Silent Crown Chapter 426: Upset up to another level

"The Shire has now been called up by the Silent Organization to perform a secret mission."

The wolf flute at that time took out a document of vows from his arms and placed it in front of Ye Qingxuan, along with a pen that had been prepared long ago: "If you want to listen, sign this and add it to it. Come."

So Ye Qingxuan finally realized: "So you want to get people into the gang?"

Wolf flute shrugged: "Anyway, even if I don't say anything, you will find a way to mix it in, right? Instead of letting you mess up, it's better to give you a weave."

Ye Qingxuan stretched out his hand, scanned it and signed his name. When he imprinted his own music theory, the secret music theory in the contract also penetrated into his body, forming a restriction.

"Congratulations on joining."

Wolf flute handed over a glass of beer. Ye Qingxuan didn't move and didn't think he was disgusted. He smiled, raised his head and drank his glass, wiped his mouth and said straightforwardly:

"Four months ago, we secretly arrested Constantine, the deputy commander of the Revolutionary Army, and imprisoned him in the Judgment Tower. Unfortunately, nothing was gained."

According to the news received by our undercover, the Revolutionary Army mobilized a large number of elite forces to the Holy City, planning to plan a major event on the Winter Evening Festival.

We must figure out what they are going to do...otherwise we don't know how many people will die because of it. "

"Undercover?"

In an instant, Ye Qingxuan understood the idea of ​​the silent mechanism, frowning: "You want Shire to get in? Don't be kidding, do you think he looks like an undercover agent?!"

"Yeah, even if you don't believe me, who would suspect that he is an undercover agent?"

The wolf flute's expression is weird: "We held him at the top of the Tower of Judgment. Our inner should tell me that there will be a prison robbery in a few days.

Before this, he must gain the trust of Constantine, escape with him from the Tower of Judgment, and enter the Revolutionary Army..."

"Then it was exposed. It was cut into dozens of pieces and mailed to the Silent Organ with hands and feet. Can I leave my head as a souvenir for us?" Ye Qingxuan said coldly:

"Charles are not suitable for being an undercover agent at all. I am afraid that even the first step can't be completed!"

"I told him about all the consequences, and he agreed."

"Yes, if you don't agree, you can only go to the gallows!"

Ye Qingxuan raised his voice: "Who won't agree to change? Anyway, it's all death. It's better to die early than to die late!"

"I originally nominated you."

Wolf flute didn’t excuse it, just muffled: "I thought you could bypass the lawsuit. After the matter was over, you could evaporate naturally and change your name to be a new person... But I didn’t expect that you don’t need to. I can also come out for help."

Ye Qingxuan was silent.

"If you are angry, blame me, there are some things I have to do."

The wolf flute was smoking a cigarette, "I promise, he will come back without incident. Trust me, Ye Qingxuan, have I lied to you? You can participate in the whole process. If you feel dangerous, you can stop this at any time. Action.

I will bear all the consequences. "

He pinched out the cigarette.

This concludes the conversation.

But when Ye Qingxuan thought of this, he remembered what Maxwell had said to him.

"For what you care about, do you always do dirty things...?"

He opened his eyes and murmured softly.

The moonlight outside the window shone on his face, and no one responded in the silence.

He sighed softly and got up from the bed.

It was two o'clock in the morning. He seemed to have dreamed of many things between half-dreaming and half-waking, but he couldn't remember it after opening his eyes. But after so long, there is no sleep in my heart.

Can't sleep, drink, drink, eat, laugh...

Many bad things in life seemed to come in just a few days, and stayed at Ye Qingxuan's place. He wanted to fight a protracted battle and didn't want to leave.

Upset.

He washed his face, picked out the most expensive bottles from Maxwell's wine cabinet, put them under his arm, and pulled out the sheet music that Mr. Hu gave him from his backpack.

Long night without sleep, always looking for something to do.

He opened the first article in his hand.

""Good Night Yin"?"

Ye Qingxuan smiled self-deprecatingly, bit the cork, and poured half a bottle: No matter what it is, take a look first.

He casually called out the Nine Heavens Ring Pei, the strings criss-crossed from the void, the seven strings of civil and military were separated, and the crisp sound of the sycamore cracking echoed in the silent night.

Changing curtain new Yanyu, the old dragon in the sea.

"I have failed you all the time."

Ye Qingxuan whispered softly, holding the score in one hand, and flicking among the strings.

So, the scattered and lonely sound of the piano spread from his fingertips.

Under the interpretation of the interpretation method, the music theories recorded in the movement are intertwined, spreading in the air, and slowly condensing and forming. After a while, under the moonlight, there is a quiet and soft sound of the piano.

So quiet.

As the music theory takes shape, Ye Qingxuan feels the eager movement of the ladder inside his body. That huge movement is formed in his body, full of limbs and hundreds of skeletons, forming a complex and rigorous system.

