Silent Crown Chapter 126: Despicable and shameless
In the silence, the two were stiff in place, looking at the door that should have been closed, and glanced at each other.
Ye Qingxuan pondered for a moment, then turned around decisively and signaled Bai Xi to leave with him: This situation is too weird, so it's better not to take risks easily.
But Bai Xi didn't move, just pulled Ye Qingxuan's sleeve and shook his head.
Ye Qingxuan and Bai Xi looked at each other for a moment, and couldn't help but laugh bitterly: When did their courage not compare to a little girl?
Isn’t you really scared by the hunt a few days ago?
He sighed silently and made a few gestures, indicating that Bai Xi was ready to copy the guy at any time. He also silently activated the Nine Heavens Ring Pei, and when there was a discord in preparation, he grabbed Bai Xi Sayazi and ran away.
One is in charge of fighting and the other is in charge of running. The two people have a clear division of labor, but they seem to be subtly misplaced.
In the silence, the two walked silently, close to the open door: behind the door is a huge space.
Under the shining of several torches, a huge matrix was erected on the ground with alchemical consumables such as mercury, green gold, ancient silver, and gems.
It is a ring of resonance that needs to consume sky-high materials to lay out.
Right between the layers of complex music scores and notes, each node is inserted with a towering prayer flag, the prayer flags are painted with fine runes, and the figures of gods and Buddhas. The prayer flags are automatic without wind, exuding regular ether fluctuations, like alchemy equipment exclusive to a certain faction.
They are organically combined with the ring of resonance below to become one. A huge amount of ether flows on the material in it, accumulating power, and emitting a brilliant glow.
The glow illuminates the scriptures on the prayer flags, making it seem as if there are countless musical notes swimming in the void, making the entire underground space extremely sacred.
But in this sacred space. But there was a corpse whose throat had been cut.
Ye Qingxuan saw it and felt a little scared.
The corpse dressed up by the musician was originally responsible for guarding the musician who built the ceremony here, but now it has been invaded. He had his throat slit even before he could resist.
Blood is all over the floor.
In the silence, Bai Xi quietly pulled Ye Qingxuan's clothes corner. Pointing to the back of the resonance array...There, a shadow in a black robe knelt on the ground, swiftly and silently cracking the entire array.
When the originally self-contained ring of resonance is dismantled, external forces will not cause self-destruction, and all the materials in it can be swept away.
Including enough to make all musicians crazy... the saint's relics!
Perhaps because of his absolute confidence in his plan, he cracked the magic circle with full attention and disassembled the notes on it.
Across the etheric waves of the entire circle, he didn't notice the arrival of two people.
Ye Qingxuan looked at that figure. I always feel as if I have seen it there, very familiar.
In silence, Bai Xi took out the crossbow from his arms and made a gesture of cutting his throat, asking for his opinion: Cousin, you see his position is so punctual, do you want to give him a shot?
Ye Qingxuan's expression changed suddenly before he could answer.
In the silence, even the slight friction of the cloth was so clear that it shocked the figure and suddenly raised its head. Looked over.
The eyes are somber and sharp, like an ice cellar in the dark, with a chilling chill.
But after seeing Ye Qingxuan's dress clearly. He seemed to think of something, and there was a trace of astonishment in his eyes.
"...Holmes?"
In the darkness under the hood, he made a hoarse voice: "That black musician?"
Seeing those eyes and hearing that voice, Ye Qingxuan knew who he was and couldn't help sighing.
"I didn't expect to meet you here..."
He paused, his eyes slowly narrowed:
"——Your Excellency Professor."
After the circle, the professor slowly got up and sighed. It's like lamenting the arrangement of fate:
"With each other, revenge Mr. Evil Spirit."
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One is a criminal think tank in Xiacheng. One is a black musician who has risen to fame, neither of them thought of it. Actually would meet in this situation, in this cellar of Tianzhu people......
It's like an old friend met, and the two people looked at each other across the circle, "hushing cold and asking for warmth".
"I heard you were injured?"
Ye Qingxuan, holding on to his cane, asked in a leisurely manner: "Is it uncomfortable to be chased by someone? Without the help of a butcher, does it become a soft-footed shrimp?"
"Sorry, I let you down. The trash can't hurt me, but you..."
The professor seemed to laugh, and his voice mocked: "The trick in the rat club is not clever. After successfully playing with the minds of those idiots, it seems to make you very proud."
"The heart is so beautiful, no matter how many times it is explored, it is endlessly memorable."
Ye Qingxuan laughed dumbly, revealing an unsatisfactory meaning, staring at the professor's figure, and his eyes rose:
"If I have the opportunity, I would also like to explore where the limits of your professor are."
"Really? I also want to try to hunt down a black musician."
After the professor said, the two smiled at the same time, laughing as if they were met by confidants.
But the next moment, the professor violently violently, a silver flute slipped from his cuff, playing a faint and stern melody.
He did it!
Ye Qingxuan also started.
He stretched out his hand and pressed his cane on the resonance circle, gesticulating—hands? Okay, you are not afraid that I will burst the magic circle, we two will die together, or if we simply attract people from outside to besiege, just do it.
In an instant, the sound of the flute disappeared.
Under the hood, the professor's expression is ashen. He didn't put down the silver flute, just suppressed the melody imprinted in it.
"Despicable!" He squeezed a voice through his teeth.
"Shameless!"
