Silent Crown Chapter 48: 9 Xiaohuan Pei
In the dilapidated sewer, the figure of the hag is like a ghost.
The blood mixed with the poison boiled in her chest, making her painfully energetic.
The invisible ghosts swallowed the flesh of all living creatures, becoming stronger and more violent, but under her will, they could only be tamed like a dog.
As a deposit, the Easterners gave her medicine to cure the sequelae, which restored her state to full prosperity. This feeling of omnipotence is really long-lost.
Even if it is illusory, it is intoxicating...
The further down she walked, the more she seemed to be able to feel the breath left by Bai Xi... that kind of sweet blood made his movements speed up again.
"The fairy bones are born?"
The hag intoxicated with blood suddenly heard the description of the group of oriental people, and couldn't help but licked the corner of her mouth. In her eyes, a ghost-like light was shining.
is really beautiful blood, even if it is offered to a hundred eyes, it is also an excellent sacrifice...
The music score of "Bottom Chestnut Car" gave her strength, but it also gave her the desire of the demon, and her strong blood made her will erratic. For monsters, the stimulation of blood is more potent than any psychedelic medicine.
In the **** intoxication, she laughed wildly and commanded the invisible ghost, dragging the subordinates out of the corner and breaking her stomach.
The blood is sweet.
She stretched out her hand, took a handful of blood from the split head, tasted the sweetness of the tip of her tongue, but her movements suddenly froze.
because the stone slab under my feet is shaking.
The dust in the sky rose suddenly, because of the sudden shock and turbulence.
They jumped chaotically among the wreckage, as if to escape from this place. The whole tunnel was shaking slightly, but the shaking seemed to come from under the nine places, so that it was shocking.
Everything was shaking uncomfortably because of the violent sound of storms and thunder and lightning.
is like a wind cave opening in the thundercloud, dancing with electric light.
The invisible ghosts no longer listen to the control. They frantically want to break free from the shackles. The power of the backlash makes the hag's face flushed, almost bleeding.
She screamed and squeezed the resistance of the invisible ghosts forcefully, urging them to follow her.
Until the end, she finally saw where the turbulent sound came from.
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In the darkness, the boy knelt down on the ground holding the unconscious girl in his arms.
is like being possessed by something terrible, and his lungs make a deep and loud noise like thunder rubbing and wind surging.
There is great power condensed in his body, making his face pale. In the blood vessels protruding from his arm, he can almost see a huge amount of electricity rubbed by the ether.
The invisible ghost wrapped around him was torn apart by that power, like a strong wind blowing away blue smoke.
There seemed to be cold moonlight in his drooping eyes. The blood in all directions was forced back with his breathing, forming a perfect circle.
In this circle, there is nothing else.
"The Holy Spirit changes?"
The ghost woman was stunned, and a ray of fear flashed in her eyes. But soon, he discovered that this was not a sheet music for calling the Holy Spirit to possess, and there was no legendary magnificent sound praised by thousands of people.
Even if it is incomprehensible, everyone knows that this is a simpler and simpler phenomenon-an abnormal phenomenon that occurs when a huge amount of ether converges.
"Damn it."
The ghost woman took a step back.
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In the silence, the young man seemed to wake up from a long dream, with his drooping eyes raised and staring at the hag. The pupils of the eyes seemed to reflect the moonlight—indifferent, silent, and empty.
is like the eyes of the devil. There is a certain power in that kind of eyes. Just looking at it makes people feel terrified, awe... and crazy!
Mingming quietly, but under the gaze of those eyes, the screaming sound was suppressed, and the creeping runes frantically extracted the blood of the hag, and the melody of the "Bottom Car Prelude" Unfold.
Then, countless painful screams exploded, and the invisible ghosts frantically extracted the blood of the hag, becoming more and more ferocious.
Visible to the naked eye, the hag’s body shrivelled, and the intense pain made her furious. She hugged her head and screamed frantically: "Kill him! Kill him!"
In her mouth, the teeth with holes blew out a strange melody, the invisible ghost in the plasma was ordered to tremble, and swelled again by three points.
In the smelly ground wind, the blood tumbling, screamed and rolled toward the young boy ahead.
While the blood was rolling, she saw the boy gently lift his arm and spread his left hand.
At that moment, the hag clearly saw a smile from the corner of Ye Qingxuan's mouth. A sense of absurdity flashed by, making her stunned, and a bad premonition emerged in his heart.
