Silent Crown Chapter 44: Nightmare

　　Vaguely crying and screaming in the smoke.

　　 Ye Qingxuan suppressed the hallucinations and forced himself not to listen to those whispers that were becoming clearer and clearer in his ears.

　　 In the thick fog, he fumbled upward, staggering along the abandoned sewer. Sometimes, he opened an iron door and saw that there was no one inside. Then he pushed aside again and saw the distorted and crying faces.

　　 Then he opened one door after another, but never found the little girl who had been dropped by herself.

　　 Until the end, he climbed up the last step wearily, pushed open the last door with all his strength, and saw her sleeping face.

　　 "So you are here." He whispered softly.

　　 She was still asleep, she didn't wake up, as if she hadn't noticed it all.

　　 "It would be nice if you were always quiet."

　　 Ye Qingxuan squeezed her cheek, only at this time can she tell that she is a very cute little girl. The eyebrows are delicate, quiet, cute and beautiful, like a doll.

　　 Ye Qingxuan bent down and reached out to pick her up, but at that moment, his expression changed and he fell to his knees.

　　"You...little bastard."

　　 A dagger was pulled out of his back, and the voice was hoarse.

　　 Ye Qingxuan was stunned. Behind him, the red-eyed old woman was holding a dagger in her hand, her face twisted like home: "Do you know what you did?!"

　　 Ye Qingxuan knelt on the ground, reached out and touched it, and felt the blood red seeping out.

　　 Looking at her red eyes, Ye Qingxuan couldn't get up and wanted to laugh.

　　 "Didn't you tell me? People are always alive with so many misfortunes suddenly..."

　　He repeated the falsehood of the old woman, staring into her eyes, but his eyes were extremely sincere and mocking: "Sometimes, you have to be patient."

　　"Damn little bastard!"

　　 Emma whispered bitterly, biting her tongue to maintain her sanity.

　　 Thinking of the crazy group of men downstairs, her heart was dripping blood. She managed to save so many teams for so many years, and finally got a place in Xiacheng, but she didn't expect that all of them would fall into the gutter overnight.

　　 For the first time, she felt regretful, and still had difficulty riding a tiger.

　　 She wants to turn around and run away from here, but the greed in her heart is burning like fire-so much money, enough to drive anyone crazy.

　　 As long as the little girl is snatched back, she will never need to nest in this muddy puddle in Avalon again. She can go to Burgundy, to the Corsica Islands, or smuggle to the East, and spend her life drunk.

　　 The group of Orientals even promised to regain their youth and repair their aging body due to taboo surgery. Youth, returning to youth, is really a dream that can't be hoped for by injecting the blood of a young girl...

　　 "Go to hell!"

　　 She screamed hoarsely, and rushed forward in an instant.

　　 Ye Qingxuan rolled on the ground, but he didn't have any strength.

　　 This old woman who once seemed sad and lonely in her eyes finally revealed her true colors. Reveals the hideousness of using other people's lives to raise demons.

　　 Ye Qingxuan didn't expect her speed to be so fast, Ye Qingxuan tried his best to roll on the ground, and saw that the floor he was on had been completely pierced.

　　 In her hand, the sharp dagger shone coldly, which made people feel terrified.

　　 She was able to secure her position as the boss in Xiacheng, not just by relying on the demon she raised. After so long, many people have forgotten that from a prostitute to her current position, apart from her vicious heart, she also had a dagger.

　　 This is a killing technique honed out of human life, even if it is corroded by hallucinations, it is enough to kill this **** kid!

　　 Now, her eyes are bloodshot, and the vision has begun to erode his brain. So he stopped talking nonsense with this **** little **** and swung his knife forward.

　　 There were two knives in an instant, and people couldn't react quickly. Ye Qingxuan hurried back, but there was still a blood mark on his body.

　　 "Come on, little bastard, come on!"

　　 Ghost Mother's footsteps staggered, but her eyes were staring at Ye Qingxuan, and she pounced again. This time, in an instant, the dagger shed two wounds on Ye Qingxuan's arm, but the fatal knife aimed at the heart was inserted. Empty space.

　　 Behind her ears, the mottled hair lifted up in frenzy, revealing hidden gills!

　　 gills?

　　 Ye Qingxuan was stunned when he saw the organ that shouldn't belong to a human being.

　　 "What are you looking at?"

　　 The ghost mother madly put down her hair, like a rage, but in the hallucinations, she seemed to be extremely happy. She stroked the inhuman organs behind her ears, and smiled sharply, like a late night snack.

　　"This is a Siren transformation..."

　　 She whispered and remembered with difficulty: "In order to have power, I traded it with a life span of thirty years... I have power, and you all have to die! They are all dead, by the white-haired man The monster is killed, and the white-haired monster is also dead."

　　 She whispered something, her eyes locked on Ye Qingxuan, who was quietly retreating, and suddenly a hideous figure appeared: "You have to die too! You have to die like that monster!"

　　 This crazy old woman stepped on him, dagger down, and stabbed out!

　　 Ye Qingxuan exhausted his last strength and rolled, only to hear the muffled sound of the dagger sinking into the floor.

　　"Go to die, die, die, die!!!"

　　 Emma screamed, and she suddenly pulled her arm, and the dagger that had clearly pierced the floor cut out towards Ye Qingxuan!

　　 In the sour sound of the floor cracking, the wooden fork flew, and the dagger cut a huge gap in the floor, extending to Ye Qingxuan's throat. She was really crazy, as long as she could kill Ye Qingxuan, it didn't matter what she did.

