Silent Crown Chapter 302: Past and future

"If you want to change, I actually..."

"No more."

Ye Qingxuan shook his head and put the silent eye on his eye socket: "The right one is the best."

Just like Ye Qingxuan thought, it can perfectly fill up its shortcomings and make up for its weak foundation in the school of enlightenment.

Be aware that there are very few musicians in the world who have four disciplines like him, and who have learned all the same.

In the forbidden faction, he has made considerable progress after gaining the inheritance of the Shixin School. After integrating the core of the Avalon Great Enchantment, he has an extra experience package out of thin air, and he has personally experienced the " After the power of "Genesis", it jumped up and became his best faction.

The mentality faction and the illusion faction have always had his talent bonus, as well as the guidance of Lola, the witch at any time, so there is no need to worry.

Instead, the apocalyptic faction he wanted to learn at the beginning can only say that the theory is qualified, and he hasn't even learned much in movement, and he has almost nothing to learn except for "Polero."

With its assistance, not only did he make up for this shortcoming, but he even made a rapid leap to his overall strength.

With the silent eye, it will be easier to distinguish those few things next.

As he expected, the crystal skull is the ‘daigo’ inheritance of the mind-like school, but he has the senior sister Lola to teach and give instructions at any time, and the need is not urgent.

The meerschaum pipe is a good thing, and the sealed Eudemons in it are also coveted, but... he really doesn't want to become a smoker who can't leave the pipe, so he has to cut his love.

Although the hip flask does not know what it does, according to the analysis of the silent eye, the real value lies in its material. After smelting the fragments of the artifact, the jug can automatically turn the wine in it into wine that is not inferior to any healing potion. After drinking, you can quickly restore energy, and drinking for a long time may also greatly improve your physical fitness. It is an excellent recovery alchemy equipment.

For ordinary musicians, it is indeed a good thing to be able to save a large sum of expenses for restoration medicine once and for all, but for Ye Qingxuan...he is really not short of money now.

Lola has a rich family background, and the top responding medicines from Cavendish Lab are all wholesale boxes by boxes.

Moreover. As a reward for his birth and death, Maxwell has transferred most of Avalon's smuggling business to his name. There is a faint intention to let him take charge of the Xiacheng district on his behalf, and now he only needs to show up occasionally and hold a meeting. You can sit down and pay dividends.

These ugly incomes, in one year, the interest alone is enough for Ye Qingxuan to live a life of luxuries and wine. To be honest, this kind of inexplicable life is so rich that I don’t know how to spend it... It’s so cool!

As for the broken armor, everything is fine. The only shortcoming, but also fatal shortcoming... is too big!

When Ye Qingxuan put it on, he almost became a giant more than two meters high. Everyone can see that there is a ghost. Ye Qingxuan had no choice but to reluctantly cut his love after thinking that he would not be able to hit his favorite sap after putting it on.

"This is it."

Ye Qingxuan smiled and activated the eyes of silence, and then felt the tide of information surging, and his eyes were almost blinded by the flash of ether.

Soon, he became familiar with the operation, readjust the internal interval, and debug it according to his needs.

Now. In Ye Qingxuan's right eye, everything was densely covering himself. When he looks at the masonry on the ground, the silent eye will tell him its material, origin, processing process and how many years it has been used. When he looks at his palm, he can even see the bones underneath through his flesh and blood as long as he concentrates on it.

In the observation of the Silent Eye, blood flows like a silver river in the translucent arm, shining with a quiet moonlight, which is the blood of heaven and human with etheric nature after flowing through Xiaoyuan.

When he looked up, he felt blind.

In his eyes. The delicate princess Mary, who originally wore a white dress, has become a humanoid beast, and her body is emitting a dazzling red light. The radiating red light faintly interweaves a pair of huge dragon wings behind her, and she is spitting in her lungs. The breath escaped in the air. They all carried a fiery light, like a dragon's breath.

Ye Qingxuan swallowed and spit, and looked away.