Until the end, it was integrated into the music theory of "Good Night Yin", and the two were blended in one place using the Nine Heavens Ring Pendant as a bridge.

The Silent Ladder did not hesitate to incorporate it into its own system, just like a long drought and nectar, suddenly rising by a large amount.

The music theory that was originally scattered in his body has the limit of fusion under its connection.

Ye Qingxuan was stunned.

This is a ladder?

Across the seven series, it works like no other!

It was originally used to unify all music theories, to be inclusive, and to put them under the same main axis. All music theory has a place here.

This is Ye's housekeeping skill!

"...This is the sky!"

Ye Qingxuan finally realized: "Does that mean this?"

The ancestors of the Ye family refined the theory of music that implemented the two realms of the physical and etheric worlds into the Nine Heavens Ring Pei, and integrated it with the ladder of heaven that embraces unity and all the theory of music.

In order to obtain the foundation for everlasting life!

As long as the ladder is in hand, future generations can add up all the music theory according to their own needs to form their own way to the sky.

As a result, no one expected that the descendants of Ye Qingxuan, who had never learned any oriental music theory since childhood, had never thought of the deep meaning.

It's almost like holding a jade seal as a sledgehammer, even if you want to harmonize and music theory, it's simply impossible.

Burning the piano and cooking the crane, it is so!

If it weren't for Mr. Hu's kindly gift of his own piano score, which gave the ladder a chance to grow, Ye Qingxuan might still be kept in the dark.

"What a shame..."

Ye Qingxuan covered his face and sighed.

But when he reacted, he looked at the piano sheet in his hand and looked strange.

Although it is not surprising, "Good Night Yin" can be regarded as a standard formal movement.

The moonlight, the stars, the beautiful dreams of the good night, this is a first-class love music, wins like the spring wind and rain, and the scope of influence is wider. According to the truth, the difficulty should not be low.

Why did you learn while drinking wine, flipping through a book, and flicking it twice?

Suddenly, Ye Qingxuan became extraordinarily weird: "Mr. Hu, you wouldn't use Eastern children's songs to tease me?"

He picked up the bottle, raised his head and took two more sips, and opened the next article at his fingertips.

"Feng Fei soars, seeking phoenix from all corners of the world."

This is "Feng Qiu Huang".

According to the division, this is the introductory movement of the Eastern Summoning School. It is good at tuned to Eudemons, so that Eudemons such as birds and birds have the breath of the phoenix bird.

If you learn the depths, it might not be impossible to show the legendary meaning of the phoenix spreading its wings and the world is unified.

"Summon the movement of the faction? Haven't learned it..."

He squeezed his chin and thought for a moment, then shook his head: "No matter, learn it first!"

Putting down the wine bottle, he pressed his hands on the strings, interpreting the complicated music theory in his heart, but his mind was empty under the influence of drunkenness, without knowing what he was doing.

In the beginning, I stumbled and stumbled, but in the middle it began to flow smoothly, but in the end, the clear and melodious piano sound spread. Under the control of the Nine Heavens Ring Pei, that music theory seemed to have its own spirituality, converging from the ether, transformed into a vague phantom, flowing under the moonlight.

Finally, the vague bird's shadow perched on the Nine Heavens Ring Pei and merged into the ladder.

The ladder shook, every inch of it rose, and countless music theories rippled, intertwined with the melody of growth.

"Is this considered a chance?"

Ye Qingxuan was taken aback, somewhat unsure, and opened another bottle of wine to shock himself.

After a short break, he opened the next part of the score.

"The fallen leaves gathered and scattered, the jackdaws roosted and frightened..."

"Autumn Wind Ci"

The sound of the piano is up again.

Amid the sad and lonely sound of the piano, the silhouette of the jackdaw rose from the lonely moonlight and hovered under the moonlight. The scenery of autumn breeze and fallen leaves is blowing.

Long lovesickness is long-term memory, short lovesickness is infinite...

This is "Autumn Wind Ci".

It's done overnight!

Ye Qingxuan took two more mouthfuls to suppress the shock: "It seems really easy?"

Coming again!

"South Wind Chang"

In an instant, it seemed as if the spring breeze was emerging from the soil, and it was full of vitality rippling in the sound of the piano, spreading in all directions. There is a heroic meaning in the sound of the piano, as if it is about to turn into a south wind, blowing everywhere.

So everything grows up.

In this melody, the ladder grows again, ascends happily, and continuously integrates the scattered music theory into his own dominance. In a flash, it has become a prototype.

"This is fine too?"

Ye Qingxuan scratched his head, opened the next volume, and continued!

"Essence of Bliss", "Ying of Qing Ye", "Wind Lei Yin"......

In the bedroom, there is already a mess at the moment.

Everything seems to be separated from the physical appearance, covered by the sound of the piano, blurred everywhere, and blended into the melody.

