Silent Crown Chapter 364: I whistle to you

When Ye Qingxuan woke up from the drowsiness, he only felt that he had a splitting headache.

In the underground room that was transformed into a cage, he was soaked in some kind of viscous liquid, even breathing hard. I couldn't feel the blood flow, I also lost the sense of the ether, and even my mind was drowsy and unable to concentrate.

"Hey, should you be so serious?"

Ye Qingxuan opened his eyes with difficulty, with a hoarse voice: "Isn't it enough to tie a rope?"

"How does the rope-like pediatrics accord with the treatment you deserve?" Naberis smiled strangely: "Now you are enjoying the master treatment, how about it? Are you happy?"

"Happy your mother's legs..."

"I can rest assured to see you live so vigorously."

Nabelis nodded in satisfaction: "In order to be afraid of your loneliness, I will let Mordred be with you 24 hours a day. He is very obedient, you can tell him what you need, including wanting You can also listen to short stories before going to bed.

Don't be afraid, it won't be too long, it will be your turn in a few hours. "

He paused, his slender eyes narrowed, full of expectation: "Don't be afraid, you will not be deprived of anything when you fall into the darkness. All you get is release.

I really look forward to it. How strong will those evil thoughts and powers that are imprisoned in your heart, and the darkness far beyond your imagination, make you stronger? "

Ye Qingxuan lowered his eyes and stopped listening. It just sensed the whole body quietly, and couldn't help being disappointed: the group of black musicians really gave him a master treatment, and he went all over himself, not even a handkerchief left.

As the top priority of the Nine Heavens Ring Wear, it is naturally impossible to leave it to him.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look behind Naberis. Behind the young man who was squatting on the ground looking through fairy tales, his outfit was hanging on the wall, all his belongings...

"How long have I been in a coma?" Ye Qingxuan sighed.

"Two months." Naberis laughed: "So don't worry, Auschwitz has been burned to the ground. The good news about this trial is: your competitors are all It's dead~ The bad news is. You didn't make a profit either."

Ye Qingxuan didn't bother to look at him: "To be honest."

"Hey, half an hour..."

Nabelis shook his head: "It's not good if you are too familiar. You can't even make a joke."

Before the voice fell, footsteps sounded from the door of the dungeon. A figure dressed in black walked into Naberis: "Head Crowley invites you to come."

Nabelis nodded and glanced at the visitor, his eyes couldn't help but a little surprised: "He chose you? Good eyes."

"Since I am the leader of the team, I will leave it to you first. I believe you can spend a good time with my prisoner." He patted the shoulder of the caller, turned and left.

In the silent cell. Only Ye Qingxuan, who was shackled in the cage, and those who came outside the cage were left.

"Yo, Colt..."

Looking at his indifferent expression, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but laugh strangely, and exclaimed: "The new clothes are so handsome. I didn't expect you to be suitable for this suit. It's really unexpected."

In the face of this unabashed sarcasm, Colt was just indifferent: "Whatever you say. Isn't it done like this with your ability? As long as people know how to give up immediately, they won't be like You fell like this. You were embarrassed like this.

I didn't expect Naberis to be so good. This pool of healing solution is also mixed with the remaining flesh and blood of the Dark Earth Mother. In addition to healing you, you can have an extra ability after you transform.

You have to thank him, he is really good to you. "

"Really?"

Ye Qingxuan chuckled softly: "Unexpectedly, the black musicians are so hospitable, I can't wait to join this warm family! When are you going to take me to meet your'parents'?"

Speaking of this, he paused for a while, and looked at Colt with contempt: "By the way, you are not a black musician yet. You have never seen the appearance of'Dad'. So he can't wait. Is it coming to sing the hymn?

You will be sad when the teacher of the Rock Iron School knows about it. "

Colt's complexion did not change, as if he hadn't heard it, he didn't move.

Only behind him, Mordred in the corner suddenly raised his eyes. With a cold look in his eyes, a dragon scale nail popped from his fingers, sharp as a blade.

As if sensing the chill from behind, Colt quietly took a step back. In his arms, hold the fingers of the knife handle tightly and loosen them one by one.

"Do it yourself. Ye Qingxuan."

He took a deep look at the young man in the cage, then turned and left.

In the silence, Ye Qingxuan watched him go away, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, sighing that he couldn't control his broken mouth. Almost irritated that guy completely, what can I do if I kill myself regardless of his anger?

"Mo, thank you~" He waved to the boy in the corner.

The young man raised his head and glanced at him, ignoring him, with a look of disgust and coldness.

"..."

Ye Qingxuan was speechless for a while, but in the silence, the time was so long and so long that he could not help it until the end, he finally couldn't help it, and said again: "Will you really read me fairy tales?"

Mordred looked up at him in astonishment, as if convinced that there is such a boring adult in this world, then lowered his head and began to read the fairy tales in the book with difficulty.

