Rivals in Love [Quick Transmigration]

The Tsar and Liulan talked for a while, it was noon, Liulan cupped his hands and said: "The time has come, please come out to worship the grand ceremony."

The Tsar nodded, and walked in front of the crowd holding the sword hilt at his waist.

Everyone hurriedly followed, the general in silver armor stared closely at Song Li, a feeling of familiarity emerged spontaneously, the more he looked at him, the more familiar he became, and the more he looked at him, the more friendly he was, and he couldn't help but think of what happened back then.

The Tsar and Liulan went up to the altar together, and Song Li saw Yisi's figure at this time, and Yisi organized guards to protect the left and right sides of the altar, and no one was allowed to disrupt the sacrificial ceremony.

The Tsar and Liulan began to deliver speeches, and the sacrificial ceremony officially began.

Mo Ze looked at the back of Song Li's black head, and couldn't help touching it, "Song Li, the brooch I gave you has many uses, so don't throw it away."

Song Li resisted the gesture of embarrassing him in front of everyone, and looked back at Mo Ze, "Teacher, it's my turn to go in a while."

The refusal in Song Li's eyes was clearly visible. Mo Ze withdrew his hand, veins bursting out of his hand, and his tone remained unchanged, "Calm down, your sacrificial music must be unprecedented."

"Thank you teacher for your blessing." Song Li smiled slightly, showing two dimples and turned his head away.

Owen and other gods beside them looked at Song Li with a slightly changed expression, then lowered their heads and waited for the sacrificial ceremony to proceed.

Mo Ze glanced at Owen casually, his eyes filled with coldness, and turned his gaze back to Song Li.

And the civil servants and generals of the country next to the sons of gods focused on the altar, and only the general in silver armor stared at Song Li with empty eyes.

"The sacrificial ceremony has officially begun. Please His Majesty the Tsar give the sacrificial speech." The scepter in Liulan's hand was shrouded in divine power on the Tsar, and the people below were completely silent.

The Tsar closed his eyes and felt the power of the gods, and said loudly, "Our dear God, please accept our sincerity, give us warmth, and give us peace and happiness in the country of Xilin, dear God, please give us light, so that We can always enshrine you and support you!"

As soon as his words fell, the divine power flashed back to him. When the Tsar opened his eyes, he felt warm all over and looked at Liulan, "High Priest, is this done?"

Liu Lan nodded, "His Majesty the Tsar cares deeply about his people, and the God of Light has received your sincere prayer, so he bestowed divine power on His Majesty."

"Thanks to the God of Light!" The Tsar shouted towards the statue of the God of Light, his voice full of excitement.

"The first step is to pray. Let us sincerely pray to the God of Light, and God's love will come to you!" Liu Lan's voice echoed in everyone's ears, and even the Tsar began to pray.

Song Li looked around at the people who had calmed down and prayed, smiled slightly, and looked down at the face of the piano. After all, he would not be from this world, so praying was useless.

Mo Ze's cold claws grabbed Song Li's neck, and his thin voice reached Song Li's ears, "Why don't you pray."

Song Li turned around, "What about you?"

"I am a god myself." Moze said without blinking.

Song Li groaned, shook off Mo Ze's hand and looked at Yi Si and Liu Lan, suddenly had the idea of ​​praying, lowered his head, and prayed.

I wish Liulan Yisi can be together well, I wish the two of them can grow old forever, and I wish... Moze has a long life.

The divine power of the God of Light was fed back to those who sincerely prayed one by one. Song Li received the warm divine power, smiled slightly, and opened his eyes.

On the stage, Liulan opened his eyes and sent the Tsar off the altar, "The second step, Son of God, Song Li, plays sacrificial music."

Song Li hugged the qin tightly, and followed the stairs up to the altar step by step.

The midday sun shone on him, as if he was bathed in divine power, and everyone's eyes fell on him unconsciously. This young man was like a child of God, and God helped him onto the altar behind him.

Mo Ze's eyes flickered slightly, and he looked at Song Li with hot eyes. He was really different from everyone else, and that's why he got his attention. Mo Ze was very glad that he paid attention to this child at the beginning, otherwise, such a cute child, who would It would be a pity to take it away.

The rest of the sons of gods had different expressions, and most of them were still envious when they saw Song Li. The sacrificial ceremony was held once a year, which seemed to be very frequent, but there were sons of gods born every year, while the sacrificial music only happened once a year.

They waited for several years, but they didn't wait. Song Li, who had only been in the temple for a month or two, easily went up to the altar to play sacrificial music.

But he could only watch Song Li go up to the altar, unable to do anything but have thoughts in his heart, Owen showed a slight jealousy in his eyes, which was quickly covered up, and his gentle smile seemed to encourage Song Li.

Yaser on the side shrank his neck, his eyes were vain and he did not dare to look at Song Li, obviously there was a ghost in his heart.

These Song ceremonies are out of control. Only when he was on the altar did he know how powerful the wishes of the people of this country are. on stage.

Walking to the center of the altar, he lifted the hem of the luxurious and elegant white robe, and sat down cross-legged, holding the piano temporarily sponsored by Moze in his arms.

