Silent Crown Chapter 129: Who is the most annoying person

In the myth of Tianzhu, the demon fighting against the gods built three metal cities of gold, silver, and black iron, and smelted them into one body, with irresistible power and unspeakable terrifying image.

The madness of the monsters aroused the anger of the gods, and the gods opened their bows and shot three arrows towards the three cities. Where the arrow fell, the gold rusted, the silver turned to gray, the black iron melted... the fire of destruction burned all the demons. The **** of heaven stared coldly at the earth and burned into colored glaze, and finally extinguished the fire of destruction that he had descended.

This sentence is the last language left by the **** of destruction.

This shows the power of Lei Di Indra's Eye, it seems that it is really a treasure of change!

Thinking of this, Ye Qingxuan's hand holding the Eye of Indra tightened a bit, and he didn't notice a cold smile from the corner of Pusu Po's mouth.

"I will try first, who knows if you are framing me?"

Sure enough, as he expected, Ye Qingxuan held the eyes of Indra and chanted secret words.

"——Don't turn the Three Realms into ashes!"

As soon as the Tianzhu language of interrogation and curving teeth uttered from Ye Qingxuan's throat, Ye Qingxuan only felt a numb in his hand, and Indra's eyes suddenly released a fiery thunder light.

It was as if layers of dust were blown away, and the ball that felt like a stone carving suddenly burst into a gap, and the gap was filled with violent light.

The skin of the stone gradually peeled off, revealing the gem-like material in it, among the gems, gleaming with eternal thunder and lightning.

The faint thunder sounded from the gems, and Ye Qingxuan only felt a flower in front of him. In its induction, a huge amount of ether gathered from all directions and plunged into his own control.

After that, it was like a herd of wild horses out of control. Extracting Ye Qingxuan's energy angrily, he actually activated it on his own.

Countless silver spots of light emerged from all directions on the boy's body.

In an instant, Ye Qingxuan felt it. The whole world seems to be gone. Only the black and white bred in the ether are left.

As if the end of the world, the fresh air that rose to the sky at the place where it was opened fell. The foul air that sank under the nine places rose.

At this moment, those two unspoken powers merged in the same place, rubbing and colliding with each other, inflaming a destructive electric light.

"It, it started on its own..."

In the light spot, Ye Qingxuan's expression suddenly panicked, and he wanted to control the movement that was far beyond his limit.

But there is nothing he can do.

The palm of the hand holding Indra's Eye suddenly shook, and a thick blood flowed into the gemstone. Ye Qingxuan's expression became more and more alarmed: "Help me! God, it is drawing my blood... With such a powerful force, I am about to..."

Bai Xi was taken aback. Subconsciously stretched out his hand to **** the **** thing from Ye Qingxuan's hand, forgetting that the thunder light entwined on it would turn himself into coke.

Kopu Supo laughed out loud,

"Ahahaha, Holmes, go to hell!"

The drum beat again, he manipulated the ether and turned into a phantom of King Ming in the air. King Ming suddenly opened his eyes, showing his anger!

He said so much just now, just to persuade Holmes to recite this secret phrase.

The secret is that there is nothing wrong with this sentence. But not everyone can use the power of Indra's Eye! That is the ruined holy artifact that summoned the power of Lei Di!

Otherwise, he would not use this saint's relic as a medium for calling the Holy Spirit.

Thunder of Destruction is very powerful, yes, but even the resonance-level musicians are not paying attention. Can't control that powerful force. As long as there is a moment of relaxation, the Thunder of God's Fury will turn the musician himself into coke first.

The current Sherlock Holmes has been dragged down by its power, as if standing on the edge of a cliff. He doesn't need to fight this **** black musician, just push him gently... he will fall into the bottomless abyss.

"Do you feel the price of greed?"

Psu Po laughed, and controlled the Ming Wang Xuying to take a headshot towards Ye Qingxuan: "You will die in the thunder of greed that you can't control!"

In an instant, King Ming was on top!

"Haha."

Someone sneered.

At that moment, Po Supo was stunned. He saw that after King Ming's opened fingers, the dark musician wearing a deerstalker slowly raised his head, his eyes full of ridicule and sarcasm.

He is smiling. Lips opened and closed: "...lied to you."

The next moment, he opened his five fingers. The red jewel embedded in the palm of the hand lights up, bursting into a rainbow of destruction!

The wild current turned into a dragon. A long distance was crossed in an instant, the night was cut through, and an unparalleled prestige was released.

In an instant, the electric light shredded the shadow of King Ming and fell on Pu Supo, swallowing him all over.

Only a terrible scream was heard, and the charred Pu Supo twitched and fell to the ground. The originally sacred white hair and long beard were all anxious, the skin was broken, and the whole body was paralyzed.

Ye Qingxuan walked over slowly, looking down at him.

"Why?"

Psupo made a difficult voice, her eyes blank: "Why...you can control..."

"Yes? Why."

The young man shrugged and slowly filled the Indra's Eye into the groove that emerged on the cane. With a snap, the gems settled on the Nine Heavens Ring.

Undoubtedly, starting today, this thing will be named Ye.

Ye Qingxuan bet that Pusupo, this guy, never thought that there are musical instruments in the world that can even control the precision of Indra's Thunder.

And that instrument is still in his own hands.

As early as Pusupo said that he would give the Eye of Indra to him, he knew what medicine was sold in this **** gourd.

Originally, he was afraid of Pusupo chasing and killing him, planning to cut the flesh cruelly, throwing Indra's eye in the opposite direction, and then he and Bai Xi jumped into the sewer and escaped...It was not the first time anyway.

Unexpectedly, this **** would be smart. Not only was he chased out without even bringing his own instrument, but he was not even prepared for defense, and was struck dying by a thunder and lightning.

