World Destroying Demonic Emperor

The piece I'm going to play is called Wedding Dress, and I made it myself. Mengduoluo said.

Then she gracefully sat in front of the harpsichord, stretched out her jaded hands, closed her beautiful eyes, and began to play.

But Lan Ling closed his eyes, not letting go of every note, because this is the other party's original music.

As soon as the jade hand fell, the beautiful music had already floated out.

After hearing the first sound, Lanling immediately felt Mengduoluo's incomparable talent in music, which was a very mysterious feeling.

As soon as the master makes a move, he will know if there is one.

Everything in the world is a combination of certain elements, especially music.

For masters, a piece of music is alive and dynamic, and each note can easily draw out the human heart.

And Mengduoluo in front of him is a master of masters, Lan Ling could easily feel that the musical talent of this woman in front of her was even better than that of Niya's mentor, who was a well-known musician in the entire Nulang Kingdom.

Meng Daluo was completely immersed in her own world. It took her only two months to make this song, because her wedding dress also only took two months to make.

Those two months were the happiest, happiest, and most yearning time in her heart.

During the two months of waiting to become a bride, it seemed that every breath of air was sweet, as if the color of the sky was pink.

In this wonderful time, countless inspirations fly out of my mind.

So, it's the best piece, the most beautiful piece, and the smoothest thing she's ever written.

Because the heart is no longer beautiful, so she can no longer create such a beautiful piece of music.

And Lan Ling closed his eyes, as if seeing a picture.

A girl who is waiting to be married is very happily sewing her own wedding dress stitch by stitch.

Every day, we are waiting for the wedding day. My heart is full of infinite longing, with a little apprehension.

For the lover, I want to see him every day, but I also want to accumulate all my thoughts and wait until the wedding day to fully release my love.

This piece of music is really nice and beautiful, far beyond Lan Ling's imagination.

To put it bluntly, this song is no less than some famous songs on earth. Because, the other party was created in the best time and with the best heart.

The whole piece is describing the joy, longing, beauty and a little uneasiness of the bride-to-be.

And Meng Daluo's piano playing skills are so high that Lan Ling is completely intoxicated.

...

Ding……

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and so did the artistic conception of the song, because the bride was about to put on her wedding dress and the wedding was about to begin.

At this time, Meng Daluo had already burst into tears.

All the good things in her life came to an abrupt end at the last note of this piece.

A few years ago, she put on her wedding dress and went to the sacrament to prepare for the happiest moment.

However, what was waiting was a cold nightmare. The groom appeared, but he was leading another bride.

Because that man is also from a top-notch family, the invitation has already been sent out, so the wedding must go ahead. It's just that the bride has been replaced by another woman from a more top-notch family.

And Mengduoluo appeared in the auditorium wearing a wedding dress and became the laughing stock of everyone. This was clearly her wedding, this was clearly her groom, but in the end the bride became someone else.

At that moment, her life, everything about her, was suspended.

Even though, the lover's eyes were extremely guilty, and he didn't even dare to look at her at all.

Since then, an angel has fallen, and a nightmarish Black Widow has been born.

Meng Daluo swore that she would never shed a single tear in front of a man in the future.

Therefore, she shed tears with her back to Lan Ling, and did not cry out.

I was immersed in it for a while.

Lan Ling said: You have been using his mistakes to punish yourself.

Mengduoluo's heart trembled, but she didn't answer.

Lan Ling said: You kill every handsome man like this, as if you are taking revenge on him, but he is still safe and sound, and it is you who keeps sinking in your heart.

Meng Daluo still did not answer.

Lan Ling continued: If this continues, within three years, you will die and commit suicide. Because you are an angel, even if you forcefully degenerate into a demon, you can only cry in hell instead of singing.

Okay, don't talk about it. Meng Daluo put away all the tears, turned her face and said: Start fulfilling our bet, play your song and see, I don't believe anyone can surpass me on it I would like to accept the bet, if you win, I will really give you my body after we have a real bridal chamber after the worship ceremony.

Then she stood up and left the harpsichord.

Lan Ling went up, sat down, and said: Your song is very good, I dare not say that my song is better than yours. However, your song ended before the wedding started, And mine is the whole fantasy wedding.

Then, Lan Ling closed his eyes, took a deep breath, raised his hand, and lowered it slowly.

The wonderful sound of the piano floated out from his hands.

He played the famous song of the earth, Dream Wedding, a very simple but very classic and beautiful song.

