moon shot plan

"It's you?" An Ran recognized, this is the boy who sang on stage before, but why did he come here?

An Ran looked at him warily: "What's the matter?"

The black and thin boy lowered his head and said in a hoarse voice: "They asked me to come to you... You are all candidates for the king's servant, and you must stay in the Rose Palace over there for the next three days. He stretched out his thin fingers and pointed to a building with a steeple to the west.

"They? Is it that group of people just now?" An Ran looked at Xiao Yi, who nodded slightly, and then said to the boy, "Thank you, are you a servant here? Why are you walking around in the rose garden? "

"I'm not!" The young man retorted subconsciously. As soon as the words came out, he paused again, and finally shook his head feebly, and explained dryly: "My name is Luo Luo."

"Luo Luo?" Xiaoyi frowned, suddenly thought of something, pointed at him and asked, "Aren't you the very talented young man they mentioned before? I have always regarded you as a strong competitor. But I just heard them say..."

Xiaoyi paused for a moment and didn't say the rest of the words, but Luo Luo had already understood what she meant, and his face suddenly lost all color. Before they could say anything, Luo Luo bowed to the two in a panic. bowed, then turned and fled.

"It turns out that his voice is really broken. I didn't believe it when they said it before, but when I heard it today, it really is." Xiaoyi looked at his back in a hurry and shook her head helplessly: "It's a pity , but with one less competitor, I will have a better chance of winning, don't you think?" She turned her head and glanced at An Ran, the meaning in her eyes was self-evident.

"Do you really want to gain the magic of lust?" An Ran looked at the raging fire in her eyes, and knew her fighting spirit to win at this time, but he still didn't quite understand why Xiao Yi came from the real world and loves music , and the young girl who became friends with Alan, will she really become a lustful demon king because of the corruption of power?

"Why are you looking at me with that look? Didn't you also sign up for the ball to select the king's servant? No one is more noble than anyone else." Xiaoyi snorted coldly.

"I'm not the same as you. I didn't know it at all. Who knew that I was on that stage just after being teleported? And I was inexplicably selected..." An Ran sighed: "I really... want to participate People who don’t want to participate can’t participate, and those who don’t want to participate must still participate.”

"Who are you talking about?" Xiaoyi squinted her eyes: "It's not about the little black boy just now, is it?"

"It's him. Although his voice is not very pleasant, it should be ruined the day after tomorrow. Besides, he is really accomplished in music. If His Majesty the Demon King really just wants to choose a person who is proficient in rhythm, why not Give him a chance." An Ran said.

"Don't be ridiculous, do you really think the guy in Baicheng is a literary youth? He doesn't really like music, he just wants to miss someone with his singing..." Xiaoyi said, her voice gradually lowered Going down, she raised her head and glanced at An Ran lightly, and continued: "He still doesn't believe that that person is dead, and I don't believe it either... I always feel that His Royal Highness Santa Ana has given him a new life..."

"By 'rebirth' you mean to bring his consciousness to the blood moon world, and then make him resurrect as an ordinary person?" An Ran asked with a frown.

"Yes, I think that should be the case. After Alanyo was assassinated, his body was taken to Church Town for burial, buried under the statue of the Virgin. We fully expected that the Virgin would change her temperament as set in the plot, Launched a crazy revenge on the devil, but strangely, this time she didn't..."

"And what makes me even more certain is that when the Blood Moon game launched its first mutation, I asked my teammate Ling Xu to go to Church Town to find the scattered souls of the Son of God, because according to my father's game settings, in addition to killing all Demon king, apart from collecting all the sources of magic power, the only way to end the game is to sacrifice a pure and holy soul—"

"Because in the game's setting, the Virgin will eventually fall because of the loss of her beloved son, so in the entire game background, the only person who meets this condition is the son of God Alan Yue. Only by sacrificing his soul can the game be stopped." Consciousness is rampant."

An Ran frowned, and looked directly into Xiao Yi's eyes: "Then did he find it?"

"No, of course not." Xiao Yi shook her head lightly: "He got nothing in Church Town."

"You just said that there is another way to end the game, and that is to collect all the sources of magic power...why not use this method?" An Ran asked.

"Because obviously, this method is much more troublesome." Xiaoyi smiled: "The seven sources of magic power were originally in the hands of the devil king in Baicheng, but since the Blood Moon game showed signs of collapse, the seven sources of magic power began to Separation, those acquired demon kings are not easy to deal with, they will give everything for their own power, unless it is absolutely necessary, I will not challenge this hard mode."

"Then what if you become one of the demon kings?" An Ran tried to ask: "If you really obtained the magic source of lust... Let me ask, when you have such power over others, would you still want to go out? ?”

"Will you just build a new kingdom among these roses and thorns, and then sit on one side, forget everything outside, and only think about expanding your own territory?"

Xiaoyi froze for a moment when she heard the words, her flickering eyes slowly moved to An Ran's face, and looked at him calmly——

"Same question, I'll leave it to you now."

"If you possess such magic power...will you forget the outside world?"

"I..." An Ran frowned, her eyes shifted, and Xiao Yi said again: "I think our answer is the same, no matter how glorious and powerful that power sounds, it will not be ours. The ultimate pursuit."

"Because we come from the outside world, we are real human beings...not those npcs who awakened later, I think no matter when, I will never forget those real 'real' for us."