Mary saw his reaction and was stunned for a moment. She didn't know why, and she turned her head away. Hide your face under the brim of the hat.

"Please don't..."

She lowered her head, seemingly annoyed: "Don't look around."

No, no, no! You misunderstood the girl! I don't dare to look around!

Ye Qingxuan secretly wiped a cold sweat in his heart: he is worthy of being the heir to the blood of the red dragon, and it can scare people to death.

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After a brief embarrassment, he finally walked out of the Stein Chamber.

When he thought that the princess, who seemed to have a prejudice against him, was about to leave, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief: Sure enough, since ancient times, royal people have generally had strange tempers and are difficult to deal with. Orientals say that companions are like companions to tigers, and that there is a red dragon princess next to him.

Just in front of the gate of Jianlandi Palace, I saw the waiting carriage, but Mary was not in a hurry to get into the carriage, but stopped in place, seeming to think about something. Ye Qingxuan's heart trembled for a while, and felt a little bad-is it possible that the collusion between himself and Gao Wen has been exposed?

"That...Mr. Holmes..."

Mary turned her back to him, lowered her head, and suddenly said in a low voice: "Thank you."

"Uh? Huh...huh?"

Ye Qingxuan was stunned.

"I am very grateful for your help. I wonder if you can leave an address and let me...so that I can come to visit in the future."

"With a lift, your Royal Highness, don't mind."

Ye Qingxuan looked at her embarrassed, couldn't help but smile, and was about to say something. The line of sight passed through her shoulder and saw the person waiting next to the carriage. .

That person is also looking at him.

Ye Qingxuan was silent for a moment, then lowered his head: "His Royal Highness, please forgive me for being rude and say goodbye."

Mary was taken aback and stretched out her hand to try to stay, but Ye Qingxuan had already passed him and walked out of the square without reluctance. She looked at Ye Qingxuan's back in astonishment, and when she saw the people waiting next to the carriage, she became more confused.

"Mr. Lancelot?"

Beside the carriage, the middle-aged man is holding a cane, coughing in a low voice, looking at Ye Qingxuan's figure. Ye Qingxuan's face sank like water. It seemed that he hadn't seen anything, and left straight away.

"Maxwell can't hide the feeling of'Lancelot', I know it's you."

The moment I passed by, Lancelot said softly: "Are you going to hide from me forever?"

Ye Qingxuan's footsteps paused. He didn't say anything, just smiled, seemingly mocking.

"What happened back then...isn't it bad to let it go?"

Lancelot coughed in a low voice: "The nobles who forced the queen to execute your father have fallen with the House. Isn’t that enough?

Come back, Lancelot's armor needs you to inherit after all. The family's expectations of you for so many years. You understand. Why hate the family so persistently? "

"I think you made a mistake, Mr. Lancelot."

As if hearing something funny, Ye Qingxuan looked back at him with a solemn expression: "I have never had any hatred against the Lancelot family, never a trace of it.

I am only deeply disappointed in your... "

Lancelot lowered his eyes and was silent, letting him go.

Until after walking far, Ye Qingxuan heard the voice behind him, it was a whisper that seemed to come from the wind:

"Ye Qingxuan, for so many years. Your persistence and those things that are destined to be inevitable... will you really be happy?"

Ye Qingxuan was taken aback for a moment, then turned around and looked at him.

Lancelot's expression was solemn, and he opened his mouth to speak in response to his expectant look, but the boy suddenly raised his eyes and smiled.

He said, "I'm sorry, my last name is Ye."

So, I don't belong to Lancelot.

So. I am not happy.

He turned and left.

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In the gloom and darkness, there is the sound of steel colliding, like a cold scalpel colliding with pliers.

"You don't need to stop the bleeding, start a whole body exchange...match the patient's blood type..." A hoarse and weird accent said: "Give me the number three blade."

"The heartbeat is almost gone. Cardiac injection...If it doesn't work, use the movement to take over the myocardium, and it will last for half an hour."

"Where is the spare organ? If this is rejected, then another...five kidneys, I don't believe that every one can be used."

