Silent Crown Chapter 136: Who is the monster?

　　 At the moment Shire was shocked, the current had been released under the guidance of magnetism, without even deliberate control. They slapped like a long whip on the closest iron product suspended around the Shire's screws!

　　 With a piercing sound, the screw that was originally controlled by the Shire, which was like an arm, suddenly got out of control and snapped out towards the surroundings.

　　 Fortunately, Shire was out of the range of the splash earlier, unharmed. But then cold sweat oozes from the back of his head, and he rolls quickly.

　　 An electric current whipped at his original footing like a whip.

　　 "Wait! When did you learn to play so many notes instantly?"

　　 "This morning."

　　The young man’s voice came vaguely: "It doesn’t matter if you can interpret it, anyway, I’ll play it fast!"

　　 "You have no technical content with this hand!"

　　 "As long as you need any technical content, you can beat you!"

　　 Then, a fiery flame swept past him, hit the barrier formed by ‘qi’, and dissipated without a trace. The corners of Charles' mouth twitched, and his figure suddenly blurred.

　　 note. Ozy.

　　 Immediately afterwards, the frost rays passed by. Just as he staggered and retreated, Ye Qingxuan pressed forward every step of the way, making Shire dangerous, and his expression finally became slightly serious.

　　 Even if he had expected it, he couldn't help but sweat in a cold sweat: With such a chasing style, if he really blindly defends, he might catch the opportunity to comeback.

　　 He interprets the youth's offensive, and backs away while dodging, leaving behind a series of traps composed of ‘notes, shackles’ under his feet.

　　 Ye Qingxuan's footsteps stopped abruptly on the edge of the trap, and Charles gave a ‘tsk’: It’s really uncomfortable to fight with such a fast-learning guy. It's a pity that you can also be crushed by the senior's years of experience!

　　 Then his expression changed: "Is this one again? Come again?"

　　 "Just useful!"

　　The young man behind the trap threw a blazing light, and then the mirror matrix unfolded. The intense light covered Charles' eyes.

　　 He closed his eyes subconsciously, read Ye Qingxuan's aether with all his concentration, and smiled: Sure enough, he couldn't maintain it anymore. Brother, you are still too tender...

　　 In the midst of the strong attack, Ye Qingxuan's movements were delayed for an instant, and the ether on his body began to dissipate?

　　 caught the gap. Charles didn't retreat but moved forward, even if his eyes couldn't see anything, but the notes in his hand were directly on the boy's chest!

　　 In an instant, the collision of ‘qi’ and ‘flow’ set off a surging wave of air!

　　嘭!

　　 Wait, doesn't it feel right?

　　 He opened his dizzy eyes and saw Ye Qingxuan flying upside down...In mid-air, Ye Qingxuan's body cracked and turned into shattered lenses.

　　 That is the phantom made by the note mirror.

　　 just after the phantom was blown away. What was revealed was the young man who had stepped down on the spot and had finished standing. He stared at Charles's astonished expression and smiled.

　　 "Yo!"

　　 was counted...

　　 Shire’s mouth twitched, and then, there was a flower in front of him, and only the shadow of a fist was continuously enlarged...

　　嘭!

　　 Charles fell to the sky, and his eyes were completely dark.

　　 It was night when he woke up, and beef stew in the pot. The smell of meat gurgled. He heard the gurgling sound of his stomach.

　　 is hungry.

　　 He got up from the sofa with difficulty, rubbing his aching cheeks: "Wow. They are all brothers, should you be so cruel?

　　 deliberately seduce me, and then set the air and fist? Do you still have the dignity of a musician! "

　　 Ye Qingxuan rolled his eyes: "I know that your sensitivity and control are how many times I don't know, and my strategy is clear...Why do I stupidly compare notes with you? Am I mentally retarded?"

　　"Ability is improved through tempering!"

　　 "This kind of tempering is forbidden."

　　 Ye Qingxuan slapped a bowl of beef stew in front of him, and said with concern: "Hurry up and eat it while it's hot, it won't be good if it's cold."

　　 Charlton was moved: "It's rare that you still care about being a brother."

　　 "No. I just don't want to waste time."

　　 Ye Qingxuan smiled and raised a set of pink women's clothing: "After all, you still have a small skirt to wear after eating..."

　　 Half a day ago, it was an ordinary afternoon.

　　 There is still a ticking sound in the watch shop. It is natural to be peaceful and quiet. Today is a day without much business.

　　 But the boss does not seem to be in a hurry. Still sipping afternoon tea leisurely. Sometimes I raise my head and say a few words to the little girl behind the counter who is immersed in reading.

　　 is mostly non-salty content, such as whether the cart selling ice cream is out of the stall today, it deserves that the old man can't make any money.

　　 At two o'clock in the afternoon, an old man with black gloves on one hand pushed in and chatted with him for a while. The conversation between each other seemed to be between pleasant and unpleasant.

　　 Soon, he left.

　　 watched him leave, Hermes shook his head, and said: "That old shaman, it seems to be a real mover, I underestimated him.

　　 Is this guy really not afraid that the royal family will be anxious to drive him out again, or is he sure that the majesty has been cursed recently and has no time for him to care?

