Silent Crown Chapter 329: Happy cooperation

Barlow took a step back, but it could be seen that this was not in his heart, but just because of his fear of Samuel.

The softness in this situation made him feel worse again, and he was very manic.

The mood of summoning a musician is originally similar to a beast, arousing and irritating easily. Except for the guys who are born with lack of emotion, few people can suppress this animality and control the restlessness.

The stronger, the harder it is.

"That **** crap..."

He murmured, grabbed a lemon angrily, squeezed it, lifted the glass, and drank it.

The musician who served the wine next to him still filled him up, did not speak, and handed him a new lemon by the way. Barlow drank strong alcohol indignantly, one after another.

During the long wait, Samuel stared at the wine glass in a daze, Miller looked up at the dust on the ceiling.

After drinking several cups, Barlow's patience finally reached its limit, and he slapped angrily on the table, shocked that the whole hall was silent.

"That guy, when on earth will he be willing to come? Do we have to wait until midnight?"

In the silence, he angrily squeezed the lemons in his hand into a ball, threw it on the ground, and reached out to grab the gin on the table.

But I caught an empty space.

The bottle of gin was taken away by someone else.

The remaining liquor shook in the bottle, reflecting the lights, reflecting the amber water.

"Don't be angry, be a man, the most important thing is to be happy."

The musician sitting next to him handed him a glass of water: "Come on, drink some hot water, are you hungry, I will give you something to eat below."

Barlow froze, turned his head, and looked at the man beside him.

The man is also looking at him, smiling and polite.

He sat there from the beginning, silently pouring Barlow and handing him lemons. Listening with a smile, without saying a word.

The shriveled lemons piled up into a hill in front of him, like a hapless family, neat and tidy.

Until this time. Barlow only felt an unbearable soreness and tingling in his mouth, as well as a violent upsurge in his stomach. It's like eating dozens of lemons raw.

But, more importantly: This guy has been sitting next to him for so long, why didn't he care?

Kap!

His fingers sharpened, tearing five cracks deeply on the tabletop. The vertical pupil stared at Ye Qingxuan, full of anger: "Who are you?"

"Me?"

The young man smiled helplessly and took off his hat. As a result, his long silver hair showed a light like metal.

"——The most fleshy cumbersome you mentioned."

Faced with his smile, Barlow's expression twitched, and there was a vague roar in his throat.

It's like an angry lion restraining itself.

Until now, he didn't realize that Miller was hesitant and complex when he was talking. There was also the appearance of Old God Samuel in a daze-because from the beginning, he was sitting here, quietly watching his anxious appearance, enduring laughter and watching the excitement.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help gritting his teeth, the sound of teeth rubbing sharply:

"Ye Qingxuan, what do you mean?"

"It's not interesting, I just don't want to touch your mold."

Ye Qingxuan piled the shriveled lemons in front of him into a tower shape, and finally inserted a small umbrella carefully. That's it.

Faced with Barlow’s furious eyes, the boy’s eyes drooped, just staring at the small umbrella, his voice soft: "Mr. Barlow. Perhaps in your opinion, the most important thing is strength, so , People who have no power can ignore it.

But, you need to be clear: your own proud power...In front of me, there is nothing. "

Boom!

There is an angry lion roar in the void. Thrilling, the hurricane almost overturned the table. It also destroyed the pagoda of dried lemons.

"Ye Qingxuan, you! No! No! Too! Excessive! Divide!"

Barlow is already on the verge of losing control, and his raging beastly nature is almost about to absorb ether and condense into an illusion beast that chooses people to eat.

"Mr. Ye, I think..." Miller stood up and wanted to make a round, but when he looked back, he saw that Samuel was motionless. After a moment of stunned, his expression changed slightly, but he shook his head regretfully:

"Forget it, let you go."

Seeing that they won't interfere in this matter, Barlow smiled. His five fingers rubbed, sharp notes burst out, sparks almost out of thin air.

"Going out to practice?"

He smiled provocatively at the corner of his mouth: "If you are a man, just go ahead."

"Go out?"

The boy shook his head: "No, just stay here."

Barlow froze for a moment, and immediately smiled with anger: "Do you think the holy city's ban can protect you? There are locals around, so I can't do anything about you? Too naive, I..."

"You think too much."

Ye Qingxuan interrupted him, raised his eyes, and there seemed to be a quiet moonlight flowing in his pupils.

He said: "——As long as you can use it to get the movement, count me as losing."

Barlow was stunned, his face twitched, like a rage, but also like some kind of crazy grinning.

"Very good."

Barlow's pupils burst into red light: "Very good!"

Before the words fell, the lion roar condensed and burst out of thin air, and an impassioned melody sounded.

The pure white giant lion emerged from the void with a huge head, and its hair reflected the metal light like a sharp blade. In a flash, it had already protruded half of its body, and the huge mouth enclosing Ye Qingxuan's half of it, suddenly closed.

It can be seen that he left his hand and didn't want Ye Qingxuan's life, but he wanted to give this guy who didn't know good or bad a good look!

