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Volume 3: With a blow of destiny, the king appears. Chapter 12: The fire singing dragon roars, and the ice whale swallows cruelly.

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    When the Music Emperor Tianjiaolong said that he was not managing his relationship carefully, the legendary goddess Wang Yunchan welcomed the heart in her hand back to the Music Emperor and disappeared.  Literature Museum

    The Music Emperor returned to the mountain peak and looked at the black and white man on the other side of the mountain still sitting with his legs crossed, floating in the air and absorbed in the melodious music of the erhu.

    The man in black and white opened his eyes and looked at the Music Emperor. The whole mountain peak was lit with beacon fire, and the beacon burned towards the top of the mountain where the Music Emperor stood. The Music Emperor closed his eyes again, his heart that had just returned was extremely cold, and the entire mountain peak was covered with ice and snow.

    The man in black and white floated up, still sitting in a sitting position, still holding his erhu, his face gradually became clearer, and his body that was half black turned into white. That kind of whiteness is full of sacred white. The man in black and white became the king of darkness.  appearance.

    The King of Darkness in the musical fantasy spoke: I don¡¯t know if it¡¯s right or wrong?  There is always your lonely voice in your eyes. Maybe you don't even have any hope. Maybe you will lose yourself in the world, and the ruthless world is trying to destroy you.

    You resist in your heart but accept it calmly. My feelings and yours are different. You who are closed have a closed love. Who can understand that you have buried yourself long ago. When you open it, your heart is full of ice, locked in the heaven of love.  outside.

    Flames are burning on the frozen mountain, and two opposing elements and spirits are devouring it, like a huge fire dragon fighting another snow and ice dragon.

    The Music Emperor trembled, it was not fear, it was the ultimate enlightenment in meditation, a stream of consciousness rushing into the night, accompanied by a melancholy music showing: "The guzheng has no life, the eyes have no mood, the scene is a life of unclear black and white.  , there is no melody to survive, love is lost from her, and the world enters an ice age.

    There is no longer a kind smile that turns the pain and ice in the heart, and there is no longer a sentimental embrace that warms the cold life.  I am breathing like death, and I don¡¯t expect anyone to wake me up.  Frozen in the prehistory of the universe during an ice age.  "(Waiting for the kiss to break the spell)

    The King of Darkness became energetic, his erhu burned, and sang an equally sad song: This time you really want to leave the world, and the tears in your heart have already flowed into a deep river, ruthlessly drowning your broken heart.

    The weak truth is on the verge of destruction. This time you are really leaving the world, leaving behind regrets for all life!

    In this life, you are a sad passerby.  The cold breath spreads from the side to the Jiutian Realm. If it can make you emotional again, let all the sad sea water flow out and let your love dock. If it can make you love again.  I will help you intercept the sun from the sky, so that your love will never have a dark night!  There is no icy world!

    The huge passionate fire dragon roared and devoured the ice and snow world. One by one, the huge fire people walked towards the cold world. Wherever they passed, the ice and snow collapsed, and the fire world took shape.

    The Music Emperor listened to the other person's music seriously, knowing that the other person was actually another being who understood the ultimate way of music, as good as himself.

    Hahahahathe long-lost roaring song!  The Queen of Music said.  A sound wave vibrating in all directions continued to radiate out.

    The King of Darkness said to himself in a calm mind: "He is serious, and he left after the roaring song. It seems that my first-level musical illusion cannot lock him!"

    The Music Emperor restrained himself and rushed out with a roar!  oh!  When the strong wind roars across the horizon and covers all the eyes of existence, ice tears fall between the palms and drown the promises in the hands.  On the edge of loving or not loving, all decisions are painful!

    Close your eyes in the strong wind, close your eyes and shed tears in your palms, like the tearing wind, listening to the sound of life shaking hands, such a short period of absolute silence.

    Sing a song to wipe away all the tears.  Waving goodbye to everything, your and my stories will all go away.  Your and my stories will disappear!  Standing here, eyes closed, tears falling into my hands like a tearing wind.

    The arrogant music emperor who looked down on the world did not give the king of darkness in front of him a chance to breathe. He held his back with one hand and carved the empty sound with the other.

    "You can't keep love after love. Give me your heart. The apology is thick but it can't relieve the sorrow of the past. It's still sad now. I still remember the tenderness when I hugged you in the past. But I still have to tell you to give up, my dear.  Man, give up, how long do you still have to wait? Believe it, you will never understand unless everything lasts forever.