Even in the first few notes, it can penetrate the listener's ears and enter the heart.

An elegant, sensitive, and fragile heart like Mengduoluo is completely conquered by the music in an instant.

People like her don't stop at playing well, but go directly to fantasize about the pictures and stories behind the piece.

Then, be deeply and thoroughly intoxicated in it.

Lan Ling played a well-known piece of classic inheritance, but when the notes floated out of the room, all the barbarian maids who were cleaning outside stopped and stopped to listen.

This group of people doesn't have any musical skills and can't understand anything, but they know that it's really, really good.

Music is the immortal language that transcends all civilizations and races. Especially classic and beautiful music, it is not formed with language, but with the soul.

And this song Dream Wedding played by Lan Ling is like this. Anyone who hears it will only have one feeling.

It's really beautiful and beautiful, even though the piece is very simple.

...

Lan Ling raised his hand and finished playing.

And in the entire space, those wonderful notes seemed to still be floating in the air, still lingering around people's ears, and never landed.

Meng Daluo still closed her eyes, she sighed deeply in her heart, she knew she had lost.

No reason, just a very simple feeling. The other party's music is better and more beautiful.

After a long time, Mengduoluo opened her beautiful eyes wide and looked at Lanling for the first time.

With just this one glance, it seemed that he wanted to see through Lan Ling's mask and enter his heart.

This is a slightly thin and handsome man, who looks a little melancholy, and there is a little madness hidden in his peaceful eyes.

He should be just like himself, sensitive and with a dark psychology. Otherwise, I wouldn't have guessed the tragic past behind me on the first day I saw myself.

In the short battle of these few days, he has completely defeated himself in terms of mental skills, aesthetics, and musical attainments. And she, Mengduoluo, was the most outstanding among the candidate saintesses of the Holy Dragon Temple.

However, apart from martial arts, everything in front of him surpassed him.

In this battle between men and women, she, Mengduoluo, was almost completely defeated.

Your song is a tragedy. Meng Daluo said.

Lan Ling nodded and said, Yes, because the groom is dead.

Why did you die? Mengduoluo asked.

To save the bride. Lan Ling said.

Meng Daluo smiled coquettishly: Then you also want to save me?

Lan Ling shook his head and said, My mission in this life is to protect my sister. However, if I am doomed to die, then I hope my death can save your heart.

Mengduoluo's beautiful face trembled, Why?

Lan Ling said: Because the two of us are the same, we can be angels or demons.

These words turned into the sharpest arrow, piercing Mengduoluo's heart in an instant.

She can become an angel or a devil, this is the best interpretation of her life.

All kinds of masks on her face were shattered, because facing a person who knows you so well, pities you so much, and even has exactly the same personality as you, any disguise is no longer meaningful.

Okay, you won again. Your mental skills, your painting skills, and your music skills all surpassed mine. Mengduoluo said: I would like to admit defeat, I will fulfill my promise, and after the wedding, my I give you innocence.

After speaking, she left directly.

Lan Ling knew that she would not come again until she got married.

And all his hard work can be over, and the next step is to wait for the arrival of the wedding and the trial of fate.

Is it dead or alive?

...

On the day of the full moon, the auspicious day has arrived, and the marriage worship begins!

On this day, the Viper Tribe dressed up everywhere, and even everyone put on bright red festive clothes.

Because, the female chieftain of the poisonous snake tribe is going to worship and get married again, but this time it is more grand than all the previous ones.

Inside the chief's hall, there are red candles everywhere, red happiness everywhere, and flowers everywhere.

Even the children who were not bad in the tribe were called, and they sprinkled flower petals and sugar everywhere, just like a real wedding.

Lanling designed a white wedding dress, and Mengduoluo also rushed to make it, but she didn't wear it, because it was not a real wedding after all, but just a blood-sucking and killing ceremony.

She was still wearing the vermilion tight-fitting dress. Because once she puts on the white wedding dress, she becomes an angel.

And wearing a scarlet dress, she becomes a demon, because it is the color of blood. Now she still chooses to become a devil.

Similarly, there was no sound of festive music, because the two people who could play the piano were both paying homage.

Therefore, in the eyes of all the barbarians, the two played a game of courtship and marriage.

First worship heaven and earth, second worship high hall, husband and wife worship each other.

The whole process was like a pantomime.

The only voice came after the chapel was over, a strong barbarian man, the leader of the barbarian army who hunted down Lanling, shouted in a non-standard tone: After the ceremony, send it to the bridal chamber!

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