House Witch

  Chapter 738 737. Guidance of the wind of true love

   Soon, Dorothy couldn't care less about her doubts, because the performance on the moon stage had officially started at this time.

  The beautiful and seductive voice of the Nine-Tails opera rang in her ears, and her beautiful singing made every word she sang seem to be able to go directly to the ears and penetrate into the hearts of the people, and then engraved into the depths of the soul.

  The minds of all the audience who heard this song will be caught in an instant, and then they will be addicted to it.

   On the stage, the distracting dancer also started to move, and her graceful dancing posture caught everyone's attention instantly with just one hand.

  Perhaps at the beginning you only paid attention to this lady's incomparably astringent figure, and looked casually with admiring eyes, but at this moment, when she moves, you can no longer look away.

  The beautiful dancing posture has charmed your mind, and the information and emotions that the dancer wants to convey through the dancing posture have already occupied your soul, and you will forget everything after that, and you will no longer pay attention to such boring questions as whether the figure is astringent or not, whether the actor is good-looking or not.

  When the singing and dancing are performed at the same time, the double charm brings unparalleled audio-visual enjoyment. In an instant, you will have a feeling that your soul is out of your body and you are directly on the stage, as if you yourself have really become a part of this plot and are experiencing that story for yourself.

  Real, real, or his real.

   "Tuigui, this is indeed a top superstar. This kind of mind control can kill people at any time, but in the end it's just used for performance. It's really hard to be a witch actress."

  Dorothy thought so in her heart.

  Even if she had experienced it once before from the memory of Senior Fanny, the experience separated by the memory is like a membrane, no matter how thin the membrane is, it still feels different after all.

  Besides, the performance that the senior sister watched was performed by other actors. Although they were also top stars, Dorothy felt that the acting skills of the two leading actors were not as superb as the two wives on stage.

   "If you think it looks good, then you still think about it, so you don't want to watch the show."

  At this moment, a tentacle hung from the hat above her head and knocked on the house witch's head, and then Dorothy's annoyed voice from Senior Sister Fanny rang out.

  Dorothy held her breath and concentrated, then let go of the immobility of the Bodhisattva state of mind, and voluntarily indulged in the illusion of singing and dancing.

   Well, although the two bigwigs performing on this stage are top-notch peak performers, what they are using is range charm after all, which is an AOE skill, not a one-on-one skill.

   This is quite a terrifying spiritual magic. It can only be said that the two wives are indeed the peak of the spiritual school. If they really have any malicious intentions in this way, then the souls of most of the audience may be easily harvested by them after this performance.

  Honestly speaking, this kind of feeling of completely entrusting one's life to others' hands is very bad. Under normal circumstances, Dorothy would definitely not dare to play like this casually.

   But it doesn’t matter now, after all, she is a errand, and not everyone can move her soul. If someone tries to move her soul, then be prepared for the blade of the scythe to be broken by a stone.

   Besides, what about the future fourth king hanging above his head?

  Although senior sister Fanny is a bit embarrassing in other fields, she can stand up in this field that is linked to illusions and dreams.

  So, Dorothy put down her guard with peace of mind, stopped resisting, and even actively catered to the charm ability of the two wives, sinking her spiritual will into the illusion of the stage.

   In a trance, the world was spinning, and when the house witch opened her eyes again, she was already in another environment.

   "Eh, it's amazing, it feels like I've traveled through time again."

   This strange feeling reminded Dorothy of the previous Witch's Night experience.

  The fantasy of Witch's Night is very close to the present feeling. It is almost the same as the reality. The ultimate sense of reality makes it impossible to distinguish between reality and fantasy.

   It's just that this viewing angle is not as free as Witch's Night after all. At least now Dorothy can only control her thoughts, but not her body.

   Well, this is an audience perspective similar to that of Phantom, allowing the audience to bring into the protagonist, watch from the first perspective, and experience the unfolding of the story.

