Music Engine Singing Su the World [System]

Everything in this world is manipulated by Mengnie.

The clouds and rain in the sky come and go as they are called.

Lan Huai wanted the stars, but Meng Nie could pick them up and hold them in his palm.

Meng Nie moved the entire City of Everything from the world in the book. In this world, he is the well-deserved master of everything.

Lan Huai soon discovered a wonderful thing.

The star Meng Nie gave him on the day he came back was undergoing a strange change.

The star that would have been shining gradually dimmed in the torrent of time, and deep ravines were split on it. If you look carefully, it looks like the mountains and rivers in this world, rolling up and down.

This star hangs in the room where Lan Huai lives, and it is changing every day. Lan Huai told Meng Nie in amazement, and the latter came to wait and see, and said: "Maybe, this will be another' Earth'."

Lan Huai began to think about a question that he would never understand.

The world he lives in and the world the master lives in, as well as the system world and the world in the book, these seemingly unrelated worlds are linked together because of a series of stories.

But except for the people involved in this story, all other people who have not experienced it will not understand that these four worlds still exist.

And his fans in another world may still be wondering about their sudden disappearance.

Lan Huai thought, in the high-dimensional world where the system is located, are they really just advancements in high technology compared to the master's world?

Maybe not, just like the star in front of him, if there is biological evolution on it, maybe they will not know that there is a person watching their planet at this moment, eagerly waiting for the evolution of a star's history.

Lan Huai soon stopped thinking about it, his IQ was not high, and his head hurt.

But Meng Nie has always believed in his heart that there is a sky beyond the sky. Maybe the world he exists is just written by others?

But all this didn't matter to him.

He now has his own world, his own treasures, and a group of people who support him. He will witness the prosperity of the world he built with his own hands. Every flower, plant, and tree here are all his masterpieces.

His Zhenbao ran over from behind, with thumping footsteps, and then someone bumped his waist, and Lan Huai hugged him with both hands.

Everyone in this world knows that there is a young man named Lan Huai next to the emperor—they prefer to call him Tian Lai, because his voice not only brings spiritual enjoyment to people, but also has great effects on cultivation. benefit.

Lan Huai hugged Meng Nie's waist and slowly walked around, then stepped on each other's feet with both feet, and the two of them stuck together tightly and raised their heads: "Amon?"

Meng Nie wrapped his arms around his waist, grabbed him aside, and turned around again, "Are you hungry again?"

Lan Huai stuck out his tongue, Meng Nie had no choice but to take him to eat.

Whether it is music or cooking, Mengnie is great.

The deliciousness jumped on the tip of his tongue, Lan Huai took a deep breath, and ate it very satisfied.

Meng Nie looked at him with his forehead propped up.

He never thought that one day he would cook for others, but it seems that there is no way, Lan Huai cannot cultivate immortality, although his appearance will not change and he will not die, but he will still get sick and need to eat - of course, in the end What matters is that he likes it.

like to eat.

Over the years, he was tired of eating most of the snacks in Wanwu City, and when he saw them, he couldn't lift his spirits.

In fact, Meng Nie was more inclined to starve him for a week, and then put a bowl of pig food in front of him, I believe he would find it delicious.

But his body made a choice first, and seriously began to search for undiscovered ingredients in this world, and cook for him with his own hands.

In most cases, he has just studied the production method. After Lan Huai tried it, Qi Tianfan recorded it directly in a recipe called "Three Meals for Tian Lai by the Great Emperor".

The recipes were handed down from Endless Palace and spread widely in the world.

Thousands of years have passed, and the menu has become thicker and thicker, and there is a tendency to continue to increase.

Mengnie was already tired, but every time he saw his expectant eyes, his body consciously got into the kitchen again.

Fortunately, Lan Huai is not so useless, at least he can still burn firewood.

Although Mengnie doesn't really need it that much.

But the most important thing is to be happy.

In addition to cooking three meals for Lan Huai, Meng Nie is also obsessed with alchemy. Lan Huai...is still the one who cooks the pot.

Although Meng Nie said it was unnecessary, Lan Huai said, "I can't just eat and do nothing!"

Meng Nie thought, well, the mental awareness is not bad.

Speaking of which, the elders all thought that the emperor was becoming more and more gentle now, at least he would no longer kill people for disagreeing with each other.

After eating, Lan Huai sat obediently in front of the alchemy furnace, huffing and puffing and showing courteousness, Baobao's small body lay at his feet, and the horn on his head was extremely hard, rumored to have the power to split mountains and rocks, but in this peaceful day , is just a plaything in Lan Huai's hands.

Lan Huai fanned himself bored, stretched out his paw and scratched the little beast, the little guy patted him with the soft pad, and rolled a little away from him.

Lan Huai wiped the sweat from his forehead, fanned the fire for a long time and did not see Meng Nie, feeling depressed in his heart.

Why is he so diligent when the master is not around?

So he picked up the little beast again and ran out, let the other party take him to fly around in the air, and when he landed again, he met Meng Nie's scrutinizing eyes.

"I just went to play." Like a child caught by his parents who didn't do his homework, he pointed at the furnace and said, "I just kept fanning."

"Why did not I see?"

"Really!" Lan Huai finally knew how wronged those students who were accused of being lazy during their practice were.

Meng Nie snorted softly: "Don't do it if you don't want to do it, pretend to be diligent."