　　 But the knife that must completely split his throat and floor into two stopped, and was firmly grasped by Ye Qingxuan's outstretched palm.

　　 In dizziness, Ye Qingxuan consciously grabbed her arm, but accidentally grabbed the blade, but even the blade must be grabbed! He stubbornly withstood the crosscut dagger.

　　 The cutting edge has been cut deeply into the flesh and blood, and the bone is visible.

　　The tragic pain spread from the wound, the fiery pain made the palm twitch, but Ye Qingxuan stared at the twisted face of the ghost mother, and his eyes suddenly realized: "Are you afraid?"

　　"You little bastard..."

　　 Emma's breathing became heavy, her mouth twisted with saliva, and a hoarse growl: "I'm going to tear your mouth!"

　　 She scratched Ye Qingxuan's face like she was mad, leaving bloodstains behind. But Ye Qingxuan's body stiffened, as if frozen in an instant.

　　 trembling pupils gradually spread.

　　 Ghost Mother was stunned, stopped her hand, and suddenly laughed, as if she had heard the best joke in the world!

　　"Hahahahaha! You were also pulled in!"

　　 She shrieked and laughed, so happy: "Your nightmare has begun!"

　　 On the ground, Ye Qingxuan was still stiff, his body twitching as if falling into an ice cave, shrinking into a ball. He was drawn into a nightmare by an invisible ghost.

　　 "Just suffocate in your nightmare!"

　　 Ghost Mother slowly stretched out her hand, pinched his neck, and tightened it.

　　 "There is no innocent place for you in this world!"

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　　 In the cries of countless hallucinations, Ye Qingxuan suddenly couldn't feel the bone pain in his palm, and the pain seemed to have been isolated.

　　 His consciousness was drawn into a black box, surrounded by countless cries.

　　 In the tingling of the brain, the memories hidden in the corner flooded again.

　　 In the thick fog, countless faces are swimming, and those faces that have been forgotten in the depths of memory have emerged. They stared at Ye Qingxuan, either sadly, or hideously, crying and cursing endlessly.

　　 "He is that traitor's child, kill him!"

　　 "Get out with this wild species, the Lancelot family has no such children!"

　　 "Don't be afraid, Xiaoyezi, don't be afraid... Dad is just leaving home temporarily."

　　 "Get out, there is no place for a beggar!"

　　 "Hey, that oriental bastard..."

　　 "Is your mother a prostitute-girl? I heard that wild species are like this."

　　 Those faces surrounded him, constantly ups and downs in the thick fog, making him suddenly realize...

　　 "Long time no see."

　　He looked around and said softly: "I almost forgot about you."

　　 Those crying and roaring burrowed into his heart, causing him to fall into a trance, almost forgetting that Emma was still pinching his neck. Asphyxiation pushed him bit by bit into the abyss of death.

　　 But the same, there is another kind of anger surging in my heart, as if it was triggered by a potion, it is swelling, swelling a hundredfold. The anger that was sleeping deep in the memory burst out along with the shadows. It was a flame that could not be extinguished, and once it was ignited, it would completely swallow people's reason.

　　 is like a certain voice deep in my heart goes mad, roaring hoarsely, screaming!

　　 The beast hidden in his heart slammed into the cage frantically, also tearing the heavy lock.

　　 once! twice! three times!

　　 Until the end, I was bruised all over! It roared in despair, dying...

　　 But the iron lock was finally touched, and a crack appeared.

　　 So the memory that was blocked in the deep memory, the pain that was forgotten in the pain, emerged.

　　 For an instant, he went through a long time and returned to the past.

　　 He seems to be lying there, but he can't feel his body.

　　 The icy sound of the scalpel colliding with the iron bed rang, and there was something dripping with the heartbeat.

　　 He stared blankly at the headlights hanging from the ceiling. The light of the headlights was dazzling and cold, shining on the fuzzy figures, and they were all shadowless.

　　What are those people doing?

　　He looked blankly, they surrounded him, holding a knife in his hand, and cut his body...

　　 Those people are wearing pure white clothes, even their faces are covered, leaving only cold eyes. But why cover your face? Everyone lives in this world, why choose to cover their faces?

　　What are you doing?

　　 What do you want to do to me...?

　　 stop! stop! Don't continue!

　　He felt the fear~IndoMTL.com~ But the blood stayed from his cut forehead and blindfolded his eyes.

　　 Something, inch by inch, inch by inch, nailed into the skull!

　　 "In this case, it's done..."

　　The people with their faces looked down at him, as if they were laughing softly. They looked down at him, their eyes indifferent and superior, and they cast their last pity, yet so high.

　　 "Can you be sure of everything?" A man with a cane asked beside him.

　　 "The operation has been successful, there is no other possibility."

　　 "Then prepare for memory cleaning."

　　The man glanced at him, his eyes cold and contemptuous: "After it's over, I will throw it to that woman and let them get out of Avalon. I don't want to remember this **** who will only bring shame."

　　 Ye Qingxuan stared at him, but couldn't see his face clearly.

　　The masked men lowered their heads again, smiling under their masks, reaching out to cover his eyes.

　　 He roared hard, struggling hard.

　　 But everything sank into the darkness again, even if he tried all he could.

　　Nameless anger and sadness erupted in his heart, and in this endless abyss of fear, he roared hard and stretched out his palm to the disappearing light at the top.