The Righteous Player(s)

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"We burn the powder and call for bitter blood."

"We burn the roses and call for the kiss of flavour..."

In the rhythmic chants performed by the Huskies playing "Annan Winter Winter", the hands of Winter are burning different spices in sequence during the seven-pointed ceremonies painted as seven-pointed stars.

As they burned, these scents circled together to form a strong and complex fragrance.

Thinking gradually became relaxed, and the sense of relief gradually calmed Shisanxiang. It was like a hot spring with petals or spices, the whole body gradually relaxed, and a strong sense of peace and sleepiness came to my heart.

The depression in his heart was quickly healed by this complex fragrance.

And this is not the unique feeling of "Dmitry".

Exhausting the last reason and looking up, the hands of Winter, who originally stood like ice sculptures and exuded the cold, have also become swayed. The whole body relaxed, and at the same time relaxed his vigilance.

Even the voice of "Annan Winter Winter" in the middle gradually became soft and weak.

After burning more than 40 kinds of spices, the green smoke hidden in the room should be strong enough to sting people's eyes, but the thirteen incense just felt "soft".

Yes, soft.

If Shisanxiang were to be used as a metaphor, it would feel like doing an essential oil spa...

The smoke in the entire room was so dense that it seemed to have formed a thick haze. And the chant of "Annan" echoed in the smoke, as if it had brought a misty echo, and it seemed full of sacredness.

Thus, the ceremony came to an end.

After igniting a rosy flame out of thin air in the brass brazier in the middle, "Annan" shed the last material, the snake, into it.

"We burn the snake and call for the skin of the undead..."

When the flame that had risen for nearly half a meter touched the snake, it suddenly "collapsed". As if the ice cream in the shape of a flame suddenly melted, the rosy flame turned into a colloid, broke and melted, and fell back into the basin.

At this moment, "Annan" raised his head, blinked at Dmitry, and handed over the silver ceremonial knife that had been singed on the rosy flame before.

...What is this going to do?

Shisanxiang was stunned after receiving the knife.

Are you asking me to cut my wrists?

But Huskies can't explain to him...

But this didn't let him get stuck here.

——After Shisanxiang took the ritual knife, and there was no movement for three seconds, Dmitry's body moved on its own.

Dmitry stepped forward and cut through the pads of his left thumb, index finger, and **** with a ritual knife, and dripped blood into the colloid.

The red, as magnificent as rose gum, was gradually soaked with these three drops of blood. Like dried blood, it gradually turned into a dry dark red...and a strong, unheard aroma came out from it.

The Hand of Winter walked up right next to him, healed Dmitri's wound with the spell of the idol school, and took him away from the ritual formation.

After everyone left the ceremonial array, "Annan" started the final chant.

"We respectfully invite the rotten husband again, and we respectfully invite the **** of corruption but not corruption, the **** of incense -"

With the chanting of the huskies, it reached the final moment.

The fragrant breath gushing from the copper basin becomes "observable with the naked eye".

The green smoke of burning spices turned into pure white smoke. It's like melting dry ice, filling the whole room with a feeling of fairy air.

After the CG was over, the body belonging to "Dmitri" suddenly trembled.

An unprovoked sense of excitement and fear surfaced in her heart, Shisanxiang couldn't help reaching out and covering her heart.

The next moment, it was like an illusion-and again like a ghost.

Obviously in the last moment, there was nothing beside "Annan".

But after the white smoke flowed, a figure appeared behind "Annan".

It was a man who was a head shorter than himself, but a head taller than Annan.

He was wearing a pure white silk robe, his skin was fair and healthy, and his feet were bare on the ground.

His upper half of his face was covered by a silver mask, and he wore an ivory crown with five pointed horns on his head. If you look closely, you will find that He has no hair at all. From behind the crown, there are two pieces of white veil more than one meter long, like ears like wings and hair, floating behind him without wind.

His whole body exudes a strong fragrance, so pure as to reflect the light of the moon-even if they are indoors or in the daytime, it will make people think so.

Even for the first time.

Even in the video recorded by the players before, the body of the rotten man is completely invisible...

But just as soon as he saw him, Shisanxiang immediately recognized his identity.

But "Annan", who seemed to be hugged by the arms spread out by the rotten man, had no idea behind him.

——His perception ability has been weakened to the limit by that fragrance.

His body slowly fell backwards, and fell weakly into the arms of the corrupt man.

...What's wrong with the husky?

Anxiety flashed in Shisanxiang's heart.

He couldn't help taking a step forward.

However, in the head raised by "Annan", the clever and cunning light belonging to the Husky became hollow. Like a doll that has lost his mind, his shoulders are gently supported by the corrupt husband.

That posture is reminiscent of marionettes.

"I thought you would rush up and ask me to let him go..."

After staring at Shisanxiang ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the rotten man chuckled and let go of the shoulders of the Husky who played "Annan".

After the Husky escaped from the rotten man's body, it took another four or five seconds before his pupils gradually recovered their focus.

Shisanxiang quickly caught him.

"What's wrong with me……"

The Husky made a fragmented, dry voice.

Because Shisanxiang was supporting him, he could clearly feel through his palm that "Annan"'s body was swinging violently...like a dog shaking violently when he heard the sound of firecrackers.

This should be the situation when a mortal is directly touched by a righteous **** who has no power to converge, and his body is immersed in a strong sense of fear.

It's like when a small animal is pressed by a tiger or lion under its feet-this is enough to frighten people to lose their minds and faint on the spot.

But the rotten man just smiled.

The mysterious smile still hung on the corner of his mouth.

Generally speaking, a smile makes people feel at ease and close. But the smile on the rotten man's face was not like that.

It is a smile that reminds people of a drawn bow and a loaded gun. As if pressing a button, it would easily take the lives of others.

"Disrespectful, Your Highness Dmitry, Your Highness Annan."

The rotten man spoke softly and made a soft voice that made people feel sticky: "I don't know what's the point of calling me here?"

His attitude is so respectful, even in the face of two genuine mortals who have not even set foot on the path of transcendence, he directly uses the honorific title.

"Make a bet, how about it."

Feeling that the Husky in his arms still failed to regain his ability to think, Shisanxiang had to come up on his own.

He looked at the rotten husband and said in a deep voice, "Use my royal blood... to make a bet with you."