He didn't need him for alchemy, but Lan Huai was willing to court him, and Meng Nie was also willing to find him something to do, but now it seems that he doesn't need it.

Lan Huai followed him into the alchemy room, but he stretched out his hand to push him out when he wanted to explain again. Meng Nie pointed at the tip of his nose and said, "Like a pig."

He closed the door, and Lan Huai kicked the door angrily. It was covered with a protective shield, which shocked him out.

No fall pain.

He patted his buttocks to stand up and said loudly, "I'm going to read a book!"

Mengnie ignored him.

Lan Huai kicked the door lightly again, and left with a grand air.

Bao Bao caringly looked at him mentally retarded, and followed him resignedly.

He said he was reading a book, but in fact he went to Wanwu City to listen to a book.

After thousands of years of development, many cultivators have died in the process of cultivation, and the storytellers have changed round after round, and the people in the city have passed it down from generation to generation.Every time Lan Huai went out of the palace, he would find that the child he saw last time must have become an old man, and the old man he saw last time must have already been reincarnated.

Lan Huai didn't dare to make friends casually in this world, and Meng Nie didn't allow him to make friends, so he came and left lightly every time.

At most, a string of songs and myths will be left in the city.

Lan Huai listens to books in order to compose and compose songs.

There are too many mysterious areas in the music field that have not been fully explored, and Lan Huai's listening to books can occasionally inspire a short piece of inspiration.

He comes with his own bgm, no need to use any musical instruments at all, Mengnie said one key of the piano, he will play one key...it can be as loud as it wants, Mengnie will burst into laughter from time to time, and Lan Huai who laughs is inexplicable.

Lan Huai suddenly discovered that the storyteller below was telling the story of Meng Nie and him.

But what he said was very boring. He kept emphasizing how much Meng Nie loved him, and called on all husbands to love their wives well and learn from the emperor.

Lan Huai lay on the roof of the teahouse and listened for a while, then flew back to the palace with him, clutching the tail of the bag.

He decided to go back and ask the master to write a new song, the kind that makes newcomers in the world feel sweet after listening to it.

As a result, Meng Nie stayed in the alchemy room for three days, and Xi Jing came from elsewhere to deliver food to Lan Huai. Seeing him dying, he felt sympathetic: "How can there be such a lazy person like you in the world."

Lan Huai pouted, gnawing aggrievedly on the biscuits that Xijing bought for him for a penny, he just wanted to eat the rice cooked for him by his master.

Fortunately, Meng Nie came out in time. After washing his hands and preparing food for him, Lan Huai immediately threw away the life-saving Banla biscuits, and threw himself into the arms of his master without hesitation: "Amon, I want to feed."

Xi Jing covered his face and withdrew, and ran into Qi Tianfan who was recording the recipes head-on, the two looked at each other, Qi Tianfan put away the recipes, and coughed: "Well, that..."

"gone back."

Qi Tianfan glanced at the emperor who was calmly feeding, turned around and chased after him.

Lan Huai is like a stray cat at the moment, she has lost a lot of weight without eating for three days, and the moisture on her little face is almost gone.

Meng Nie was both amused and distressed in his heart, and while feeding him, he said, "Why don't you go find something to eat yourself?"

"I'm...creating!" Lan Huai swallowed a mouthful of vegetables grown at home, and said softly, "I'll show you later."

Monnie nodded.

After feeding for a long time, my stomach was bulging, and the guy in my arms was still dying. Meng Nie put down his chopsticks and said, "Are you full?"

Lan Huai rolled his eyes and said, "It's almost."

Meng Nie lowered his head and kissed him, and after tossing around for a while, Lan Huai finally regained his energy, but he was still listless, and asked him why, and replied: "I'm holding on."

Meng Nie laughed, and hugged him to see his creation. On the snow-white paper was a small figure, with some numbers representing musical notes marked everywhere. Meng Nie looked carefully for a moment, and listened to Lan Huai's explanation: "That People are drawn by me out of boredom, you just need to read the words.”

The little lazy guy was probably very absorbed in the creation, and when he was done, he found that the owner hadn't come out yet, so he started to scribble on it with a thin pen refill--too lazy to change the paper.

However, Meng Nie seemed to feel it, and tapped his fingers lightly on his waist, buttocks, and knees. Lan Huai struggled a bit, blushing and said: "Bad guy."

"I thought it was like this." Meng Nie chuckled and said, "If I click here, it will be the note of 1, and if I click here, it will be the note of 2..."

His hands lightly touched his body, Lan Huai stared at him with wide eyes.

He almost regarded him as a humanoid musical instrument.

Meng Nie whispered: "How about we try?"

"Just now, I just had enough." Lan Huai blushed and said, "You can't do strenuous exercise."

"Try first." Meng Nie hugged him involuntarily, walked back into the bedroom, gently pressed him on the bed, and carefully avoided his bulging belly.

He kissed his forehead, and when he heard a slight voice from Lan Huai, Lan Huai blinked his eyes, but he didn't know how he had reflexively cooperated.

The interest in Mengnie's eyes grew stronger, "My beauty, you are really surprising."

He tried it out on the bed, and Lan Huai soon realized that he was simply cooperating by conditioned reflex, preventing... it only played a small role.

Ah - he literally turned into a humanoid instrument.

The name of this instrument is probably Lan Huai.

Only one person can play it.

... with your lips.