    Kissing familiar lips again, the taste is always more bitter than sweet, the lovesickness is thick and strong, time is still moving slowly, why is it still sad to walk into the jungle of memories, whose heart is trapped in the war of longing?  Chongfeng!  Through the eyes of the dark night, my heart fell into the wild wind and sand in the dark sky, and then I came close and then left!

    ¡°I don¡¯t cry, I don¡¯t laugh, I don¡¯t want to run away anymore, I don¡¯t want to resist anymore, I can¡¯t ignore it, my sad soul can never hide there, and I have nowhere to go, it¡¯s okay if I¡¯m heartbroken.  "

    break!

    The King of Darkness, who was trapped by the Music Emperor¡¯s illusory music, felt something in his heart and knew thatThe first level was broken by the music emperor.  And in the mediocre world that I follow the author, I really can't figure out how to break through the dead music.

    Most people don¡¯t understand that music is the soul. Just listen to it. Businessmen, modest people, and everything are living in a pretentious manner. What¡¯s the value of a battle between the living dead?  Living like a dog just for the sake of comfort, self-comfort is nobler than a dog, but more disobedient than a dog.

    What is this?  What world is this?  The King of Darkness commented after looking at the author who was working day after day. He was tired after two o'clock last night. He lay on the bed and picked up a magazine and was about to flip through it. As soon as his thoughts came together, he fell asleep.

    He thought he had picked up the magazine, but in fact he had not. He got up early in the morning and turned on the TV and watched sports games and music channel programs. The music was really bad. King of Darkness saw that it was the latest music from Korea, Japan, Europe and the United States, and shook his head at how unimproved it was.

    He was hungry at noon, so he made a bowl of imported instant noodles, and then went to bed after eating. After taking a shower at two o'clock in the afternoon, he went out to the company. He bought cappuccino coffee on the way to change the taste, and the motorcycle rocked.

    Turn on the computer, read the messages, sit in a daze on the chair by the door, smoke cigarillos with the flavor of Chinese medicine, and get used to drinking hot coffee, not iced coffee in summer, everything has become a habit.

    Browsing the housing information in Hualien District on the Internet, he is looking for an opportunity to take a look, or really live there for a while, so he can prepare and understand first.

    Start typing, and the thoughts of the King of Darkness seem to have a voice whirling around in his mind, and it seems to be about to open, but he has to wait and wait.

    What does the soul sealed here look like?  How much suppressed desire is needed to break this illusion?  If every moment is not repeated, what can be glorious?

    How can you cry out and regret when you follow the rules of reality? No, no, I can't accept the disguise of hiding here, my heart is broken, madness comes, loneliness and depression come.

    Wanting to run wildly, being pulled by time, being swallowed up by the cruel contradiction, that joyful and passionate hunger, trapped and cold, turned into indulgence, and became a temporary eternity. Who can answer this question?

    "Don't look at me in a daze, come over relaxedly, don't listen to people's nonsense that the most difficult thing in life is that you are unlovable, used to not being loved by others, and it is not easy to be willful and cunning, like a beautiful and lonely pearl that does not need to be carefully cared for."

    Such free happiness should be satisfying. The most beautiful self will inevitably be lonely without the eternal care of God. The most beautiful one can make the world laugh.

    And who can see that you are lonely?  Please stop waiting for the future to come and just let it take its course!  There is no need to force the future. Like an arrogant and beautiful pearl, take care of it carefully. Such freedom is happiness. You should definitely be satisfied. Life is already so extraordinary.

    Gently caressing the face, slowly nestling in the beautiful world of lies, so that happiness can enter the flickering life, completely determined by the passing clouds between the eyebrows.

    Love is you, and what you love is yourself. No matter how painful it is, you don¡¯t care. You can see that the pain is accumulating all the time. However, the author refuses to explain at all. His face is expressionless and hesitant to decide whether to still love. The pain flickers in and out.

    He is in front of the company mirror and there is a noisy customer just outside the door. Why do he sometimes feel sad?  Why are you afraid of being too sober, the days are still blank, why can't you reach the future?

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????And and do is is that one will always be young and lovely, and the beauty and gentleness will remain. If it can¡¯t be fixed, sooner or later we will separate again and again, we can¡¯t come back after death.
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