Seeing that Ye Qingxuan was unscathed, Pu Supo's eyes were full of unwillingness and anger. If it weren't for severe injuries, he would even kill the bastard.

"I, I'm not reconciled!" he murmured hoarsely. Roar: "I'm not reconciled! That should have been mine!"

"En." Ye Qingxuan sneered: "I shouldn't have been chased by you somehow.

If everything in this world develops according to what it should be, wouldn't there be no market for regret medicine? "

"By the way, are you a monk?"

Speaking. He put his cane on Pusupo's head: "After violating the creed of asceticism and sect, have you ever lost the evil karma you created?"

Psupo was taken aback. The eyes were full of despair: "Don't kill me! I will give you the secrets of our school. I have six chapters of "Maha Bharata" music score, all for you!

Don't you want holy things? There is still Indra's right eye in my uncle's place. I will write to you to cheat and give it to you! "

"Haha."

Ye Qingxuan just smiled and didn't hear: "Since you have the theory of six reincarnations, then try to be a good person in the next life."

Psu Po was waiting to say something, but her voice stopped abruptly.

A whining melody sounded. It rang in his ears.

The desperate, manic, insanely sharp melody occupied his mind, like a black river.

"Evil fruit! Evil fruit! Evil fruit!"

In his ears, there seemed to be an Asura in **** cheering. In my memory, the wailing of those people resounded again, and those dead faces just appeared along the black river, drowning him.

It's submerged little by little.

He struggled, but in vain, he was eventually swallowed by the evil karma he had created.

Just under the cane. Pusupo's body twitched for a while, and suddenly stopped moving.

"He died?"

Bai Xi was taken aback.

"Of course not."

Ye Qingxuan knocked her forehead in an angry manner: "Although I am a minor, how can I know that I have broken the law?"

He paused. Looking down at Pu Supo’s sluggish eyes, there is no mercy in his eyes:

"I just sent him to the Arkham Mental Hospital to be a company with his friends."

Speaking, he got up and prepared to leave, but his feet were soft and he staggered, almost lying next to Posu Po. Bai Xi quickly supported him:

"What's wrong with you?"

"I think I am anemic."

Ye Qingxuan's face was pale. He looked down at the jewel in his palm, and his expression suddenly became complicated: "This **** thing. It is really used to draw the blood of a musician to transform it into lightning... I can't use it more in the future." >

Bai Xi curled his lips: This guy should be thankful that he is the blood of the dragon vein, otherwise he would switch to another bloodline. Has been drained long ago.

She helped Ye Qingxuan and followed him on the way home.

But right after walking out of the alley. Ye Qingxuan's footsteps paused, turned around, and looked towards the end of the street...Under the cold moonlight, a dark shadow stood silently there.

Professor.

He didn't seem to be planning to attack him, he just looked at them quietly, and when he noticed that Ye Qingxuan looked over, he gave a cold snort.

"Listen, no matter who you are, don't make the idea of ​​a ‘blood path’."

He warned in a cold voice: "--otherwise you will regret it."

Ye Qingxuan smiled and shrugged helplessly: "To be honest, I don't really want to get involved in this muddy mud... It's a pity that people are always involuntary in this muddy mud."

The professor didn't speak anymore, as if he had no strength to fight again, he just glanced at him one last time and turned away.

Ye Qingxuan watched him leave, turned around, and went against him.

Bai Xi looked at his eyes, then looked back at the last figure of the professor. For some reason, his eyes became confused:

"Hey, cousin, I always think you two look alike."

"Are there?"

Ye Qingxuan was taken aback.

"Yes." The girl nodded, and her expression became worried: "You can say that you are going to mess with me, you won't run with that guy, are you embarrassed?"

Ye Qingxuan couldn't help laughing, and knocked her forehead.

"Bai Xi, do you know who a person hates the most?"

Bai Xi thought for a while and shook his head.

"It's me."

Ye Qingxuan turned around and looked into the darkness:

"——The more you resemble yourself, the more you hate it."

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Backyard of Ganlu City

Siluo Yiduo silently looked at the scorched old man on the stretcher, her eyes cold. The entourages and slaves all knelt on the ground, afraid of the atmosphere.

"I'm already an idiot."

The chanter from the underground hospital skillfully checked the condition of Pu Supo, and finally shook his head: "The external serious injury is okay. It can be healed in time. It is nothing more than a short life span of a few years.

Unfortunately, the brain has been completely closed, even if he wakes up, he is a lunatic. "

"Is there any help?"

The chanter shrugs his shoulders: "It's harder than rebuilding a body. You can't afford that price."

Siluo Yiduo was silent, and after a long time waved his hand, the entourage cautiously came out with three green gold bricks, offered medical supplies, and took him away.

At the exit of the basement, Posina was pale, stumbled out, and shook her head towards Shi Luo Yida: "They are all dead."

"How did you die?"

Posina was silent for a moment~IndoMTL.com~ whispered: "They all turned into corpses, as if they had been weathered for many years. The monk hired by Master Pusupo from the Tianzhu sect also died, only One set of bones remains."

"Isn't the professor hurt?" Siluo Yiduo said coldly: "A wounded person can't be stopped, he deserves it."

"Yes." Posina could only lower her head.

"All the outposts are washed away tonight. There is no need to keep this bunch of waste." Shi Luoyi said indifferently: "Isn't there a lot of slave labor in the mandala workshop recently? Send them all over. ...The dead are sent to make flower fertilizer."

Posina lowered her head, sweating profusely: "Yes."

"Go and contact Robin."

Siluo Yiduo turned and left: "Tell him the news about the professor and the vengeful spirit...

Tell him, if you want us to work for him, take the heads of Moriarty and Holmes! "(To be continued)