It's stumbling to read, there is really nothing to appreciate, but it makes people irritable, and can't help but wonder what new punishment this is.

"Ahem, Xiao Mo."

Ye Qingxuan coughed in a low voice and cleared his throat: "Can you help your brother take the clothes on the wall? You need brother's backpack..."

Mordred looked up and looked at him with a mentally retarded look: "Uncle General, if you tell me that, let me tell you-do you think I'm a fool?"

"..."

The complexity of Ye Qingxuan's mood at this moment is beyond words.

He sighed: "What else can you do besides reading me fairy tales? Can you whistle?"

"...Do you want to listen?" Mordred glanced at him and shook his head: "I don't know how to blow."

"I didn't expect you to blow."

Ye Qingxuan sighed weakly: "I have a whistle in my backpack. You can just take it out and blow it on."

Mordred froze for a moment, thought for a while, hesitated: "Why do you want to blow your whistle?"

"Then you can whistle."

"I don't know how to whistle."

"Then you can only find a whistle to blow on, right?" Ye Qingxuan shrugged innocently, and then rolled around in the cage like a salted fish**: "Help, I really want to hear the whistle. , I’m going to die without a whistle!"

Mordred hesitated for a long time, until Ye Qingxuan was too annoyed to do it. Then he got up irritably and kicked on the railing: "Shut up! Isn't it just listening to the whistle..."

Ye Qingxuan shut up obediently and watched Mordred pull his backpack from the wall, making a mess: "Oh. Not over there, underneath, I have a hand for you, next to the small box, yes. . Yes, this is it!"

He couldn't help but clapped his hands: "Blow one, blow one, blow one!" It was like a kid in a kindergarten waiting for someone to perform.

Mordred glanced suspiciously at him, then looked down at the whistle in his hand, and after checking for a long time, he found that it was an ordinary whistle, which was useless except for occasional blowing.

At this time, the value of treacherous is highlighted. If Nabelis is here, let alone blowing the whistle, just smash the whistle and burn it to ashes.

But Mordred is different.

After hesitating for a long time, he picked up the whistle that Master Angelu gave to Ye Qingxuan and put it in his mouth.

The whistle rang.

The voice was slender and crisp, as if it was transmitted to a far place in an instant.

At that moment, Ye Qingxuan was ecstatic and laughed. Almost somersaulted in the cage.

A long time, a long time...a long time **** it.

There was silence, and nothing happened.

Ye Qingxuan waited blankly, and another long time passed.

Still nothing happened.

His smile stiffened on his face. It's like weathered into a withered old cabbage.

Outside the cage, Mordred was tired of blowing his whistle, put the whistle down, and threw it into the cage, with an impatient look: "If you like it, you can blow it yourself. I have never heard anyone blowing a whistle. Happy people...Do you have any canine demon blood?"

"..."

Ye Qingxuan is holding the whistle. Crying without tears.

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Somewhere.

In a dark abyss, somewhere filled with endless darkness.

In the small space, six imprisoned masters sat cross-legged on the ground, frowning. Some people beat the darkness furiously, but the darkness was so empty, there was no sign of being dispelled.

"Don't waste your effort."

Mr. Hu sighed, "This is a projection of the abyss, everyone is wrapped in the garment of original sin. Unless the dark sky is broken, unless six people blew themselves together here, there is nothing we can do.

Although we are embarrassed to be trapped, it is very difficult for everyone to think that they want to remove us, or want to harm us. It's nothing more than closing a small dark room temporarily. "

"You said it was easy!" A master rolled his eyes and stared at him: "Your students, the group of Orientals returned home a few days ago! You have nothing to worry about, of course you are happy!"

"Of course, this is also part of the reason... But,'Here is peace of mind is my hometown', it's not wrong to follow the situation, right?" Mr. Hu smiled and waved his hand, pointing to the small stove in front of him and above. 'S tea kettle:

"The tea is almost ready, do you want some more?"

"The tea is ready? That's good!"

In the corner, the master who was lying on the ground snoring woke up instantly. The master from Anglo rubbed his eyes and yawned: "Oh, I slept really well. I haven't slept like this for a long time. It's incense."

"Dreams are born from the heart."

Mr. Hu smiled and said: "Maybe you are the kind of person who can sleep peacefully only in the abyss~ IndoMTL.com~ The master of Angelu smiled and did not correct it, just holding that Looking at the green tea soup in the teacup with the big thumb, he looked up and drank it in one sip.

"Someone told me that this is fate." The master shrugged: "I admit it."

In the silence, Mr. Hu was holding a teacup, smiling without speaking, but for some reason, he suddenly raised his head and listened harshly.

"Someone is blowing the whistle?"

"Does it? It doesn't matter..."

Angel's master yawned: "I have been sleep deprived recently, wait for me to sleep for a while."

Before speaking, he lay down in the corner and snored again.

Sleep very sweetly.

It's like being in the abyss, like dreaming of a peaceful destination. (To be continued.)