　　 However, his declaration of war has forced the group of guys to jump the wall in a hurry. Now, I am afraid they have reached the point where they would not hesitate to borrow foreign aid. At this time, even if it is the power of Cthulhu, the group of red-eyed guys will pinch their noses and pour it down? "

　　 "It's so noisy."

　　The girl behind the counter looked up blankly: "I'm reading."

　　"...in a few days, you have become a musician reserve who loves to learn? It is really gratifying to the teacher!"

　　 Hermes pretended to be moved and waved to cheer: "You must cherish life and study hard, but don't be like your monster cousin."

　　 "Huh?"

　　 "Hey, there are occasional gaffes, please don't care." Hermes shrugged.

　　 "If you want to talk, just say it all."

　　Bai Xi frowned: "Or just don't say it."

　　 Hermes sighed and raised his hand to surrender: "Bai Xi, do you feel that. You lack understanding of your cousin?"

　　 "What do you mean?"

　　"It means literally."

　　 Hermes shrugged: "Although she has white hair, the same age, and speaks the same language, she looks alike even when she laughs.

　　 But at any moment did you feel that you never knew him? "

　　 "No."

　　" Didn’t you think, didn’t discover, or didn’t think about it at all?"

　　 Hermes raised his eyes: "You should have noticed it. You have noticed that guy's abnormality closer than anyone else."

　　Bai Xi was silent.

The 　　 watch shop returned to silence.

　　 In a faint ticking sound, Hermes looked down at the teacup in his hand.

　　 In the afternoon sun, dark red tea is rippling in the delicate bone china tea cup, and the reflection is like blood.

　　Mingming is such an exquisite and beautiful afternoon tea, but for some reason it has such a gloomy association. Perhaps this gloomy breath comes from its owner, the boy who seems to be smiling.

　　 The sunlight outside the shop window fell on his long hair, as if forged by gold wire, it was indescribably luxurious and beautiful. But his eyes were pitch black, like clouds wandering in hell. Haunted in those emerald eyes.

　　He asked: "Bai Xi, did you feel that you understood'death' at that moment?"

　　 "What do you mean?"

　　"If you can barely describe it, it is probably an immersive experience, just like you understand what fire is and what is iron. After all, people will truly understand what'death' means.

　　 This experience may come from a funeral, a corpse. A sad story. Or from the death of a loved one, or... from your own personal experience.

　　 answered me. Have you ever felt this way? "

　　Bai Xi nodded silently.

　　 Hermes smiled.

　　"Then you will know how fragile things like humans are."

　　 He looked at the pedestrians outside the window, looked at the faces, and laughed, with a hint of mockery:

　　"Whether it is a good person or a bad person, when people truly understand'what is death', there will be a kind of realization that you will see your own fear and insignificance, your own loneliness and powerlessness, and I will see who I am.

　　 looks like a beast staring at his reflection in the water.

　　Only by real experience can human beings discover: the principles, principles, and bottom lines they believe in. Compared with it, it is nothing more than dust.

　　 There is no better teacher than ‘death’.

　　 It is greater than all the starry sky and all the morals combined, more to live up to than food and love, and more inescapable than fate and hatred...

　　 If there is an everlasting truth in this world for mankind, then I believe it must be ‘death’.

　　 Therefore, the first three kings will write it into the oath, haven’t you seen it already"

　　"Everything goes from birth to death, only the great source is eternal."

　　 Bai Xi muttered to himself.

　　 "Yes, nothing can escape death. This is the destiny of mankind."

　　 Hermes snapped his fingers appreciatively: "In order to avoid its arrival, humans can pay all costs and do anything cruel.

　　 Since ancient times, most of the crimes committed by mankind originate from this: In some people’s eyes, it is not an exaggeration to commit countless evil deeds in order to survive.

　　In order to protect your own life, even if you make mistakes that the whole world can’t tolerate, it’s understandable, right? "

　　Bai Xi did not speak, but Hermes read the answer in her eyes~IndoMTL.com~He whispered:

　　"This is the scariest place about Ye Qingxuan."

　　 In silence, Bai Xi was stunned:

　　 "What are you talking about?"

　　 "Are you not understanding, or don't you want to understand?"

　　 Hermes sneered: "Didn't you see it already?

　　 All the time, your cousin has had countless encounters with death. Even after he came to Avalon, he has never lacked near-death experiences.

　　 It can even be said that his life was spent dancing face-to-face with the **** of death. He has been closer to death than anyone else, and has penetrated deeper into the essence of death.

　　 What is scary is that he ignores those things.

　　 It would be good if he became a madman who murdered like a devil, and it would be natural if he became a cold-blooded butcher, but...

　　 Those fears and deaths have never changed him a bit!

　　 Even if countless people are holding a sharp blade to threaten his life, they are chased by monsters one after another, and after breaking into the blood, they step into **** from the world...he still has no change.

　　 So much pain did not change him, so much happiness did not change him. He did not float upwards, nor did he fall downwards...what was he hiding in his heart? "

　　 Hermes' eyes are dark, as if staring into the abyss. (To be continued...)