Silent Crown Chapter 41: Your fault

　　 In the complicated alley, Ye Qingxuan ran wildly.

　　His body is almost good, but every time he steps, he feels a dull pain spreading from his bones. And... the breathing gradually became harder, the invisible **** appeared again, and the wind blew, and it became more concrete.

　　 When he lowered his head, he was cold all over by what he saw.

　　In the reflection of the water, there is a faint and vague shadow lying on his body, which entangled his throat and limbs, making him difficult. If you don't look carefully, you won't notice their existence at all.

　　 He wants to pull it off, but those things are intangible and hard to touch...

　　 "It's useless, this is an invisible ghost. The offspring of the dark mother, sucking on fear and flesh and blood parasites. Once you catch the prey, you will not give up."

　　 on his back, Bai Xi made a faint voice: "That person... is here to catch me..."

　　 Ye Qingxuan's complexion is ashen: "It's my fault."

　　 "It was your fault from the beginning."

　　Bai Xi trembled in pain, and his voice became hoarse: "between people...where is there any reason to help each other. You believe in those people, but those people will harm you."

　　 Ye Qingxuan could feel her pain, because blood poured out from under the cracked skin, seeping into his clothes, bringing sticky warmth.

　　 She was suppressing the pain, but her fingers were clenched and white, as if there was an angry blade whirling in her body, and her heart was cracking. So I was about to cry.

　　"Bai Xi, what's the matter with you?"

　　 Ye Qingxuan was stunned, her body temperature was abnormally high.

　　 "It hurts, can't you tell it."

　　 Bai Xi’s fingers twitched, and his voice trembled: "It’s all to blame...If you don’t save me, there won’t be so many things. Also, will you chat with people? I put it down, I don't want to talk to you anymore."

　　She paused, her choked voice became faint:

　　 "You let me go, I want to go home..."

　　 Ye Qingxuan was silent, panting and running.

　　For some reason, he suddenly remembered the look in Bai Xi's eyes that night--how much fear was hidden in that expression of confusion and hesitation?

　　"Bai Xi."

　　 Ye Qingxuan asked softly: "Actually you don't have a place to go back, right?"

　　 The girl was silent and did not speak.

　　 "Then stop saying such sad things." The boy lowered his head and said softly, "have you started a new life? Don't go back to the past."

　　 He seemed to be talking to Bai Xi, and he seemed to be whispering to himself.

　　 "Really?" Bai Xi asked softly.

　　 "Yes. I will definitely!"

　　 Ye Qingxuan gritted his teeth and finally saw something in the corner ahead... He had already figured out a way to get rid of the shadowy footsteps behind him.

　　"We only need..."

　　噗!

　　 There was a low crashing sound,

　　 A small shadow crashed into his body.

　　 The man rushed out from the corner and pierced something cold into his chest.

　　 Ye Qingxuan was stunned, he lowered his head and stared at the funny dwarf. The dwarf was holding a dagger in his hand, but the tip of the dagger sank into his chest, and a pool of blood flowed out.

　　 Strength seeped out with the blood, and he fell to his knees.

　　 Immediately afterwards, the dwarf lifted Bai Xi's hair, stretched out his arms and took out a pile of things to cover Bai Xi's face. It was a pile of gauze that smelled of pungent potion. The girl struggled hard, but weakened, and in the end, there was no more sound.

　　 "Hey! These two scumbags are really hard to deal with. Almost missed..." The dwarf grabbed Bai Xi limply in his hand, and swayed the fainted little girl, looking like a bear kid eager to destroy A doll.

　　 "Zaozi, move lightly!"

　　 The old woman walked out from the end of the alley, looked at Bai Xi's face, her eyes sullen: "Someone has spent a lot of money to ask for this little one. You can't afford it if you break it."

　　 The dwarf who was called the'矬子' was taken aback for a moment, and stretched out his hand to squeeze Bai Xi’s face, his eyes were full of **: "Don’t scare me, Emma, ​​such a good skin, only broken They won't find out at all, will they?"

　　 "The group of oriental people seem to be difficult to deal with. If you are not afraid of death, you can play your perverted games with her."

　　 "I don't care, after she tasted it once, she might not want to leave."

　　 Despite what he said, Wen Zi did not continue to be awkward, but swallowed and spit, and handed the little girl to Emma: "There is another one? What about that man?"

　　 "He?"

　　 Emma looked down at the boy in a pool of blood and sneered: "I'm dying anyway. Use the waste. Take it back as feed."

　　 "I don't have a big insurance, should I make up another knife?"

　　 "It's okay, they like to live..."

　　 In a pool of blood, the youth's will sinks into the darkness.

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　　In painful sleep, Ye Qingxuan felt that he had fallen into the abyss.

　　 seemed to have a brief moment, he fell asleep, experienced a long and short dream, dreaming of the past.

　　 This kind of sudden scene is like a memory and a dream, but it is far clearer than before.

　　 At that time, there was dirty snow in the sky, and he was as embarrassed as he is now. Curled up in the trash in the alley, exhaling the last heat, watching it curl away in the cold wind.

　　 Where is the snow? He forgot.

　　 He only remembered the color of Christmas fireworks rising from a distance, illuminating the stars. Countless people cheered in the distance to welcome the arrival of the new year.

