I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Lingpingan listened to the humming of the girl in front of him.

He froze.

What the hell...

What kind of magical singing skills is this?

He was completely stunned.

Mai Ba met a talented singer?

He blinked and felt that this girl's singing skills were very good.

It’s time to release a record!

The imperial music scene needs her!

have a look……

How has the current music scene been ruined by traffic?

It’s simply unsightly!

It wasn't until the other party finished singing that Lingpingan clapped his hands belatedly.

"Singing so well!" he said from the bottom of his heart.

"I know a guy who can also sing well!" He thought of the Soul Wine Shop on the top of Park Hill in his hometown.

The lady who runs the wine shop is also a very good singer.

But what he didn't know was that he thought his words were sincere.

However, in the eyes of outsiders, this is not the case at all.

Bang bang bang!

Mr. Ling slowly clapped his hands.

"Singing so well!" He sneered.

It seems to be a compliment, but in fact it is a condescending comment, and there are also a few nitpicks in the comments.

"I know a guy who can also sing!"

When Lu Fei'er listened, she thought of her teacher.

She thought about it, even her teacher, a figure like this, could only be humble and submissive in front of this young master.

So, she quickly picked up her skirt and said happily: "Young Master Miao likes it!"

In front of such a person, Lu Fei'er knew her status.

Whether it's praise or criticism.

She should bear it all.

Thunder, rain, and dew are all due to your kindness, that's all.

But the other bystanders looked at it, but they all smiled knowingly.

"Sister Fei'er is sister Fei'er!" Many fans of Lu Fei'er couldn't help but give a thumbs up and praised in their hearts: "To treat musicians with such courtesy, she is worthy of being an imperial singer who pursues art wholeheartedly!"

In their eyes, everything in front of them is the most traditional scene.

Since the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, this tradition has continued to this day.

For talents, especially key talents.

Treating the virtuous corporal and visiting the thatched cottage three times has long been a common script in people's eyes.

In the art world, this is even more true!

Because artists are always arrogant, always withdrawn, and always have quirks of one kind or another.

But people will never criticize them.

Because this is their normal style.

If an artist is not arrogant, arrogant, and deviant, his artistic achievements will certainly not be that high!

Art comes from life.

Your life is not high enough or crazy enough.

How is it possible to create works that are eye-catching and immersive?

So, every artist.

Most of them are bohemian, extremely arrogant and freaks in the eyes of ordinary people.

I think back then, the celebrities in the Wei and Jin Dynasties would wander around the mountains and forests with bare feet and disheveled hair in the middle of winter.

When the calligraphy sage Wang Xizhi was young, when someone came to have a blind date, he would lie on the east bed with his breasts exposed.

Legend has it that he was buckling his feet at that time.

As a result, his father-in-law fell in love with him at first sight.

Deciding that "this son is definitely not a thing in the pond", he married his beloved daughter to his wife.

This is the origin of the idiom "the quickest son-in-law in the east bed".

Nowadays, this talented musician is just a bit bad-tempered and has a bad face.

He has really become a normal person among artists!

Totally acceptable!

Lu Fei'er's restraint and deliberateness to please were greatly praised in the eyes of these people.

The relationship between singers and musicians has always been like this.

I have something to ask for.

Moreover, it is also in line with traditional values.

Singers and artists…

Kings and Talents…

Entrepreneurs and scientists…

Relationships have always been like this.

No one should be surprised.

………………

Lingpingan looked at the woman in front of him who looked like a good baby.

He finally got serious.

"Girl...you said we have met?" he asked.

Lu Feier nodded. She was about to say, 'Sir, I just saw you yesterday.'

But the words were on his lips, but they couldn't come out.

seem……

Someone didn't let her speak.

She also wisely chose to hide this section.

Lingpingan looked at the other party's demeanor, and he thought about it seriously, but he still didn't remember when he had seen her?

However, this kind of thing is too normal for him.

Prosopagnosia.

If you are not careful, you may not even recognize your own appearance.

It’s normal not to remember other people!

"That's because I have such a bad memory!" Lingpingan smiled and said, "I'm really sorry! I hope you don't blame me!"

A gentleman should admit his mistakes when they are wrong and encourage them when they are not.

However, he still wouldn't know.

How his words, tone and demeanor felt in the eyes and ears of Lu Fei'er opposite.

A condescending, as if otherworldly tone.

Coupled with the faint, looming arrogance at the corner of his mouth.

The normal polite words completely changed their taste.

Lu Feier quickly bowed again: "I don't dare... I don't dare..."

Lingpingan waved his hands and said: "You are too polite! Sit down and talk!"

The kindness he thought he had, in the eyes of Lu Fei'er and others, turned into a command from above.

In a polite tone, he gave an order that was unquestionable and undeniable.

People couldn't help but swallow their saliva: "This is a bit too much! Young people!"

This is off script.

Liu Xuande, who had been visiting the thatched cottage three times, would probably have been so angry that he would have just walked away if he saw such a sinister Kong Ming. Even Longzhong would not bother to listen, right?

But Lu Feier smiled submissively.

Under the gaze of everyone, he sat down carefully and cautiously.

Just like a good student in front of the teacher.

People watched and praised: "Sister Fei'er, you have the air of a general, no wonder you can achieve such achievements!"

The script is back to its normal routine.

……………………

Nanna, woke up from coma.

He immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

He looked around.

Here, it seems to be an empty and strange square.

It was foggy in the square, making it difficult to see the surroundings.

Looking up at the top of his head, dark red flesh and blood squirmed above his head.

There seems to be something gestating in the flesh and blood.

thump!

thump!

Heartbeat.

This made him feel like he was in the body of a strange creature he had never seen before.

Can……

What kind of creature could have such a fog-shrouded square in its body?

He swallowed.

However, his body accidentally hit something behind him.

"Ouch!" A cry of pain resounded.

He turned around and saw Amon, who had a raven head and his lower body was tightly wrapped in countless mud-like things.

"Amon?" He shouted softly.

The memory is also reconnected.

The secret realm of the Lost, the city of Ouroboros called Zion, and the tentacles falling from the sky.

Were he and Amon captured by those tentacles?

He thought for a while, but couldn't remember what happened next.