Sometimes like the sun wheel rises, everything is renewed; sometimes like a long night, from the moon to the heart of the sky, the breeze lingers; sometimes like the wind and thunder, impassioned...

The ladder is rising.

In that melody, a faint rhythm emerges, as if the heart is running with blood, beating slowly.

Ye Qingxuan continued.

"Listen to the Spring on the Stone", "Shen Ren Chang", "Ape and Crane Shuangqing"!

So the gurgling sound of the spring converges from all directions, transforming into a torrent of waterfalls, a vast river. The spring on the stone is beautiful and new; sometimes solemn, simple and rugged, like a meeting of gods and men, ancient and vigorous.

At the end, a sudden turn, like an old ape fencing and a white crane dancing together. The shadow of ape crane emerged from the Nine Heavens Ring Pei and merged into the ladder.

The ladder trembled, and countless music theories fell apart in an instant, and reorganized under the invisible force. In the end, the huge music theory of the Sage’s Stone was completely included and integrated into one.

The majestic vitality spread from the limbs and hundreds of skeletons. In an instant, countless hidden wounds were healed without medicine, and the sound of blood flowing from my ears sounded like a torrent.

There seems to be a river running inside the body.

In the sound of the torrent sweeping and washing, there is a thick and deep heartbeat slowly emerging. A whirlpool quietly appeared in the sea of ​​ether, and countless ethers gathered under the attraction of the sound of the piano.

Those silver streamers merged into the strings, and finally gathered in his body, following the complicated music theory. Driven by the ether, the gigantic movement finally came into play, and it was about to manifest its own form.

Ye Qingxuan found that he could no longer stop.

He then threw the drink bottle aside and flipped straight to the next volume of notes.

"Guan Shanyue", "Canghai Longyin", "Nagato's Resentment", "Wu Lin Cao", "Fair and Cloud Meeting"......

The sound of the piano is up again.

The lonely sound of the piano spreads.

The bright moon shines thousands of miles away in Guanshan, and the wind is strong.

The sound of the tide swept across the ocean, and the dragon chanted endlessly.

The night-hanging mirror is in the blue sky, alone in the light of the people in Nagato Palace.

……

Ye Qingxuan completely forgets me, his eyes swept across the movement, his ten fingers moved the Nine Heavens Ring Pei, and the ether set off waves of waves, spreading in all directions.

Until the end, the sound of the piano spreads in all directions like mercury puddles.

The criss-cross strings covered the entire embassy, ​​spreading in all directions as the moonlight spread.

In the moonlight and melody, a faint heartbeat spreads. In that vague beat, the entire embassy becomes misty and misty, and countless phantoms emerge from under the moonlight.

It's like everything is out of reality at this moment, into an unrealistic dream.

In the moonlight, the boundary between illusion and reality is blurred.

What you saw in your dream, it is now in front of your eyes.

Until the end, all scenes were compiled into a huge dream with the sound of the piano. The upside-down red dust appeared from the dream, there are bright moons, brilliant sun, rivers and seas, the earth is boundless, and the dragons in the four seas...

"I'm so annoying!"

Bai Xi woke up from his dream, angrily threw a pillow and went out: "What kind of bird's piano is playing in the middle of the night!"

She got up from the bed angrily, and when she looked around blankly, she realized that her room had changed for some time.

The original Western-style decoration was suddenly reversed and turned into a solemn and majestic oriental decoration.

There are white curtains hanging down in the huge hall, two rows of ever-bright lights shed light, and the pearls on the walls reflect the light of fire, reflecting the hall, a luxurious and elegant scene.

She was stunned, and her eyes quickly became cold.

She stretched out her hand, clenched a fist, and buckled her fingertips.

The sound of the distant bell chime sounded with the flick of the finger, and the strokes passed in a flash, shattering the dream that had penetrated into reality. The surrounding scene was blurred for a while, and then shattered.

She put on her coat, stepped on her slippers and walked out the door.

He looked angry.

Dreaming about this kind of **** scene is already in a bad mood, but opening my eyes and seeing it is enough to make people angry~IndoMTL.com~ She is holding the joints, ready to pull out the guy who pretends to be a ghost. Okay. 'Talk to him'.

But as a result, she pushed the door and walked two steps after following the sound of the piano, only to find Maxwell and Abraham sitting on the corridor stairs smoking.

"Principal?"

She frowned and said unceremoniously: "What are you guys doing?"

"What else can I do with moths?"

Maxwell smoked a cigarette and said quietly: "It's your perverted cousin. On the first day of his release, he was banned as a Marquis, signed the agreement with the silent agency, drank my wine cabinet, and went up. It's a level."

"The heart music chapter resonates with the etheric sea, interferes with reality, and sees dreams."

Maxwell stared at the huge moon wheel outside the window and whispered softly:

"He is already at the intervention level now." (To be continued.)