to be in Him.

and so……

He stopped his footstep at the door of the Lu Ying Hall, and he did not go half step forward.

Even, he felt faintly, just in the front of the Lu Ming Hall in front.

With the will of God, it is returning!

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Derons.

The Chiba Mei Zhi Si suddenly looked at the Poland Prince in the Hall.

Her brow is tight.

Soon, everyone noticed Londwick.

Because, at this moment, the Prince Poland became extremely quirky.

He squatted on the ground, he didn't.

The whole body is like a dog.

The limbs are touchd down, and the head is dead.

If so, there may be no one cares.

But the clothes on his body are torn at a point.

There seems to be something in the flesh and blood under the skin, is being drilled out.

Silver moonlight, from the skin.

The whole hall is all made of snow.

Wan like a frost.

"His Royal ..." Several Ludwick's came from, hurried forward, wanted to see.

"Sinner!" Ludwick's dead low head, suddenly sent a cold drink, he didn't feel emotion, like a machine, cold ice, " :::::::

His limbs and slowly distorted.

The limbs on both sides are slowly coupled together.

Silver sparkling wheels, emerge in front of people.

The whole person of Ludwick is also in this moment, suddenly deformed.

I became a chariot haunting silver moon.

Hundreds of sacred wings, from the chariot, golden wings, hidden with praise.

Countless eyes, golden eyes, long from the front and rear of the chariot.

"Mortal!" The number of unclear eyes, looking to everyone in the whole hall.

There is no feeling of emotion in golden eyeballs.

"Buck!" The chariot roared, the month under the wheel, stird out countless spiritual light.

"Kneeling in front of the sacred Yarhary!"

"Scenery to the high!"

"Pray!"

"Lamb!"

"It is in front of you ..."

"The wheels of the eternal" ... the wheel of the month ... "

"The Guardian of Heaven!"

Hundreds of golden wings, the sacred smells sing.

"We are in the heavens ... May people respect your name ..."

Latin, Polish, flange, Folog Language ...

Various languages ​​and praise together.

The angel of the awakened, the round of the moon, the left eye of God.

It is proud of it.

Two wheels, rolling, golden wings, holy songs.

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... ... ......

The cathedral of the Pope, the clock on the clock, and no one hears.

The church of the red worship rises, and looks to the Pope that is being detacha.

God in the people of the world.

Old pope, picking up the scriptures in his hand.

He said with sincerity and enthusiasm: "Praise! Lord's lambs!"

"Due to the master's messenger, the third day of the guardian, the left eye and wheel, the moon, the moon, has come!"

So he painted a cross: "Lord! May your country come ... I hope your will have a walk on the ground, just like it in heaven ..."

"Amen!"

All priests have prayed: "May your country come ... May your will be on the ground, just like the heavens ... Amen!"

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Bone church.

Above the Holy Holy Slifting Angel, suspended in the air.

Hea blurred sacred look, hidden in the milky white.

After Him, the door of the heavens seems to open slowly.

Blazing of the Saint Light with the sacred sacred sacred, spilling from it.

All priests have already squatted.

Start prayer.

"I know that I am a sinner, you need your pardon ..."

In prayer, the king of angel, raise His sheps.

In the case, the Shengguang flows like water.

He looks at a gemstone on the mortal.

Gems from heaven.

The core of Yarhary!

Through it, the king of the angel saw, the silver wheel, sparking, the golden lobe opened.

"Yahary ... wake up?" He thought.

but……

This doesn't seem to be within planning.

He shouldn't wake up so fast ...

because……

He has not got the core!

No core ...

Without the core, it means that Him is falling.

So, from His body, there will be heterogeneous birth!

Think of the absenteeism, the king of the angel is not upset.

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Spirituality looks to those who are fascinated because of their own music.

He suddenly thought.

"I remember ... I have promised the Chiba Beautiful Zhizi ..."

"Here, it seems to have a lot of time ..."

"Go find a thousand night sauce!"

So, his whole person disappeared like a phantom.

Next moment, people appeared in a magnificent hall.

Looking forward, he saw a silver light, full of science fantasy, but there was no retro chariot, suspended half of the hall.

A golden eye drilled from the body.

Within the chariot, it seems that mechanical sounds are in cold ice.

"mortal!"

"!"

"Kneeling in front of the sacred Yarhary!"

"Scenery to the high!"

"Pray!"

"Lamb!"

"In front of you is the wheels of the eternal master, the rim of the month ..."

"The Guardian of Heaven!"

The wheels are rolling, and the momentum is inexpensive.