"The brain anesthesia is over? Fool! Why didn't you say it earlier! Give him another shot!"

The darkness and drowsiness came again.

He closed his eyes.

I don't know how long it took, he opened his eyes again, and felt a sharp pain all over his body. There is also a body that is almost torn apart. There was a respirator on his face, layers of thread tubes were connected to his body, and the alchemy machine maintained his life.

It's weird...

In the muddled, he suddenly thought: He is now like the person who was once called the father by himself.

"Open your eyes and look here."

A man who smelled pungent disinfectant all over looked at him. The old man was wearing a headscarf like Tianzhu, and he was so old that he couldn't see the original appearance.

"What's this?" Tianzhuren opened his eyelids and raised a few fingers.

"Five." He made a hoarse voice.

The old man Tianzhu nodded in satisfaction and released his hand.

Vaguely, he heard the voice beside the hospital bed.

"As you want, after the operation is completed, he is still alive and will live for a long time. If he is cautious, it will not be a problem to live longer than sixty years in this way."

"Very well, Gandajar, you have fulfilled your promise to me." A young man said.

"Like the agreement between us, I used what I have learned in my life to complete this operation, unknown to anyone, and then I will work with your people to erase this memory. All this has never been Never happened.

But I hope you can remember your promise to me. "

The young man laughed, "Gandagar Rao, I promise you in the name of vengeful spirits that you will live the peaceful life you desire in the lower city of Avalon for the rest of your life. Your son will also Get my blessing. The mistakes made by the Royal Doctor of the Tuwang have nothing to do with you anymore."

"Ganesha will bless you, generous lord."

"I hope."

The young man said lightly: "You can go, I still have something to say to him."

The sound of footsteps sounded, the old Tianzhu left respectfully, and the door closed.

On the hospital bed, the man opened his eyes, his voice was weak and fuzzy amid the muddy breathing: "Am I still alive?"

"Yes."

The white-haired boy pulled a chair and sat on his bedside: "Fortunately, in Avalon that night, it was not difficult to find a corpse to replace you.

You have to thank Laura, if it weren't for her illusion, you wouldn't live now, and you wouldn't be able to survive the surgery. "

"Surgery..."

The person on the hospital bed murmured and sighed, "What did the operation do?"

"Did something good."

The young man said, "Whether it’s the family ban, or the alienated flesh and blood of the black musicians, the demonized organs... I will remove them all for you. All the things that are not human have been purified by the moonlight, and by the way they have been replaced. A new face.

By the way, I buried some good things in your heart. If you dare to touch any natural disasters in the future, I'm afraid no one can save you. "

"Heart sounds are so chaotic, I was knocked down from the resonance level, right?"

"Well, but with your ability, I don't worry about not being able to climb up. But..."

Speaking of this, the young man sighed softly: "A section of the spine is too polluted and can only be removed. I am afraid you will never stand up."

"...It's better to be alive than anything else."

"Yeah, how nice to be alive."

The young man took out a pile of things from his pocket and put it on the head of his bed. There were several documents and a densely written book.

"This is your new identity~IndoMTL.com~ I originally helped another person to do it, but she is studying hard recently, studying hard, I'm afraid I can't take care of it, it's just right for you to use it."

The ID was unfolded in front of him, it had been used for some years, the paper was flawless, the photo seemed to be what he had now, and the stamp and signature on it were flawless.

"Graduated from Anglo Royal College of Medicine, studied military medicine, and was later sent to Northumberland Fifth Army stationed in Tianzhu. The Bahata War broke out, and your army was sent to Bahata to fight against natural disasters. The rebel corps was wounded and retired in the second year, and the other comrades in the army were wiped out, so rest assured that no one will recognize you."

The man stared at the portrait on the certificate, and after a long time, he asked softly:

"In the future, this will be me?"

"From now on, you will have nothing to do with the past. Prepare to welcome a new life."

The young man glanced at him and said softly:

"Mr. John Z. Watson." (To be continued.)