"Sacrifice music! Start!" Liulan gave an order and prayed together with everyone.

Song Li put his fingers on the strings of the zither, and flicked it lightly. The crisp sound flowed into everyone's hearts, and their hearts became clearer. The power of desire converged on the statue of the God of Light, and the divine power gradually became stronger.

As the sound of the piano became louder and everyone's desire became stronger and stronger, Owen suddenly raised his head, looked at Song Li with a cold smile, and quickly lowered his head again.

Song Li plucked his fingers, and with a clang, the string broke. Song Li didn't look flustered. After passing through this string, the divine power on his fingers was collected, and the broken string was automatically repaired.

It's just that the power of desire is too strong, which triggers the intensity of the sacrificial music. Song Li's fingers were not protected by divine power, and were slowly cut by the strings, leaving bright red blood drops. Visible bone.

Mo Ze couldn't help but wanted to rush up and pull Song Li down, but his reason told him that once the sacrificial music was interrupted, the God of Light did not appear, the culpability of the tsar, the culpability of Liu Lan, and the culpability of the people would all be counted on Song Li's head superior.

His eyes were cold and snakelike staring at the back of Owen's head, and the corners of his mouth were bloodthirsty. His feeling of being bullied was really because he was not good enough as a teacher.

Owen shrank his neck, knowing that Moze was behind him, but he didn't dare to look back. He tried his best to straighten his back and pretended to be praying seriously.

With the fall of the sacrificial music, the statue of the God of Light cast a dazzling light on those sincere people, and the tragic state of Song Li's fingers on the altar was also seen by everyone, who all exclaimed with worry in their eyes.

Looking at the young man's pale face, they all sweated for him, and they must last until the end of the sacrifice!

Song Li's hand has actually been repaired by the divine power bestowed by the God of Light. It is just an illusion created by Xiao Yan. The worse he is, the more these people love him, and the Tsar and Liu Lan will pay more attention to this. This matter, the mastermind behind the scenes, cannot escape.

As soon as the sacrificial music was over, Song Li lay down on the zither without strength, facing the people here, raised his head, and smiled to reveal the small dimples on his cheeks, which was cute and lovable.

The people of Xilin Kingdom felt the divine power bestowed by the God of Light, cheering and jumping, looking at Song Li with fiery eyes, "Song Li, Son of God!"

"This year's Son of God is too great, to be able to ask for so much divine power!"

"Son of God is mighty, Son of God Song Li is too great!"

"The Son of God is injured!"

"Dear Son of God, please accept my blessing and wish Son of God a speedy recovery."

"I wish Son of God a speedy recovery!"

"I wish Son of God a speedy recovery!"

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More and more blessings gathered on the statue of the God of Light, Liu Lan stopped to announce the next matter, looking at the thin body slowly standing up on the altar, his eyes were also full of encouragement.

Song Li smiled slightly, and the two small dimples made people feel sorry for him even more, "Thank you everyone, I'm fine, let's start other matters." After speaking, he hugged the qin in his bloody hands and got off the altar.

Only then did Liulan start the third step, the sacrificial dance.

The rest of the gods came to the stage together, dancing strange dances, accompanied by musical instruments, and gradually attracted divine power.

Under the altar, Mo Ze took Song Li's hand and smeared him with ointment bit by bit, while scolding, "The string is broken, you can distribute some of your divine power, there is no need to make your fingers like this."

The smile on the corner of Song Li's mouth remained unchanged, "This is more sincere."

The Tsar at the side nodded, and his impression of Song Li was even deeper.

"I just don't know why the teacher's strings are broken?" Song Li looked at Mo Ze in distress, frowning in disbelief, his pale face was full of disappointment, "Teacher, is it true that someone is trying to harm me?"

"Perhaps, it was also stolen, and the strings were broken, so it's not easy to let him go." After applying the medicine on him, Moze heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the wound scab, "Don't touch the water recently. , don’t scratch if it itches.”

"Understood, teacher." Song Li withdrew his hand, replied, and turned to look at the altar.

Moze sighed and looked towards the altar.

That was also stolen?Broken strings?The Tsar was thinking about this with his expression unchanged. Iss, who was standing behind him, said, "This morning the Qin was stolen, and the Son of God was almost unable to perform the sacrificial music. The strings of the piano broke just now. I think something is wrong."

The Tsar hummed, with thoughtful and murderous intent in his eyes. The person behind this trick is probably sincerely trying to destroy the sacrificial ceremony. If this kind of person is not caught, it may be a serious disaster.

The Tsar ordered, "Strictly investigate this matter thoroughly, and those who are suspected will be put in prison first."

"What about the people in the temple?" Isbi's blue eyes thought about it.

"Closed in the temple first, waiting to be found out." The tsar compromised his thoughts and said so.

"Yes." Yisi said yes, walked behind Song Li, whispered a few words in his ear, and left quickly.

Song Li had thoughtful eyes, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and looked with great interest at the sons of gods dancing the sacrificial dance on the stage.

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