   It’s just that shooting ghosts is time-consuming and labor-intensive, requiring professional actors, professional photography, and the layout of various scenes.

  But this kind of song and dance drama doesn’t need anything. The actors can create an effect comparable to the big production Phantom just by relying on their own ability and acting skills.

   Even beyond.

  Dorothy has just filmed Phantom, and she is a bit knowledgeable. A normal Phantom can provide the audience with only a few experience characters. Except for a few protagonists, the rest are from the perspective of a few important supporting roles.

  And now, in this stage illusion, the house witch has a feeling that she seems to be able to transform into everything.

   Just like now, the character she is possessed by came to the window and looked at the scenery outside the window.

  Dorothy shared this person's vision, so the magnificent city view outside the window was unobstructed.

   Ah, that light, ah, this water, ah, those long legs

  Outside the window, there is just a street downstairs. A tall, beautiful young lady in cool clothes walked by gracefully with her long legs, and she was holding a dog in her hand.

  The unknown character possessed by the house witch is very understanding, and her vision has been locked on the young lady's legs.

  Wow, that black silk.

   "Comrade."

  Dorothy silently praised her possessed object, and then her mind moved, and then her vision changed.

  And this time, the first thing that catches the eye is the two round and straight black silk long legs.

   Really close, close enough to touch the tongue.

  Don't ask why it's not a hand, because the house witch is just a dog at this time.

   Well, it’s the one that the long-legged lady is skating.

   Not to mention, after being a human for a long time, I suddenly experienced the dog's perspective. It was unexpectedly novel and interesting, especially the beautiful scenery when the young lady bent down to tease the dog.

  Wow, so the dog is so happy?

  The dog had an idiotic smile on its face, but it soon returned to normal. However, in the sky, an eagle that happened to pass by at this time stiffened its wings and almost fell off. Fortunately, it quickly stabilized its body in time, and then spread its wings again, flying past the long-legged lady and the happy dog.

   "Good guy, you can really move around freely."

  Dorothy, who has transformed into this bald eagle, thought in surprise.

  She found that she seemed to have a different degree of freedom every time she changed a possessed role.

  For example, at the beginning, it was completely immobile, but after turning into a dog, it can show expressions, and now this eagle that can be almost completely manipulated, each character seems to have different degrees of freedom after being possessed.

   It's just that I don't know what the rules for the degree of freedom are.

   Dorothy Hawk was circling in the sky while thinking in her heart.

  For her who is a dragon witch and already has dragon wings, it is not difficult to control the wings to maintain flight.

  She lowered her head and looked at the window on the roof below, wanting to see who she possessed at the beginning.

   It’s just that it’s okay if you don’t look at it, but when you look at it, she was so scared that she almost forgot to flap her wings, and the plane crashed again.

   "Turtle, Artie, bah, it's Lord Demon King."

  Although the black-haired girl standing at the window is a bit different from the evil little loli in Dorothy's memory, but after all, the female college student has changed a bit, and some changes are normal, but the facial outline and facial features still make the house witch recognize the girl's identity at a glance.

   That is the Demon King himself when he was a girl.

   Damn, it turns out that the initial perspective at the beginning is really the perspective of the protagonist.

   At this time, Dorothy looked at the long-legged sister who was walking the dog again. This time, she did not look at the legs, but at the face.

  Ji, this is the ancestor of Wen Wen's big-billed crow, the sage of lies, Hermes.

   All right, this is a stage play with a script after all, this scene is probably the first time the two protagonists meet, even though the two protagonists don’t know each other at this time, let alone know that they will become good girlfriends who love and kill each other.

   This is destiny.

  Dorothy Eagle was hovering in the sky. Looking at the two big men who had never met before, she felt a lot of emotion in her heart, inexplicably throbbing with the power of fate.

   This scene is certainly a script arrangement, but does this scene also exist in real history? And that's not a script, or that script is called "Destiny".

