Rivals in Love [Quick Transmigration]

"Didn't a teacher save me?" Song Li smiled, dimples appeared shallowly, as if all the scenery behind him were inferior to his smile.

Mo Ze looked back at him and sat down, following Song Li's gaze, "What's interesting here, they all look the same, magnificent but soulless."

"Then why did the teacher come here?" Song Li turned to look at him. What Mo Ze said was his disgust for such a noble place, but if this is the case, why did he come to the temple to be a teacher? He can do anything, a magister Everything will happen.

Why do you want to nest in this small palace?

"Because it's fun." Mo Ze Jintong looked at the entire temple indifferently, "I'll take you to the city to play, do you want to go?"

When Song Li came to this world, except for the original people in the temple, he had never been to other places or seen anyone else, so when Mo Ze said it, his heart was moved.

Thinking of Ice, "But it's too late now."

"It's okay, just go and have a look, it won't be too late." Moze saw his movement, and continued to instigate, these gods, one by one in the temple, have no fun and no vitality.

Song Li made up his mind. Thinking of Yisi's gentle face, he thought hesitantly, a gentle person like Yisi would not be angry, "Shall we go out now?"

"Yeah." Mo Ze raised his mouth, put his arms around Song Li's waist, hugged him in his arms, leaped over the temple, and disappeared from Yisi's eyes in a short time.

Yisi looked at their backs with complicated eyes, and didn't chase after them. The people of Liulan would not hurt the Son of God. They sighed together and went back to deal with the undead.

Now the sacrificial ceremony is about to begin, and the undead have begun to riot, and they are about to attack in the temple. Ice thought and left Song Li's hall.

Being hugged by Moze, the whole city was under his feet, a feeling of excitement and worry filled his heart, the long black hair was blown on Moze's face by the wind, that kind of touch made Moze feel itchy.

"Teacher, where are we going?" Song Li looked at the bustling city below, stretched his head, and asked.

"Go to the center of the imperial city, it's very close to here, because the sacrificial ceremony is very lively in the city." Mo Ze looked at the little head in front of him, and fell into an inconspicuous corner of the city in a flash.

After Song Li stood still, he pushed Mo Ze away, "Where are you going now?"

Moze thought for a while, "This is the time to watch those people pray, sing and dance by the Xilin River."

When the two arrived at the Xilin River, there were people standing by the river, with different hair colors and very dignified clothes. It seemed that some prayed and some danced, like an open-air party.

Song Li pursed his lips, turned his head and looked at Mo Ze, "I've seen all of these, I'll take you to a place that you must have never seen before." In the memory of the previous owner, he always came here secretly to see them, and also Very envious.

But Song Li didn't like these things, and still wanted to see the place where the previous master lived from childhood to adulthood.

Although he is a little beggar, he barely has a nest.

When Mo Ze followed Song Li, he saw the dilapidated and small house in front of him, and couldn't help frowning, "Is this where you used to live?"

Looking at Song Li, who was dressed in high-quality silk and satin clothes, he couldn't imagine how he lived before. A porcelain doll like glass like him should be expensive to raise instead of suffering.

Song Li touched this slightly familiar door, and the memory of the previous master involuntarily swarmed in. Even Song Li felt resentful of the dense bullying like a tide.

Beating, scolding, ridiculing, even touching, all these should not be faced by a child, Song Li's hand holding the door frame became white, and then pushed the door open.

There was only a small bed inside, and a few tattered clothes. There was a lot of dust, which meant that no one came back for a long time.

"You don't want to come in, teacher." Song Li turned his back to Mo Ze, his voice was indifferent, and then he went inside and dug out a piece of broken glass beads according to the memory of the previous owner.

This is what the previous master cared about the most. It was still intact until one time when someone wanted to snatch his glazed bead, and the previous master tried his best to protect it, but it was broken into pieces. Then those people lost interest, so they let him go.

Mo Ze didn't listen to Song Li's words, and entered the hut with a tall body bent. The place was so small that he almost wrapped Song Li in his arms.

Looking at the broken glass beads in Song Li's hand, "You promised me to come out just for this glass beads?" Mo Ze curled his lips, looked at Song Li's side face and said in Song Li's ear.

"En." Song Li admitted generously, turned around, and looked at Mozera's long face with a smile, "So we can go back now."

Mo Ze waved his hand to close the already unstable door, stretched out his arms, and directly pushed him down on the bed, squinting his long and narrow eyes to look at Song Li who was not nervous at all.

"You are really bold." Mo Ze held Song Li's head and played with his hair. The touch of his hands made him enjoy the touch and let out a smile. He played with it for nearly an hour, looking at Song Li's inexplicable eyes, Mo Ze Ze smiled ambiguously.

Looking down at Song Li's unhealed lips, he straightened up and pulled him out of the small house, "Just now you paid the price for using me."