　　 The fireworks are so good, they are fiery red, and when I look at them, the whole person seems to warm up. Perhaps it would not be a pity if he just died like this.

　　 He stared blankly at the snowflakes falling from the sky, melting in the mud. If he feels those indifferent gazes that swept away from him, he exhausted the last of his bones and stared back, fiercely.

　　 Until the end, those people are gone.

　　 "It's so pathetic."

　　 Those harsh words finally dissipated in the endless snow. In the silent night, he was left alone.

　　Vaguely, he heard the sound of small footsteps coming from a distance, and lightly stepped on the snow powder, making a faint noise. As if perceiving the noise in the alley, the dirty dog ​​stepped on the mud and stood at the entrance of the alley looking at him.

　　 Its long hair is covered with stains, and the original color and texture can hardly be seen. But in the layered dirt, the tan pupils were clear, reflecting the look of the little beggar's astonishment.

　　 It seems to have seen something noteworthy. It stood at the entrance of the alley, staring at his face intently, until after a long time, it approached silently, raised its dirty front paw, and pressed it against him. Shoulders.

　　 That dog is really ugly, with scars on his face that were bitten by something else, drooling at the corners of his mouth, and his sniffle with a sour smell.

　　 It got so close to be able to see the little beggar's face clearly, and there was nothing in his eyes, not like pity or sympathy. It's just that for some reason, being looked at by such eyes, he felt sad for no reason.

　　 "Look at what? Get out!"

　　 Ye Qingxuan yelled at it: "Don't look at me!"

　　 But tears flowed out unsuspectingly, and couldn't stop.

　　 The dog cracked its mouth, as if laughing.

　　 "Don't be afraid."

　　 It screamed softly, as it said. Licking the snow on his face, he shared his own temperature. As if finally found the same kind, it leaned on this beggar who was as embarrassed as himself, squinted comfortably, and fell asleep quietly without knowing when.

　　 Ye Qingxuan silently looked at the sleeping dog in his arms, and after a long time, gently hugged it.

　　 They are all the same.

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　　 is like a momentary trance, he opened his eyes from the groggy and coughed violently.

　　The confined space is full of stench.

　　 is like a basement somewhere.

　　The iron handcuffs handcuffed his left hand to an iron chain. Hanging on a deep well, the sound of rushing water came from the depths of the well, and the stench filled this narrow space.

　　 Fluorescent strains and dim oil lamps brought a little light, so that he could see the moss on the damp walls around him, and also the bronze medals inlaid in the corners. The bronze medal has been stained with rust, but the simple number is still faintly recognizable.

　　D-168-C.

　　 So he understood what place it was.

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　　This is the only river on the island of Avalon.

　　 Its body is the nest spider web hidden under the city of Avalon. The labyrinth formed by the continuous construction, transformation and abandonment of the Avalon sewer system during the three hundred years.

　　The sea water rushed into it from the other side, and then under the operation of pumps and machinery, it went directly under the palace, and then poured out violently from the intricate pipes in all directions.

　　 was clear when it came, and it was already doing a turbid flow when I left, and it was full of sewage, garbage, and rotting corpses.

　　 Someone named it ‘Thames’, because it is said that the Prince of Thames, who died a fascinating cause, drowned in it a hundred years ago.

　　 This dark river runs through almost the entire Avalon and is loved by gangs and killers because it is a river that will take away all troubles and traces, no matter how horrible the corpse or evidence of crime, As long as it is thrown into it, it will leave with those things forever.

　　 No one can find it again.

　　 When the dagger pierced his chest, Ye Qingxuan thought he was going to die. But maybe it's really like what he said, some people's lives are too humble, even God doesn't want to take them back.

　　 The dim light illuminates the hole in his chest, where a purse, thick and tough old cowhide, blocked Ye Qingxuan's fatal blow.

　　After the dagger passed through the cowhide~IndoMTL.com~ only a half-inch deep wound was left on his chest. The white wound was convulsed by the blisters, and there was no pain anymore. But there is still a cold pain spreading in my heart, and I can't stop it.

　　 "Damn it."

　　 Ye Qingxuan lowered his head and murmured softly.

　　 He can't remember how long ago he last said this sentence. It has been a long time since he scolded anyone. He always felt that swearing was just an expression of powerlessness. Those who had insulted him were repaid face to face by him. Those who were malicious towards him had to pay for their malice.

　　 But he really wants to curse now because he can't do anything.

　　 The girl he rescued was hurt in front of him, but he had no choice but to escape.

　　 "Damn!"

　　 There was dust falling into his eyes, a burst of heat and pain.

　　 It was your fault from the beginning.

　　 Bai Xi's voice rang again, as if in his heart, sighing with scars again and again: between people...Where is there any reason to help each other?

　　You believe in those people, but those people will harm you.

　　 "I'm sorry."

　　 Ye Qingxuan whispered softly, muttering to himself: "It turned out to be innocent, I was myself from beginning to end."

　　 He couldn't help but want to laugh, laugh at himself.

　　 In the silence, suddenly there was the sound of the iron gate pushing open. The rusty doorbolt rubbed, and the sound was high.

　　Someone is coming.