   While the house witch was feeling emotional, the plot below finally started.

  The devil girl by the window sill seemed to be writing a letter just now, and the letter she had written happened to be placed on the window sill at hand, and at this moment, a gust of wind came from nowhere, and the letter just fell from the window sill just like that, and then kept spinning like this, and finally landed precisely at the feet of Hermes, who was teasing the dog.

  The dog lowered its head and sniffed the letter, then obediently picked up the letter and handed it to its owner.

   For this scene, Dorothy the Eagle in the sky was silent.

   Then the eagle stretched out its wings and touched its own head, feeling like vomiting.

  Although this action directly caused the whole eagle to almost fall to death for the third time.

  Thanks to the fact that the role of the eagle is irrelevant, it seems that no matter how it shows off, the protagonists below completely ignore her actions, otherwise, maybe the eyes of the two big shots should have looked directly at her at this time.

   After all, everyone is a witch, a witch who possesses the mighty power of magic and is revered by mortals as gods.

   Please, this is a girl demon king. What kind of evil wind does it take to blow her letter away from her hand, and even if it is really blown away by the wind, can't it be captured by a mage? Don't tell me that the majestic girl demon king can't even do this.

  If it was a mortal script, Dorothy thought the plot was quite reasonable, but who told this to be a witch script?

  So, this paragraph is nonsense.

   Unless the girl devil did it on purpose, she was just fishing.

  So thought Dorothy.

  But thinking about it in this way, the house witch suddenly felt that the plot seemed reasonable again. After all, based on her understanding of Artie, this bad thing might really be fishing.

  So, she quickly escaped from the eagle's body, and then switched back to the perspective of the girl demon king.

  After all, she remembers that Phantom can let the audience experience the mood and thoughts of the protagonist, so this higher-level musical should be fine.

  Well, she wants to see if Artie is really fishing.

   And when she really switched to the girl devil, a message suddenly emerged from her heart, which was exactly what the girl devil was thinking at this time.

   "Fate, please send this letter that condenses my heart to her master."

  Dorothy read the content of this message, and then fell into silence.

   ah this

  She guessed half right, it was indeed the intention of the girl demon king, otherwise the inexplicable evil wind could not have taken the letter from her hand.

  But she also wronged the Lord Demon King. He is really not fishing maliciously this time, this is entirely the sincere wish of the girl's heart, okay?

  Really, if this were a different protagonist, Dorothy would be really touched at this time, and she would feel the beauty of youth, and the feelings of a girl are always poetry or something.

   But who told this to be Artie? Dorothy would only lament whose unlucky child was so unlucky to be taken by such bad things.

   Scary? This is really scary.

   It can be seen that the girl demon king at this stage has not yet emerged, and her magic is still immature, far from the majesty of the later witch king. However, the talent of the most powerful genius in the witch world before her Dorothy has begun to show a little bit.

   After all, the magic of delivering the letter just now is not simple.

  Others may not know the special nature of the Yaofeng delivery just now, but as a master of spells, Miss Forest Witch recognized it at a glance.

   This spell is one of the pre-curses of the twelve-ring curse—Cupid’s Arrow, and it is also one of the most difficult spells to learn among the nine-ring spells of the prophecy system. Many witches have even mastered other prophecy-type spells, but they may not be able to learn this nine-ring spell.

  There are two difficulties in learning this spell, one is that you must have a heart of true love, and the other is that you must have a good enough destiny talent.

  Oh, Dorothy doesn't have any of these two conditions, so this is also a curse that Miss Forest Witch hates so much.

   Now, the young demon king is estimated to be sixteen or seventeen years old, about the same age as Dorothy, but she has already mastered this difficult spell.

  The degree of genius is evident.

  Although Miss Demon King's spell still failed.

  Hmph, a rookie who failed to cast a spell.

  The otaku witch, who couldn't even learn how to learn, snorted coldly in her heart, and then thought so.

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  (end of this chapter)