Ye Qingxuan scolded back without guilt: "Aren't you the one who did it first? Are you embarrassed to scold me?"
He still holds the Nine Heavens Ring Pendant in his hand, eager to poke. The faint sound of the piano wafted on the Nine Heavens Ring, and it was only a line away from the resonance array filled with ether.
Seeing that he was about to poke, the professor's eyes became colder and colder:
"You better stop..."
Ye Qingxuan sneered: "Why didn't you let go first!"
The professor was silent for a while, and finally gave up the idea of working with this guy here, and coldly suggested: "I'll count one, two, three. Everyone put it together."
"Okay." Ye Qingxuan nodded.
In the silence, the two people looked at each other in silence, uttering in unison:
"One, two...three!"
At that moment. The professor suppressed the melody brewing in the silver flute, and Ye Qingxuan also retracted his cane at the same time.
Very good. Everyone is a person who abides by the rules, and no one broke their promise, which is good.
But then, the professor's eyes flashed with killing intent, and the stern melody played in the silver flute in his hand. He caught this brief gap and put this damned **** to death!
But he didn't expect that after Ye Qingxuan's walking stick was retracted, he would normally take the crossbow from the companion beside him. Then aimed at the magic circle.
Like a skilful assassin, he put his finger on the trigger and pressed it for half a point!
The next moment is a shocking explosion or your life-and-death fight.
But the movements of the two men stopped abruptly again.
The sound of the flute disappeared, and the fingers on the trigger of the crossbow were slowly released.
"..."
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Death silence, an awkward silence.
"Despicable!" This is the professor whispering coldly.
"Shameless!" Ye Qingxuan responded without hesitation.
"Indecent!" This is when Bai Xi finally found a chance to interrupt.
If there is a curse contest, then the score now must be 1:2!
"Yeah, I won!"
Ye Qingxuan and Bai Xi high-five in a tacit understanding, then blew a whistle, and were very happy.
I don't know why. The professor suddenly felt powerless... It was an insult to his own IQ to fight with these two lackeys.
"..."
The two sides still maintained a rigid confrontation and silence.
The professor finally broke the silence and said: "It's not a way to consume it like this. Pusupo may come back at any time."
"Yes."
Ye Qingxuan nodded appreciatively. There is no lack of mockery: "You are so reasonable, really convincing."
"How about letting go at the same time this time?"
Professor proposed.
Ye Qingxuan shook his head and clicked the magic circle between the two with his chin: "It's easy to let go. What about things? How to divide?"
The professor sighed: "First dismantle the magic circle... whoever dismantles it is the one who owns it."
"I agree."
Ye Qingxuan nodded politely: "I have a companion, and she will help me. Are you okay?"
The professor glanced at Bai Xi and nodded after realizing that she was just an apprentice.
"One, two...three!"
Just as the two people counted down in unison. Ye Qingxuan and Professor let go at the same time.
But at the same time, they raised their hands subconsciously. Finally, after sensing the other side's alert. Regretfully let go...
"This person must be a great enemy in the future."
For some reason, Ye Qingxuan and the professor had the same idea at the same time. I subconsciously wanted to do it, but after seeing the other party on guard, he sighed regretfully, and stepped back incomparably synchronously, indicating that he was not hostile.
Bai Xi couldn't help shaking his head as he looked at the entangled faces of the two of them:
"...you are so boring."
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When the two of them clearly discovered that the other party had complied with the agreement, and that they hadn't had a cell phone meeting, they gave up the idea of starting first.
Take the treasure first, otherwise it would be bad if you get the fisherman's profit.
It's just that the professor just cracked the magic circle on his side, and had no intention of helping Ye Qingxuan.
Sometimes he squinted and looked at Ye Qingxuan's methods, as if to judge the skill and level of this mysterious enemy...
At this time, Ye Qingxuan naturally can't be watched by this guy.
It's just breaking the magic circle, it's just reversing the steps of building the magic circle and rearranging it. If you use the interpretation method, it's easy... that's weird!
If Abraham, who has personally presided over the barrier of Requiem, came here, it would be easy to break the ring of resonance.
But Ye Qingxuan has been to school for more than a month, and he hasn't even finished reading the book! He can only reluctantly disassemble a single note, once a whole section is involved, he is completely blinded...
But it doesn't matter.
He does not have the skills here... but he has Bai Xi!
He looked back at Bai Xi: Cousin, it's time for you to play!
"Look at me!"
Bai Xi leaned forward with a look of excitement, rolled up his sleeves, and stretched out his index finger forward, pointing at a virtual point in front of him.
But right in front of the index finger, on the loop of resonance, all the ether of movement collapsed in an instant~IndoMTL.com~ Talent. Invite!
When it is in full swing, this is a terrible force that can create black areas and drive all ethers into frenzy. But when it is condensed on a fingertip, it can become a scalpel that cuts off all enchantments and etheric order!
Under the guidance of Hermes, she was able to simply control a trace of the terrible talent in her body a few days ago, without worrying about it losing herself at any time.
The little girl who was born to show off her great achievements to Ye Qingxuan at the first time, won the admiration and admiration of the teenager's eyes, and gained a strong self-esteem and satisfaction.
Furthermore, she never concealed and eliminated Hermes' teaching in the success factor without hesitation, and attributed it to her great talent.
So across the circle, the professor's eyes almost stared out of his sockets.
He rubbed his eyes, wondering if his brain was broken.
What the **** is this? ! (To be continued)