She heard it, Ye Qingxuan opened his mouth and whispered something softly in the sound of wind and thunder. Immediately afterwards, a miracle came as if a ‘sacred chant’ had been imposed.
The light of the ether converged and attached to his broken left hand, causing the bones to return to their original position with the creaking sound. The blood flowed back into the wound, and the broken skin rolled over to heal. Leaving a trace of faint blood.
In an instant, the arm that had been fragmented was restored to perfection again.
In the bottom of Ye Qingxuan's heart, that inexplicable will urged his mind, making him involuntarily stretch out his palm and press it into the void.
At the fingertips of a young man, the light of the ether burned like a flame, igniting the ring with the coiled strings.
It shone and disappeared.
Then, a series of sharp sounds interrupted the hag's thinking.
collapse! collapse! collapse! collapse! collapse!
The sonorous sound of gold and iron rubbing suddenly sounded.
is like a copper bead falling on an iron plate, the sound is clear, the notes burst in the air, almost sparks! The crisp sound resounded, like a gust of wind and rain, echoing in the air, and every reverberation caused a tiny pinhole to appear on the wall.
Other than that, it seems useless.
But all the invisible ghosts suddenly stopped. They maintained their original postures, stagnating on the ground, in the blood, and in the air, as if they were frozen.
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The hag stared at the absurd scene blankly, cold all over her body.
Those ghosts and demons still stayed in place, as if they were frozen, but they weren't frozen. The air did not become a substance, and the so-called space was not frozen.
And, they are not stagnant, they are still struggling... The reason why they stopped in place is because they were pinned.
The burning fire light illuminates all this.
——It is an object condensed from the ether, and its slender and tough silver threads!
They pierce through the fine pinholes on the wall, the top of the head, and the ground, extend straight to the front, and then pierce through the wall.
Those extremely tight silver wires are erected in this deep tunnel, crisscrossing like a net. It's like a string on Yueshan Mountain, as it should be!
No, it is really strings... Strings condensed from ether!
At the moment when the beasts and evil spirits broke in, they spread out from all directions, staggered and protected the young man in the center, forming a complicated encirclement.
The unfolding force was too intense, and the extremely thin strings turned into arrows, piercing gold and breaking rocks. The stone in the front also penetrates, and the evil spirit in the front also penetrates.
The closest string is even one step away from the hag!
Among the intertwined strings, frantically invisible ghosts struggled and pulled their bodies out. The extremely thin strings resembled the blades of blades, which easily cut their blood and bones and made a buzzing trembling sound.
The sound is as clear as the chirping of a certain bird, cold and distant. They come from nothing, return to nothingness, leaving a curling echo.
"trap?"
The ghost woman was stunned, but soon, she was swallowed by a weird sense of absurdity: this is not a trap...
Those strings crisscrossing in the air are not traps at all, but the original appearance of something.
Aether fire forges green gold, shapes the body with music rhythm, and sees the origin with runes. This is a sharp blade forged by the heart and soul of the alchemist~IndoMTL.com~ an instrument that controls the ether and the realm of omnipresence!
"Changing the curtain new Yanyu, the old dragon sound in the sea."
In Ye Qingxuan's heart, the voice whispered softly: "Yeba, this is the'Jiuxiaohuan'."
At that moment, the sleeping soul opened its eyes.
He looked down at the world with Ye Qingxuan's eyes, gathered the ether with his hands, and controlled his body to sit upright, as if sitting on top of the formidable hall.
Inexplicably, Ye Qingxuan once again recalled the notebook he had lost.
is just above the notes. On the page where the wolf flute was once scribbled, the vague words and music scores in the memory suddenly changed.
No, they were originally like that, but for some reason, the wolf flute was not even aware of it. It was a seal that was applied to the pages of the book and worked in consciousness.
Now that the seal has been released, he finally noticed the things that he had been neglecting,
In the memory, the scribbled text began to change, and finally turned into a misty rune. Rune changed his mind and evolved a brand-new handwriting and melody.
The melody resounded in his mind, making him involuntarily stretch out his hand and press it on the strings.
So, the guqin that had been sleeping for years was finally played.
At this moment, the former musician named "Yue Yin" was resurrected from the young man. His will flowed with the blood on this persistent young man, guiding him to pluck the strings and play himself Chapter of Fate!