Silent Crown Chapter 199: False sun

　　 The next day, the game entered a fever pitch. ≧

　　 The Shadow Leopard of the Summoning Academy was set ablaze, and it screamed and strangled with the various destructive movements of the Change Academy.

　　 The atmosphere of the entire arena has reached the highest level. The audience cheered the players’ names with emotion, and the mountains screamed and screamed.

　　Compared with the shamelessness of the first game, the following games regained the confidence of the students in football in one fell swoop.

　　 Both the teamwork and the offense and defense are remarkable. The movement and the power of the ether are the finishing touches, greatly improving the visibility of the game.

　　 The victory and defeat and the advantages of both sides have become ambiguous and disparity, even if they occupy a large advantage, they will be overturned by the opponent if they are not paying attention.

　　In just half an hour, all the players on the field consumed all their energy, and in the end they were almost taken off the court by the chanters for emergency treatment.

　　 On the field, the victorious Glen wiped the sweat from his forehead, enjoying the cheers of victory with satisfaction.

　　 Even Yegor's gloomy face for the past few days relaxed a little, became satisfied, and nodded slightly.

　　The stigma of the School of Change was washed away, re-proving his irreplaceable position in frontal combat.

　　 The next thing to do is to find out the guy who used despicable means to defeat James, and then tell them to return to their original form!

　　 Glenn suddenly made a fist, and the phantom of the Flame Claw behind it passed by, dissipated in the sky, exploded with a dazzling fire, causing a burst of exclamation in the audience.

　　His expression became more and more triumphant, controlling the hot temperature to sway around, blowing the coke and ashes away, and solidifying the ground into a hard rock again.

　　 Amidst the tyrannical etheric fluctuations, he looked at the rest table of the Music History Department coldly.

　　 Did you see it?

　　 This is the enemy you will face next. This is the power of the anger that is ignited because of you! This is...

　　He was stunned for a moment: I really wanted something wrong!

　　 No one seems to look at him at all.

　　 On that empty chair, a dog was so bored that he was basking in the sun. His head was drooping on the chair in the front row, and the sticky saliva was left from the corner of his mouth and landed on the rabbit-shaped pet in the front row.

　　 The little rabbit shivered on the chair and was pressed by Old Fei’s paws, unable to move. Was rubbed around like a toy. There was no time to pay attention to what happened on the field.

　　 The **** of Shire was looking at the schoolgirl in the opposite auditorium with a binoculars, his expression constantly changing. It's getting more and more insignificant.

　　 Stool brother has disappeared without a trace, I don’t know what he is doing. As for Ye Qingxuan...what is that guy doing?

　　 Glenn looked sour for a long time, and found that the act of showing off his muscles just now was just showing off to the blind.

　　 That guy, in broad daylight, in this noisy arena, is actually sleeping in the sun?

　　 On the resting table of the Music History Department, Ye Qingxuan collapsed on the chair and fell asleep with his head up. The mouth was wide open, and the snoring sound was loud. Just like patients with advanced tuberculosis, sleep in such a noisy environment until they can't take care of themselves.

　　 Even Bai Xi said that he was in a strange posture of meditation with his hands clasped together.

　　 Now, Bai Xi is holding a pen in his hand, drawing a little tortoise on his face with all his attention, and beside it is a little rabbit, a small alpaca and a little fox on his forehead.

　　 aware of Glenn looking over, she turned her head. Looking at the ugly student in confusion, he quickly understood something. Waved, motioned Glenn to wait.

　　 Then, bending down, after a while, he raised Ye Qingxuan's stiff arm.

　　 On that arm, four fingers were bent by her. A very upright **** fluttered in the wind.

　　 "Look at the fart!"

　　Bai Xi looked at him provocatively, the brutality and contempt on his small face could make people feel angry.

　　 Soon, she stopped going to see the furious Glenn, but lowered her head and continued to spoof Ye Qingxuan.

　　 I just don’t know why, I just drew the pattern. It was quickly washed away by sweat, and it looked very ugly and weird.

　　 Within a few minutes, Ye Qingxuan sweated all over his body.

　　Bai Xi frowned, took out a piece of paper and gave him a casual touch, then looked back at Shire: "He is sweating again? Should we wake him up?"

　　 "Oh, it’s getting hot in the sun, maybe it’s a bit hot?"

　　Charle glanced at him, and casually~ a frost ray was placed on Ye Qingxuan’s seat, and then watching the sweat freeze on Ye Qingxuan’s face, he nodded in satisfaction:

　　 "Look, he should be cooler now, right?"

　　 Cool down?

　　 Ye Qingxuan shouldn’t just be cooler now? He is almost getting cool to the bone.

　　Snowflakes the size of a thumb whizzed in the wind, and the snowflakes collided with each other in the air and broke into powder. The powder fell in Ye Qingxuan’s eyes, gradually melting, turning into tears flowing out of the corners of his eyes and freezing on his cheek In the frost.

　　 He raised his eyes, only to see the darkness of the sky and the earth.

　　 Endless wind and snow are blowing.

　　 In the ice and snow under my feet, my feet are numb. Every time you step into the snow, you are like stepping on a toe cone.

　　Only at this time can I feel life burning like a flame.

　　 But in this cold world, the flame is like a candle in the wind, trembling to extinguish. With every breath, the flame escaped from the nose and mouth, turning into ethereal heat, dissipating without a trace.

　　 Gradually, gradually, frozen by frost in this endless blizzard.

　　 Ye Qingxuan could almost hear the fine condensation sound.

　　 It was the sound of my eyeballs freezing.