The spirit is frowning.

"Kneeling?" He was confused: "Who is you told?"

"Sastight and no?"

"Who is approved to use this word?"

"Supreme is unpailed ..." His mouth is very ticed: "This is only the words I can use!"

His instinctive feeling, in front of him, using 'sustachable' is playing his face!

It's even in public!

After all, there is an ant in the ant in the ant in that I am very strong, the world is invincible.

The ants are fighting.

But what humans heard, I am afraid it will only be smirk!

Have you played a cold hair?

Come, I use a finger to cover with you to try!

He is now this feeling.

So he narrowed his eyes.

"Oh ..." He looked at the suspended chariot, and smiled suddenly: "What is I thought?"

"It turned out to be a poor insect ..."

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The angel is long, and the month of the Yalhary is suspended in the air.

Tell the god, such as the mountains, can't catch your head.

Everyone only felt inexplicable palpitations, and I couldn't help but gave birth to a film to worship, worship, and repent.

This is from the impulse of the instinct.

It is the trembling of the host.

Written in the gene, engraved in the soul.

At this time, a smirk, from a corner.

"What is I thought?"

Men wearing a face mask, coming out of the shadow.

He is free to review, ridicule: "It turned out to be a poor insect!"

Before the round of the month, the man was gently and uncomfortable in front of the angel of this recovery.

He put this angel, regardless of!

"what did you say?!"

In the wheel, the god rolled!

That's hundreds of wings, countless angeles rolling.

"!"

"!"

"!"

But the man seems to have not heard it, he is free to twist the neck.

"I said ..." He slowly walked forward and reached out.

An adult man who cleansing white jade, ordinary adult.

This hand is flat, there is no power.

But when he reached out.

It is to cover the sky.

That wind is cold, or the world is the same as a helpless firefly, and it is held by this hand.

Yes!

In everyone's eyes, a man wearing a face mask is just gently reaching.

There is no change in that hand, and there is no spiritual energy.

Just gently, like the Journey to the West, come to the palm of the Buddha.

In everyone's eyes, the suspended angel is held by this hand lightly.

The angel of the original Wei Feng, became a small small toy with wheels in his hand.

"I said ... You are a poor insect!" The man under the face was laughed: "You don't believe it!"

His hand is gently throw, the silver chariot in the palm, is thrown out, falling on the floor.

The chariot was broken.

A golden part is scattered.

The gear is scrolled on the floor with rivets, slapping on the floor.

"What is going on?" People shocked inexplicably.

"The angel ... is actually a bunch of parts ..."

"a machine?"

"Cross education machine!"

This fact is difficult to calm.

But think about it, it seems to be understood.

The angels, in the height of the cross, the object is material, not pure.

The most important thing is ... His name.

Angel.

The wheel of God, the eyes of God.

This is itself meaning with His position.

It is a tool and is a machine.

Just like a car, aircraft, ship, surveillance, satellite ...

However, the man wearing a face, but laughed.

He asked the part to scattered the part: "Hey! You know what I said correctly?"

"You this poor unlucky egg!"

People look at those that are scattered.

These parts, under the eyes of people, slowly dissolve, beamed as a beach silver jelly.

Then, these things are slowly drifting, slowly patchwork.

In the end, a silver figure appeared before the person.

He looks around.

Then go down and look at your body.

A bulldoache, from his forehead.

The cyan beard is from his chin.

His face is slowly old.

Then he kneel down.

Just down to the man wearing a face mask.

"The stroke of the storm ... the guardian of the moon and time ... Allus's protector ..."

"Nanya pays tribute to you!"

"Thank you for liberating my eternal slavery and imprisonment!"

"Nana !?" The love of the emperor seems to think about.

"Summell's moon, predict God?"

"The highest spirit of the gods of the Gods, the son of the sun, the sun god, and the father of the Nirk Nagar?"

Silver old man listened, ignorant.

"That is a long time ..."

"I don't think of people, I still remember me ..."

I said that he is smirk.

And everyone is shocked!

The cross-taught the angel of the Moon Yahali, how would be Sumeier's moon?

What exactly is going on?

but……

In the hearts of people who have a higher level of people who love children.

They faintly affordable, if they are known.

"Myth Invasion ..."

"Myth is covered ..."

"Is the truth like this?"

"The truth behind this is actually such a cruel ?!"

The defeat is not available.

Also be made.

Just like an ancient human tribe, the same is true.

Will the body of the loser, make a wine.

With this eternal humiliation, slavery and tortured him.