"I want the magic power of lust only because it can help me protect myself." After Xiaoyi finished speaking, she smiled faintly. She turned her head to look at An Ran, and suddenly said pointedly: "Originally, I was interested in this The next dance is pretty sure, but seeing you suddenly, I'm a little uncertain."

"Are you worried that I will steal your limelight? Relax, my singing is terrible, His Majesty the Demon King will definitely not like it." An Ran said casually.

"That's not necessarily true. As far as I know, His Majesty the Demon King's taste is somewhat unique...Maybe you are the voice that haunts him." Xiaoyi blinked her eyes, and while he was on the spot with a complicated expression, she patted He patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "Let's go, those people should be waiting."

An Ran and Xiao Yi rushed to the Rose Palace that Luo Luo pointed out to them before, and they found that many people had already gathered inside. Some of them were candidates for the same competition, and the rest were servants who waited on them. Although there were many people, most of them were just cannon fodder. Everyone knew in their hearts that Wang Shi would only be born between Xiao Yi and An Ran.

And among the two, compared to Xiao Yi who was really powerful and famous, An Ran who suddenly appeared and was inexplicably selected by the Demon King was more eye-catching.

"My lord, what kind of music are you good at?" An old musician with white beard and hair and wearing a black cassock spread out a sheet music in front of An Ran, motioning him to choose one from it.

"Don't call me an adult, just call me An Ran..." As a person with no musical talent, it is really troublesome to be forced to practice vocal music at a very old age, and this is not the decision of the Lust Demon King. What's the point of competing with each other for talent, if you can't compete with real swords and guns!

The more An Ran thought about it, the angrier she became, and suddenly she felt that Xiao Yi was right in calling that middle school boy.

"Master An Ran? Is there any one you selected?" The old music official asked again, pulling An Ran's sense of fugue back.

"Ah? That...Actually, I'm not very familiar with these songs, or..." An Ran smiled awkwardly, and just about to send him away, who would have thought that he would take out three or four more notebooks and spread them out on the On the table: "Your Majesty, there are many more here, please choose one."

"Eh..." An Ran had to flip through it, but sadly found that he couldn't even understand the score, and the specific words in the game were like ghostly symbols to him, and he couldn't understand it even more.

"That..." An Ran scratched her head, gave the old music official a guilty look, and changed the subject: "Hey, by the way, why are you all wearing teaching robes? Are you afraid that His Majesty will be angry?"

"Teaching robe? This is not a teaching robe." The old music official touched his clothes and sighed: "This is a mourning dress."

"Mourning clothes? I'm sorry... did something happen here?" An Ran thought she had said something wrong.

"My lord, don't worry, we are actually mourning for His Highness Son of God... There are three days left, and His Highness has been dead for three full months." The old music official said, lowered his eyes, and sighed: "It was our private affair at first. behavior, but soon His Majesty the Demon King acquiesced."

"Mourning..." An Ran thought of something else: Is it really good to have a talent competition dance during the mourning period?

"His Royal Highness liked to sing very much before his death. He said that it would make him feel good and forget all his troubles. So I think, if His Highness can see this dance, he should be very happy." The old music official said with emotion: " We were in charge of teaching His Highness vocal music back then, but unfortunately our level was limited, which has always restricted His Highness's further development. It was not until Lord Xie came that His Highness began to make real progress. We can see His Highness happy, and we-"

He wanted to continue, but was suddenly interrupted by An Ran: "Master Xie? Who is this?"

"My lord Xie Yi, she is a singing master from a distant country. She has an angelic singing voice and theoretical knowledge that we have never heard of. She is the only musician who can truly inspire His Highness."

...!

Solution, solution art?

An Ran suddenly remembered, as if Dorothy had mentioned it when she introduced the basic situation of the game to him at the very beginning, the chief researcher's surname was Xie, and his daughter's name was Xiao Yi, so it turned out to be...

Xie Yi!

Xie Yi?

No wonder Ling Xu, the son of the false god, was also called Xie Yi when he was in the hometown of gods!

Is there such a coincidence in this world?

Xie Yi said that he didn't invade anyone's body, but only occupied the ID number 001, and this game ID corresponds to Researcher Xie's daughter 'Xie Yi'...

No wonder Xiaoyi would appear when I called Xie Yi's name in the rose garden before, and said something like 'I know you very well, don't call me by that name'.

...Why did Xiaoyi give Xie Yi her game ID?

She clearly said that no matter when, the power in the game is not her ultimate goal. She wants the source of lust only because she wants to use it to protect herself...

Did something happen in between that made her change her mind?

And Xie Yi in this time and space, who is he?

He had to ask them to find out!

An Ran stood up, said: "I'm going out to get some air." Then she left her residence.He asked people everywhere about Xiaoyi's residence, but he didn't know if someone among them was deliberately teasing him. He followed the direction pointed by those people to find it, and as he walked, he found that there were fewer and fewer people around him, and the buildings were getting smaller and smaller. dilapidated.

It was getting late, and he finally came to a ruined wall. Of course, the much-anticipated Miss Rose, Xiaoyi, could not live in such a place. An Ran sighed, and had to admit that he had found the wrong place completely, and It's too late now, if he wants to find Xiaoyi, he can only plan tomorrow.

An Ran was about to leave, but suddenly he keenly caught a crackling sound, which sounded like someone stepped on the withered grass. He paused, and glanced at the place where the sound came from, only to find that there was a sound in the grass. There were two black shadows swaying, and when he was hesitating whether to take a look, there was a "woo-woo" sound and a strong struggle sound in the grass...

This is--

"Help!"