Play Instrument And Demons

Life in the hut was no more than a boring life.

To make things more interesting, Wang Feng decided to take a break from being lazybones and started creating tools and materials.

He also started to study these instruments.

So far, the best instrument he had ever played was the Piano.

Even he didn't expect that there was a Piano at this time or this place.

Not impossible, but he had never thought I'd this possibility.

Best of the best instrument.

These past few days, this instrument was the most he was playing. He wanted to master it first before the others.

The tone of the piano was peaceful and smooth in the ears and mind. It was helping him calming down himself and stopping his resentment from getting worse.

The most exciting part was when he was playing, he could also see the birds dancing and singing along with the rhythm through the window.

They were crowding and playing at the top of the hut or windows listening to the whole humming.

Just listening to the piano and the birds, he cannot help yet feel as if he was in a paradise and he was a character of some fairy tales.

What's more? When playing piano, he could pour all his emotions into it.

When he was sad, play a sad song, and the birds will cry with you. Play a nice song and the resentment in everyone's heart will disappear.

* sigh *

"I want to play the piano again! " Wang Feng said while scratching his itching palm.

'If the Author did not write, he would feel incomplete and his hand would feel itchy, that's what I also felt when I didn't play the piano for a day! '

'Playing the piano not only calming me down but also making me feet comfortable!'

'With the piano, I could find my comfort zone! '

'When I'm playing the piano, I could forget my worries even for a short time!'

'I have many reasons to love and pay piano'

As thoughts started to echo in his brain, he stood up from his seat and walked towards the music instrument he was just thinking of piano.

The piano was made of a special kind of wood, this type of wood was completely foreign to him.

At the earth, he had never seen this kind of wood having discovered.

He had just read it from cultivation novels and thought it impossible to exists.

The texture of the woods was smooth, the whole self was pure black, and because it was carved perfectly by god knows who, the piano was so perfect in any way you look.

The tones it producing don't need evaluation, because it was too smooth and perfect for Wang Feng.

Sitting in the chair, Wang Feng stretched his hand and touched one of the keyboards to test the tone first.

* D! Ng *

When the tone rang, an incredible thing happened. Wang Feng's aura lingering in him suddenly shook and changes occurred, the sadness inside him changed into calmness and he started to look like he became someone else.

As if the Wang Feng a while ago and the Wang Feng right now were two different individuals.

If you do not know him well, you might think that the first one and the Wang Feng now weren't the same at all.

"Nice!" Wang Feng smiled calmly, just one note and enough to make him at ease and his soul. calmed.

'What to play? 'He suddenly felt startled, I wanted to play the piano, but as I was about to start, I suddenly realized that I did not know what to play.

Wang Feng's hand rested on his cheek as he started thinking.

"Right" After a while he shouted happily, in the end, he just chose to play the music that could remove his boredom and loneliness.

Not in a hurry, but also not slow, the process is very calm, Wang Feng touched the keyboards one by one and started the music.

* D! Ng *

With the second tone from the Piano, the surroundings began to change as well.

But not everyone felt the same when the tone enveloped the unknown scope of land.

The sky turned gloomy and the wind turned violent.

The music was sad so nature felt sad too.

But contrary to nature, the birds were all happily flying at the top of the hut and started to hum with the rhythm.

Everyone's feelings were not the same.

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[While on Jīliè's side]

The enemies really successfully trapped him, he cannot retreat, he cannot advance, and he also cannot change the route to escape.

He was cornered.

He can only stay in the center while paying attention to the movements of each enemy, waiting for an opportunity to escape, he only needed one chance to escape.

Just one chance, just one.

Unfortunately, his opponents were smart, and finding their weaknesses wasn't easy.

It was like finding a middle in a bush.

A loophole seemed nonexistent for them.

'From their outfit, I can guess that they weren't from Starlight City. It's more accurate to call them the people from the Demon Clan! If they succeeded to catch me, it would be better to just die! '

At first, he thought the one who tried to live him was from the city, however, it turned out he was wrong because he got trapped by Demons.

For him the demons were those when they were disgusted, they will kill!

When they like, they will kill an entire village!

They do not need a concrete reason to kill!

They were nothing but groups of mad people and merciless individuals.

They were enemies of Beasts and Mankind.

In his knowledge, Demon Clan was a group of Dark Cultivators. They were mixed groups of Beats and Humans, but the fact was that their brains were broken, they were groups of lunatics.

They were the followers of what they calling as 'Devil Demon', the mighty God of Demons.

They loved hunting Humans or Beasts and turned them into a puppet that they could use to play with others life.

Dying was better than turning into a puppet that would only make you felt tortured forever.

When a person or Beast became a puppet, their soul won't vanish, their soul was going to be a prisoner inside the body. They will suffer for eternity until they turned into lunatics.

'I don't know why they love murder!' In the end, Jīliè still could not understand the way they thought.

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While the White Tiger was thinking about various things, one of the black-clothed people took a pill hidden from his cloak.

The black pill was only about the size of a thumb and whole black.

"Eat it and you are safe, we will not kill you!"

Although the one who stepped forward was the only one who spoke, the voice rang in every corner and what you could feel was all of them spoke.

'Fuck them! That is a puppet pill! '

'After eating that pill, I will turn into a puppet!'

The White Tiger screamed and complained in his mind, but only in his mind could he complain to his opponents.

Now he knows why he felt afraid the time he thought something was luring him a while ago. A puppeteer was the most beast scared of.

The pill holder walked one step forward, though he was still far away he stretched out his hand, trying to give it to the White Tiger.

But Jīliè had no intention of reaching it.

Senseless, not fast, not slow, the Demon walked stepped forward one after another.

Seeing this, the white tiger could do nothing but grit his teeth and decide.

'On top of my dead body! '