　　 He raised his head, his gaze cut through the heavy white snow, and looked towards the sky.

　　In this gloomy world, in the endless storm, there is not an inch of light spilling.

　　 But in the sky, there are three suns clearly hanging.

　　 The three suns seem to be burning vigorously, releasing a blazing light. But the light never shines on his head, nor does he care for himself at all.

　　 They just stood far away, watching with cold eyes the land immersed in the erosion of ice and snow.

　　 "That's not your sun."

　　In the screaming wind, there was a hoarse voice, like a resentment that has lingered in this storm for thousands of years.

　　"Go find..."

　　 "Go find it..."

　　 "Go and find the sun that belongs to you..."

　　 Ye Qingxuan exhausted his last strength. I took a step and felt the softness of my feet, and then I saw the ground pounce on myself.

　　嘭.

　　 He fell into the snow and felt himself gradually suffocated. Before suffocating, it froze into an icy corpse.

　　 In an instant, he woke up from his nightmare. Feel the warm firelight.

　　The blizzard was blocked outside the cave, and the warm firelight comforted him, awakening him from the frozen dream just now.

　　 But his expression was unhappy, he just stared blankly at the flames dancing in front of him.

　　 The nightmare, it started again.

　　 He got up with difficulty.

　　 It's time to leave.

　　 This seemingly warm flame will only lead to death.

　　 After a while, the blizzard will get bigger and bigger, completely closing his way out, and the fire will eventually burn out.

　　 to the end. He could only die trapped in this cave, freezing to death bit by bit.

　　 And now, Ye Qingxuan silently stared at the vigorous fire. After a long time, he mustered up his courage, put his palm into the flame, grabbed something, and suddenly pulled it out.

　　 boom~

　　 The flame trembled. Immediately it dimmed, and gradually extinguished. Turned into a pile of ashes.

　　 and in Ye Qingxuan's hands, he was dragging a burned corpse with unrecognizable corpses. Being pulled out of the flames, the original characteristics can be vaguely distinguished.

　　 Height, bones, and a piece of white hair that didn't burn out.

　　 "Will this be the corpse I froze to death last round?"

　　 Ye Qingxuan suddenly realized, but there was no joy at all: "Relying on burning his own body to keep warm, is this nightmare already cold to this degree?"

　　 He glanced at the body before him one last time. Throwing it into the extinguished fire, turned and walked out of the cave.

　　 Outside the cave, in the endless blizzard, is a dark world.

　　 "I see, there are three suns in the sky..."

　　 in the frosty wind. There was a singing voice hoarsely chanting: "I stared at them tightly, and they stared at me as if they didn't want to leave.

　　false sun, false sun..."

　　 In the oncoming frost, Ye Qingxuan walked barefoot on the snowy field. Sometimes he would look back and look behind him. The place behind him was still shining with warm light.

　　 is like calling him back.

　　 He suddenly became very scared, turned around, and ran wildly, further and further away from the flame. Gradually, the flame of that illusion dissipated in the blizzard.

　　The endless wind and snow overwhelmed him.

　　The storm between heaven and earth howled, echoing the voice of loneliness.

　　 This kind of feeling seems to be familiar, it seems to be condensed into substance, fused in the frost and snow, from the outside to the inside, it penetrates little by little.

　　 Ye Qingxuan's footsteps suddenly stopped, because of the memories brought back in his mind, the memories were full of dust.

　　 "That day, there was such a heavy snow, right?"

　　 There was a voice whispering softly in his ear: "That day, you were so embarrassed, right?"

　　 Ye Qingxuan was stunned. He didn't dare to think about it anymore. He stepped forward, running in pain, as if fleeing.

　　He is going to escape here, far away, at least, away from that **** sound.

　　 But that voice kept chasing after him. It followed his footprints like a shadow, softly whispering, husky whispers, angry questions, and yelling furiously.

　　 Until the end, the sound shook the wind and snow, and the storm resonated with it. Icy voice.

　　 He was screaming at Ye Qingxuan's name, and his voice was like the sound of flames burning and wood cracking. It was like a call from the past, calling him to return from the darkness.

　　 Then, the dark world was illuminated by firelight.

　　 Ye Qingxuan's footsteps stopped abruptly.

　　 He saw the burning light, which was the light of the dilapidated wooden house being lit by flames. The flame burned so vigorously, as if it would never go out.

　　 In the flames, the wooden house was collapsing, but a soft call came from the collapsed wooden house~IndoMTL.com~ Shut up! "

　　 He gritted his teeth and lowered his head, not daring to look again. But the call became louder and louder, as if to tear him apart.

　　 In the cold frost and storm, the sound dominates everything, shaking the earth and the sky, as if to tear himself apart.

　　 It is calling its own name.

　　 The world is shaking, the world is turbulent, and the voice seems to be roaring in his ears.

　　"Ye Qingxuan!!!"

　　 He opened his eyes suddenly, sweating, and almost bounced off his seat.

　　Until now, he realized that Bai Xi was shaking his shoulder. It was already afternoon, and she grabbed herself excitedly and awakened herself from her dream.

　　 "You wake up, cousin, you wake up!"

　　 "What's wrong?"

　　 He stared blankly at the joyous atmosphere around him, then sat back on the chair, gasping for breath.

　　 summoned Qingshui and Frost, and after wiping off his sweaty face, he took a breath and looked at Bai Xi:

　　"I hope it’s good news, right?"

　　 "You never think of what is going on."

　　Bai Xi showed a strange smile, she picked up the disdainful old Fei on the ground, and shook it hard:

　　"——We have a bye again!" (To be continued...)