Rivals in Love [Quick Transmigration]

As soon as the sacrificial dance was over, the statue of the God of Light gave a wave of divine power, but it was far less than the divine power bestowed by Song Li when he played the sacrificial music.

Those people looked at Song Li even more fieryly. Looking at Song Li's thin appearance and his age, they knew that the child was indeed more favored by the God of Light, because he didn't have so many impurities in his heart.

Looking at the seven sons of God on the stage, his eyes were full of disappointment. If the son of Song Li was allowed to take the stage, how many blessings would be bestowed by the God of Light.

It's just that the procedure of the sacrificial ceremony has been passed down for several generations and cannot be changed easily, otherwise they must support the Son of Song Li to pray for blessings, so that they can have more divine power.

In the final analysis, it is all for oneself.

Owen and the others got off the stage, their foreheads were sweating from exhaustion, and they stood aside without much movement.

Liulan then started the next link, "Send the sacrificial offerings!"

Song Li originally thought that the sacrificial offerings were similar to food, but who knew that a few burly men carried a few disgraced people up to the altar.

"What is this... for?" Song Li looked at Mo Ze. Mo Ze's golden pupils shone slightly, and his eyelashes were thick and long. Even if he couldn't see his face unexpectedly, Song Li thought he must be very handsome.

"Sacrifice, these people are undead, undead who ate countless hearts." Mo Ze said coldly, raised his chin, and a pure smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"They're all undead? They're almost like people." Song Li looked at the undead in the hands of the burly man. When they opened their eyes, they had pale eyes and struggled desperately. It's a pity that their hands and feet were shackled and unable to struggle.

"Well, it's pretty much the same." Moze nodded, feeling a little strange in his heart, touched his pulse that didn't fluctuate, and smiled coldly.

"The undead are born, or they are transformed by people." Song Li murmured, the undead in the hands of the big man is really unsightly, and it would be too pitiful to be born as an undead.

But it would be too cruel to change from a human to an undead.

"It was changed by people." Moze replied, no one is born as an undead, except for dead babies, and dead babies are only a very small part.

"It's worthy of sympathy." Song Li said, then looked at the altar.

The burly man tied the undead to the altar, holding a flame like a will-o'-the-wisp in his hand, and waited for Liulan's order to burn the damned undead.

Those undead knew that the time of death was coming, and they struggled frantically, but they still couldn't escape their fate.

There was no expression in Liu Lan's eyes, and he waved his hand, "Sacrifice!"

The burly man pushed the undead away, and threw the flame like a will-o'-the-wisp in his hand. The fire was not ordinary fire, it directly enveloped the undead and burned it from the outside to the inside.

The breeze blew, and as the screams of the undead sounded, the sky was slowly covered with a layer of dark clouds.

There was worry in Liulan's eyes, and the wind was getting stronger and stronger, blowing her long hair into chaos, and also blowing off the fire and the iron chains on the undead.

Song Li looked at the strange wind, hugged Qin tightly, and looked at the waves on the stage.

"What's the matter, Mo Ze?" Song Li turned his head to look at Mo Ze, Mo Ze seemed to be in a trance, and suddenly looked back at Song Li.

"The undead are coming!" Before Moze could speak, the crowd shouted. In that area, there was a child whose heart had been stolen, and the joy from before was still frozen on his face.

Song Li looked there, his heart tightened suddenly, is this the undead?So ruthless, so relentless, such an undead who kills at will regardless of age?My heart was full of murderous thoughts.

"This is the undead." Song Li murmured, thanks to his previous sympathy, he didn't see the complex eyes of Mo Ze behind him.

The bodyguards beside the Tsar hurriedly protected the Tsar and the others. The Tsar showed killing intent, showing his killing intent, "Give me an order to kill these undead!"

The Liulan scepter on the altar emitted a golden light, instantly annihilating a sacrificial undead, chanting in his mouth, and with a wave of the scepter, all the undead on the altar were killed.

"We are protected by the gods. Take the knife in your hand and kill these hateful undead!" Liu Lan shouted, and the scepter gave off another golden light, killing a few of the undead mixed in the crowd.

The undead came menacingly, and the strong death energy of the undead came from a distance. Liu Lan held the scepter and looked solemnly at the leader of the undead who was slowly approaching. It turned out to be an existence similar to a magister!

"Protect His Majesty the Tsar, the guards obey orders, kill the undead, and disperse the people." Iss, who went back and forth, ordered with a solemn face, seeing the crowd of panic-stricken crowd running around, he had no choice but to hold Song Li back. arm.

"Play the calming song and let the people evacuate quickly." Yisibi's blue eyes were full of pleas and anxiety.

The leader of the undead had already fought against Liu Lan, and Liu Lan was obviously at a disadvantage. This realization made him restless.

Song Li nodded, "Iss, hurry up and help the high priest, the other party seems to be very strong!"

The undead leader carried a strong black death energy with every move, and moved towards Liu Lan's vitals. Liu Lan obviously could only protect himself, not fight back.

Yisi nodded, patted Song Li's head, turned around and flew up to the altar to help Liu Lan withhold the blow from the leader of the undead. Liu Lan reacted and hit the leader of the undead directly in the abdomen with a wave of the scepter.