Boom!

The huge lion's mouth closed, but it was Barlow who screamed.

Immediately afterwards, the giant lion collapsed like dust, dissipating in the air. The animal nature returned to Barlow's mind, and the furious animal nature clashed with reason, making his eyes dark.

I have a splitting headache.

"White lion, is this the signature monster species of the Dragon Stone School? It can be seen that the animal nature is integrated with other parts. You have an iron lion in your mind? Very creative, I like it."

Ye Qingxuan said lightly: "It's a pity."

"You..."

In the severe pain, Barlow stretched out his hand to cover his face, and blue veins appeared on the back of his hand. In the gap between the fingers, the pupil of that eye had turned red, and the red pupil was trembling, distinguishing Ye Qingxuan's face.

In the gloom, he saw Ye Qingxuan's face misty and misty, as if it was about to dissipate.

I don't know when the surrounding area started to dim. Only one solitary lamp was left to illuminate. And just after the lonely lantern, Ye Qingxuan's smile was mysterious.

"Illusion!"

Barlow gritted his teeth: "Your illusion... is this, "Winter Journey"?"

"Well, I took time to learn on the road. Used to defend yourself."

Ye Qingxuan nodded: "As you know, it comes from "Winter Journey", and the movement's name is "Scam". The effect of "Scam" is to construct illusions while causing the enemy's movement to lose its target and backlash. Its body. It is very useful for the Summoning School."

The white-haired boy seemed to be unprepared, telling his own movement and background in detail, and pushing the lone lamp in front of him to Barlow:

"I can tell you: its'fulcrum' is the light in front of you."

Amid the faint crackling of the burning lights, there was a faint humming of a teenager.

"A beam of fire swayed affectionately in front of me. I wandered around with it, and I followed it closely, watching it wandering around, luring the wanderers to come.

Hey, how pitiful I am. Go to be deceived with joy. In this terrible night of ice and snow. I seem to see a warm and bright room. My beloved is in there--

Even if all I see is illusion..."

"Do you think this illusion can trap me?"

Barlow gritted his teeth; "Even the **** of Rebecca, the candidate for'Voodoo**', dare not expose her fulcrum in front of me!"

"No, it's just for the purpose of fair competition."

Ye Qingxuan spreads his hands: "I have obtained the geographical advantage, and at the same time, you don't need to worry that the destructive monsters will hurt the innocent. This is also a good thing for you.

How do you like? "

"—just to my liking."

Barlow grinned, showing sharp canine teeth, and a phantom slowly emerging behind him.

It was a huge and hideous black pipe organ. The six-layer keyboard was engraved with countless animalism and claw marks, and the flowing notes transformed different musical theories. Deducting the war between the giant beast and the dragon.

That is the iconic heritage instrument of the Dragon Stone School-The Sound of Howling.

Barlow's eyes are red, and the animal nature has been merged, as if burning, and it has entered a stage of deep resonance.

"You will regret it. Ye Qingxuan."

He paused every word: "After I tore you to pieces."

"Then you have to hurry up."

Ye Qingxuan smiled and closed his pocket watch: "Before dinner, we still have time to play a few rounds. I hope I can convince you."

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Late night, in the silent lobby of the hotel, there are only heavy **.

In front of a few dinners that are almost cold. The musicians were silent to each other. Only Barlow stared at the oil lamp in front of him like a maniac, sweating like rain, his face pale.

"How about we eat first?"

Samuel sighed, "If you don't eat it, it will be cold, and it will cost you money again. How long will Barlow have to hold on?"

He doesn't mind eating cold, but he does mind spending money.

Besides, it takes a lot of money to occupy the best table here...If he certainly didn't care before, but he just squandered a lot to rain in Oz, and the bag was empty.

If it weren't for Ye Qingxuan's treat, he would definitely go to Miller.

"It won't be long before Barlow's stamina is almost exhausted."

Miller stretched out his hand and pressed Barlow’s wrist, shook his head and sighed: "I hope Ye Qingxuan can'convince' him. After all, are the Summoning Schools such hard-hearted gangsters? The study of animality puts the head on the bad. Dropped..."

"At least this is the case of the Dragon Stone School. My teacher told me that when encountering the neurosis of the Dragon Stone School, I should have a meal first, and then I will have the possibility of talking~IndoMTL.com~Meeting guys of any school, Your teacher will let you have a fight first!"

Just after two people waited for a long time, when they made up their minds to eat first, they saw Ye Qingxuan stretch out his hand and extinguish the light on the table. The light dimmed.

Barlow's body shook and he almost slid off the chair, sweating and panting.

As if struggling from the suffocation of the deep sea, he opened his mouth wide, his lips were faintly purplish, his fingers trembled, and the sweat fell from his hair to the collar.

Miller reached out to take care of his situation, but he waved and refused.

"I admit defeat."

He **** and looked up at Ye Qingxuan. Although he was not reconciled, he still squeezed a voice from his teeth: "In the ruins, I listen to you."

So Ye Qingxuan laughed.

"Then, happy cooperation." (To be continued.)