Sand Sculpture Demon King, Online Farming

01.

Hill planned the development process of this girl group as follows: First, directly release an album, then participate in variety shows, guest films, interviews, and after the popularity is almost accumulated, the concert can be held.

The long-prepared rock band can also be launched, and Hill named them after a poem by the famous poet Celan-Death Fugue.

Coupled with the Fallen Angel Orchestra, these three can put on a variety show of talent show, and they can serve as judges. The contestants are naturally both humans and demons. It will be fun to compete on the same stage. Then this is a virtuous circle.

The general plan is this, and there are many specific details. Hill wrote this in a few pages of paper torn from the notebook. Then he lifted the paper directly into the air, then flipped his hand and threw a dart to secure the paper on the wall over there. The movements are clean, neat, capable and handsome, which signifies that Hill's subtle manipulation of magic has reached the point of extraordinary.

Hill was in his study at this time.

He set up a study by himself next to the bedroom. Anyway, the entire Blackrock Tower belongs to him, so he can do it whatever he wants.

He was sitting on the brown soft leather sofa, with some interesting gadgets on the table in front. There are darts inserted in a bamboo tube, and a string of wild boar fang necklaces hung on the darts. There are handicrafts of various races, masks decorated with palm leaves, flutes made of bones, snare drums, and headdresses made of bright feathers. Hill went to some racial territories, and their children sometimes presented him with gifts made by himself, and Hill brought them back.

One wall of the study is full of paper filled with words. Hill reads these notes every night to make sure he doesn't forget important things. After all, he has too many things to manage now.

Hill looked at the sticky note in the upper left corner.

The building on the floating island of the Fallen Angel was officially completed, and many races were too envious and jealous.

Hill plans to tidy up the dark elves next. The habitat of the dark elves remains roughly the same, and there are too many other areas that can be improved. In addition to the fire element elven cook, the dark elves were the first races to start producing goods in the Demon World Mall, so Hill should do so.

After giving the dark elves to the black dwarves, and then the skeleton family... Hill calculated in his heart, and then wrote the details in his mind on the paper, then pulled out the dart in the upper left corner, and took the latest one. Put the paper on top of the original stack of paper, and re-stap the darts on the wall.

Hill's eyes were smooth to the other sheet of paper.

The railway between the habitats of the various races has been built. Hill intends to openly recruit a group of railway staff, and the railway company will be managed by the black dwarf, oh, insert a paladin in. Hill likes to put the Paladins scattered into the management of these departments, they really played a big role.

Well, thinking of this, Hill drove himself a car in his head.

Like to put Paladins in various departments.

Like to put the Paladin in the body (...).

Cough, what is he thinking...doing the right thing, doing the right thing.

By the way, Monroe is also a matter of business.

...

Hill fell into deep thought. After a few seconds, he convinced himself that he was too busy lately. He needs to relax and relax. Okay, let's do that today and let him take a day off. Hmm... by the way, call the Dark Pope Monroe back, he needs to know some updates about the Dark Vatican.

But he has been very busy lately.

After the filming of "The Fairy Tale Hotel", he was overwhelmed by the work that had been delayed in the previous filming, but soon "The Fairy Tale Hotel" was blocked again. Although it appeared that Hill only issued an announcement statement, in fact he A lot of things have been done and a lot of thinking has been done, which is very tiring. Immediately after the "Fairy Tale Hotel" was blocked, the girl group's plan was advanced. It was really difficult to shoot those MVs, and the post editing was simply exhausting.

As for things like cultural differences, take your time.

The cultural differences between humans and humans can scare individuals to death, not to mention humans and demons. Once an ancient Egyptian woman wanted to dedicate her first to a golden bull, in fact, she was a black bull with a special pattern on her body. The main activity of the ancient Egyptian pharaohs during the sacrifice was to run in circles around the pyramids, running clockwise and counterclockwise, and another way of sacrifice was to let him fly a plane against the Nile... Hill guessed that this was showing the pharaoh's body Be strong. This is ancient, but not only in ancient times. In modern times, many people in India believe that cow urine can be cured. A senior government official took cow urine with him and took a mouthful of it. He also warmly invited people from other countries at international conferences. People have a taste.

This is also enthusiastic...

By the way, in Hindu mythology, the Ganges is the liquid that Shiva and his wife had **** with after a few days and nights.

Hill was unwilling to watch it. This is really terrible.

In short... Some time ago, he was really busy, and now there is no special emergency, let him take a day off, alas.

So Hill slipped back to the bedroom and went to bed early, took out his mobile phone to scan the web for a while, and watched the male protagonist crossing into another world and took a bite of himself and bit out the blood directly. Then he said: It hurts. , This is not a dream, this is true.

It's this kind of plot again. Hill thought, it seems that every male-frequency novel has to have a bite after crossing...Forget it, there is a certain truth, it is normal if it is not to separate the "bites". Next time he writes that the protagonist bites himself, and... Then how about being unconventional? Oh, after the protagonist took a bite of himself, the protagonist thought he was delicious, hehehe, the book is over.

