In the ancient music of the Sanskrit, the Emperor of the Wind looked at the music Emperor on the high platform of the music and the music emperor carelessly, the music emperor who had no emotion is not at all like the music demon god in the universe, it is said that the first person in the universe music is the music emperor Tianjiaolong, and the music emperor is just one of its ten thousand phases. Yashen Yeri looked at Mad Moon with a smile and said earnestly, "Where is my master?" Can you sue me? I really want to cooperate with him. "He's in your heart.

The god of fate and the god of rebellion, from the beginning of the day to the sunset, from the past to the present, from time and space to the great universe, until he met the proud music emperor in the song of ten thousand battles. "Mad Moon, is it really?, the music emperor and my master are in my heart?" is gone, so it's only in your heart. "Ahh Hmph..."All gods are competing for the peak, the world of gods is being destroyed, the first god of the universe is defeated, and the creation god is defeated." Master of the Pantheon.

The Pantheon, the Sanskrit of Music, the Chronicles of the Cosmic Wars, and so on, when I was fifteen years old, the teacher was on stage, and I didn't listen at all, I just thought about how people could die? And I'm a human being, no, what kind of imbecile thing is exams, my mind is invincible, my spirit is unbounded, I'm not reconciled, just like all living beings in ancient and modern times, Chinese and foreign, no, so I left the human world, and my consciousness chased beyond the universe, so the fantasy is not a novel.

My consciousness goes to the outside of the big universe, a heavenly world outside, but only my consciousness is there, I have no wandering, I am not even curious, and what is even more powerful is that I will not be bored at all, the so-called paradise world is named by me, and it has been used in ancient times, this word is the closest, in fact, it is just an empty and pure world, there is nothing, nothing is needed, beyond what people can think.

Since then, there has been no cure, such as the Buddha abandoning prosperity and enlightenment, Xiao Hongyi is also, one step kowtow, one step to the end of the world, firm heart, those are not important, Buddhas, gods and demons are just little brothers behind them, children, these are not important. The domineering spirit of the wild moon is not to disappear, but to add a handsome and beautiful gentleness, and at the same time taste the fragrant lips of the elegant gods, such as the blue taste of the river and the sea, which is different from the drunken dream of the goddess of the starry sky and forgets herself. From this point on, there is no cure. (To be continued......)