Mo Ze watched him hold the glazed beads tightly, "Be careful not to cut your hands, your hands have just been smeared with medicine."

Song Li hummed, and then heard Mo Ze ask unintentionally, "Why didn't you find Yisi, doesn't he love you very much?"

"No reason." Song Li didn't know why he didn't look for Yisi, or maybe Moze was there at the time, so he hired Moze as a laborer.

Moze didn't say anything after hearing this, and walked slowly on the floor tiles in this civilian area without squinting.

The people living in this place are all common people and the poor, the streets are clean but shabby, and the surrounding people are performing all kinds of scenes similar to family ethics dramas. Moze has good ears and eyes, so he can hear very clearly, so he grabbed Song Song impatiently. Li, quickly left here.

Then he landed on the bank of the Xilin River, took out a stone engraved with the word Song Li with a straight face, and stuffed it into Song Li's hand, "Tonight is the night of prayer, if you engrave your name on the stone and make a wish, it will be very effective."

Song Li looked at the unattractive stone engraved on the stone, looked at Moze's cold mask, and silently wished that Yi Si and Liulan would be together soon, and then put away the stone.

The corner of Moze's mouth curled up, "Song Li, I was very curious about why you chose an oriental name, and now I understand." Because he is not straightforward, he holds back everything.

"..." You know what a thread, Song Li despised Mo Ze in his heart, but he didn't say a word on his face.

"There are undead! Ah!" The dancing woman screamed, and then screamed. There was a big hole in her chest, and an undead stood behind her. After the woman collapsed, the bright red heart in the undead's hand was exposed.

Song Li was a little nauseated, but he met the pale eyes of the undead and looked straight at him, as if seeing a great tonic, it was because of him!

Song Li looked at the undead solemnly, his eyes were covered with shadows, a tall man stood in front of him and protected him.

Moser.Song Li heaved a sigh of relief, and a heavy object sank in his hand, and at the same time, accompanied by Mo Ze's voice, "I'll lend you that too. The undead are afraid of divine power, so you protect yourself."

As soon as Mo Ze finished speaking, his body was already in front of the undead, and he kicked the undead's soul away.

People with colorful hair passed by, Song Li panicked, and Mo Ze disappeared.

Feeling a dark wind blowing from behind, and seeing the fear and worry on the faces of this group of people with various negative expressions, they simply sat down cross-legged.

The crisp sound of the piano, one or two, was sent to those people's bodies with divine power, and at the same time, the divine power attacked the undead who wanted to sneak attack.

The divine power was too pure, which purified people's panic and destroyed the undead.

Song Li stopped, basically an undead came. He played for a while, and the pure divine power could not be broken. When he eliminated the sixth undead, Mo Ze came through the air, with golden pupils eagerly looking for Song Li.

With a wave of his hand, he wiped out the undead who were approaching Song Li, retracted Na Ye, hugged Song Li, and flew towards the direction of the temple.

Back at the temple, as expected, Yisi didn't say anything, but respectfully sent Moze away and let Song Li rest early.

Song Li nestled under the quilt, looking at the broken glass beads in his hands, not knowing why the previous owner was so rare about them, he put them in a small bag and put them under the pillow, and slowly fell asleep.

In the next few days, in order to practice sacrificial music, Mo Ze directly gave it to Song Li, and Song Li did not refuse. The closer the sacrificial ceremony was, the better Song Li practiced.

After evening class, Song Li looked at Yi Si who was talking to Liu Lan, pulled Mo Ze, and sneaked away early.

Because of the undead matter, the distance between Liulan and Yisi is getting closer and closer, and they have more and more contacts. Song Li can see that the two actually have a good impression of each other. If they keep in touch like this, they must will be together.

It just needs time, Song Li calmed down, he still has time.

Walking on the road with Mo Ze, Song Li turned his head and asked him, "Isn't High Priest Liu Lan and Yi Si a good match?" So you must not interfere, you mutant villain.

In Moze's eyes, the boy's brows and eyes darkened when he mentioned Yisi, and then looked at the brooch he had been wearing on his clothes, feeling depressed in his heart, frowning and not speaking.

"Teacher?" Song Li looked at the corners of Mo Ze's mouth in doubt, who offended him again?Or does he really like Liulan?Otherwise why not happy.

It's a pity, Liu Lan can only belong to Yi Si, Song Li patted Mo Ze on the shoulder comfortingly, and strode over him to walk.

"There are still a few days left for the sacrificial ceremony, adjust your mentality, and don't be ashamed to go up at that time." Mo Ze walked to Song Li's side in one step, pressed Song Li's shoulder, and said almost gnashing his teeth.

No matter what, Song Li couldn't like Yi Si.It can be said that this is a beautiful misunderstanding.

The author has something to say: I went out to play on May Day, it was so hot, I cried