——Turn into a ghost story in a second.

While reading the novel, Hill murmured in a mess. After reading the novel for a while, he turned on station B to scan the screen, and he grinned crunchingly in the quilt for a long time.

Then... the phone is dead.

a bolt from the blue.

When most people play with their mobile phones in bed, they will go to bed or get out of bed to charge them immediately after their mobile phones are out of power. What's more, Hill's power supply is in the basement of the Blackrock Tower, ah, doing evil... you may need to use your mobile phone tomorrow, so it is best to go and charge now, but it's lazy, can you let Irvine go? But Irvine had less control over the magic power than Hill, and Hill was also worried that he would break the phone.

Hill was depressed for a while, resigned himself to his fate, got up, and went to recharge...

Hill is not the demon king this night, and he has almost completely returned to the state on earth.

He was sitting on the ground sending magic power to the magic circle, and his mobile phone was placed in the middle of the magic circle. It takes about 20 minutes to charge. In fact, it can be faster in theory, but Hill is worried about damaging the battery, so slow it down.

While sitting on the ground, he stared at the flashing lights of his mobile phone and thought, was he once so carefree?

No, no, no matter where you are in any period, you always have your own worries and sorrows. People have no long-term worries and must have near-term worries. When I was young, the things that worries me when I grow up seem to be trivial, so I don’t have to worry about it. But those troublesome things are real at that age. If you deny them, it is a typical lack of empathy and a typical lack of empathy. It is the same reason that some parents feel that the troubles of adolescent children do not matter.

It is your heart, not external factors, that determine whether you are upset or not—of course, the outside world also has an influence.

You don’t have to worry about being stabbed in your own home on earth.

...

Well, what he said was that the Church of Illumination was once again engaging in the Demon World, and that sentence was not engaging in pornography.

If it's ghs, "the old nest is stabbed" is acceptable... ahem... what is he thinking. quack.

Although the earth is safe, it is impossible to come into contact with these magnificent landscapes, to know so many powerful people, and to communicate with...

The sound of footsteps came from behind.

Hill turned around and saw Monroe come down the steps.

He was wearing black clothes, black leather boots, black moleskin gloves, hard leather jacket and woolen sweater, and on the outside was a black chain mail, and behind it was a soft fiery red cloak. Dressed as a typical knight, cold and sharp, his gaze looked as unattractive as the long sword wrapped in black mist around his waist.

There are torches on the wall, and there is still plenty of light. But everything seemed a lot darker after he came down, and he walked toward him with the darkness. The torches went out one by one, and he stood still on the last step.

——Nor can I get acquainted with Monroe.

Hill smiled, "Wait."

It will be fully charged in five minutes.

It's best to concentrate when charging, so Hill didn't talk to Monroe either. He heard a rustling sound behind him, he turned his head and looked around, and saw Monroe waving his hand to disperse the darkness around him, and then he went back and lit the torches one by one.

Hill wanted to laugh a little.

Suddenly Monroe was so cute.

finished charging.

Monroe used the burning torch to get close to the last extinguished torch, but one torch stretched out ahead of time and ignited the torch. He turned his head and looked at Hill looking at him with a grin: "This is a trick called grabbing food."

Monroe stepped back blankly, then took the torch from Hill's hand. His fingers passed over the back of Hill's hand, and the touch made Hill squinted.

Monroe turned and walked over to the empty shelf, sticking the torch on it. After doing this, he said, "Since the food has been taken away, I am still hungry, what should I do?"

Hill walked behind Monroe, raised his hand to adjust the position of the torch, and his arm stretched out from the right side of Monroe's shoulder, a little frivolously, "Hungry. I am the demon king, no matter what you do. Nor can it cross the line."

But when he retracted his hand, his fingers touched Monroe's eyebrows, and then he traced his straight nose, slightly dry lips, sharp jaws... and then clasped his shoulders tightly.

"However, I am allowed." Hill said.

In the next second, the magical elements in the air rioted, and the water seemed to be drained instantly, and the aura of aggression rushed toward his face like a surging flame.

The throbbing appeared from the bottom of my heart, crawling all over the body.

Monroe stared at him with hot eyes, but also restrained and gentle.

After the riot, human clothes were broken, and Hill could see a faint black mist entwined around his body. The black mist made his skin smooth and perfect. The lines of the amazing muscles, the flames The shadows under the bulging muscles are sculpted deeper, this kind of sexual tension. Ah. Can't hold it anymore. Then don't control it.

Shortness of breath.

Then, the two kissed together.

The last thought before Hill's brain fell into a terrible situation was: If there is a flame, Irvine will be on the sidelines.

He moved his finger, and all the torches in the corridor went out at the same time.

Everything fell into the bottomless darkness.

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