Liulan looked at Yisi's concerned eyes, clenched the scepter uncomfortably, and asked while beating, "Why don't you protect your Son of God!"

"There is Moze." Iss smiled, and the two of them were able to deal with the undead leader more easily, but they also became more serious, neither wanting the other party to get hurt because of him.

After Iss left, Song Li immediately sat down cross-legged, and just as his hands touched the strings, someone grabbed his arm forcefully. Song Li looked up at Mo Ze who was squatting, "What are you doing?"

"Your hands won't hurt?" Moze grabbed him, looked at the persistence in his eyes, and slowly let go of his hand.

To others, Song Li looked like scabbed fingers, but he knew that his intact fingers were scratched when they touched the strings, and continued to play the soft music with divine power on the broken string. .

The melody has the effect of calming the nerves. Gradually, his body is filled with the light of divine power, which makes him very dazzling. The sound of his piano calms down the panic-stricken people, and they flee in an orderly manner. The sound of his piano is like a knife cutting The same cut the body of the undead.

Good for people, but bad for the undead.

Only the undead and the people from the palace and temple were left in the field. Those undead turned their attention to Song Li. It was this guy who caused their food to escape, and also caused them to be hurt, which is unforgivable.

Song Li was protected by some guards, and more and more undead piled up here. Song Li played the piano without batting an eyelid, emitting pale golden divine power from the strings, hitting the undead.

The undead was stained with divine power, screaming and disappearing into black air.

Yi Si and Liulan glanced at each other, seeing the relief in each other's eyes, and the undead leader instantly turned into two, one of them killed Song Li.

Song Li still didn't move. Mo Ze took a step forward and looked at the leader of the undead. The leader of the undead suddenly stopped and then retreated slowly.

After the undead disappeared, Song Li stopped, frowning in pain, his face pale as snow.

Mo Ze frowned and hugged his shoulders, reprimanded him, "I told you not to be brave, but you didn't listen."

"But there is a good result, isn't it?" Song Li frowned and looked at the wound on his hand. There were many marks on Bai Nen's hand, which only made people feel distressed.

The Tsar stepped forward and patted Song Li on the shoulder, and praised with a smile: "Sure enough, a hero is born as a boy. God Son Song Li is the great hero this time. I must reward you. Tell me, what do you want?"

After the tsar said these words, Owen's face immediately changed when he waited for the son of God. They didn't dare to think about the tsar's reward. It's not fair that such a child can get so many blessings!

Liulan glanced at Yisi, seeing him happy for Song Li, and walked to the side of the Tsar and the others, "The Tsar is right, Son of Song Li, if it wasn't for you, the people would be hurt this time, what do you think?" If you want, I can give it to you too!"

Assuming she was the one thanking Yisi, Liu Lan looked at Song Li's cute little face with a smile on his lips.

Mo Ze let go of Song Li's hand, took out the silk and satin to wipe the blood on Song Li's hands, and reapplied the medicine on him.

"Your Majesty the Tsar, High Priest, I can't think of what I'm missing right now, can I leave it for now?" Song Li pretended to be playful and looked at the Tsar and the High Priest.

The Tsar and Liulan looked at each other and laughed, "Yes."

Song Li saw the jealousy on Owen's face from the corner of his eyes, and sneered in his heart, saying that he was the Son of God, that he was the Son of God chosen by the God of Light, but they were all people with desires in their hearts.

Iss stepped forward to salute and said, "Your Majesty the Tsar, I found that too!"

The atmosphere suddenly froze, and the faces of the people in the temple showed anxiety. Owen lowered his head calmly, but Arthur's face was pale.

"Oh, who did it?" The tsar's voice was cold, and he looked around at the people around him. Anyone would be angry. It was the critical time to pray to the God of Light, and it disappeared. What did it mean? Some people don't want Xilin's country to be safe, and this is an enemy of the country.

"That was also found in the temple of God Son Lin Yase!" Isbi's blue eyes narrowed slightly, thinking about other doubts in her mind, but she didn't speak out to scare the snake away.

"Your Majesty the Tsar, it's not me, it's not me!" Yase looked at the bloodthirsty gaze cast by the Tsar, his heart turned cold, and he crawled to the ground, full of fear.

He didn't steal it, and he didn't steal it, it was gone when he went there, someone must have set him up!Yase looked at Song Li with anger in his eyes, pointed at Song Li and said, "Your Majesty the Tsar, High Priest, he must have framed me, Song Li must have framed me!"

"Presumptuous!" The Tsar kicked the man to the ground, his eyes were like looking at a dead man, "Put it in custody first, and try it later!"

Immediately after Liu Lan completed the sacrificial ceremony, Song Li was sent back to the temple by Yi Si.

Sitting in the carriage, Yisi looked at the wound on Song Li's hand with distress, "Son of God, I promised to take good care of myself, but I still ended up with injuries all over my body."

"I'm sorry, Yisi, for making you sad." Song Li looked at Yisi's distressed eyes, and sincerely apologized.

"Forget it, as long as you're fine." Iss rubbed the boy's hair, and the boy's cute smile made it impossible for him to reprimand him.

"Iss, between you and High Priest Liu Lan..." Song Li pointed his fingers, and did not say clearly, but Yiss understood.

The author has something to say: ps: Playing in the morning, I hit my face with a slap, poor man...