Silent Crown Chapter 49: The sea rises and the moon shines

　　 At the moment the strings were fluctuated, all the sound disappeared.

　　 The original silver light converged from all directions and turned into a frenzy sweeping, but now those etheric flashes have disappeared, leaving only the sound of the piano.

　　 There is a sharp and sonorous aura hidden in the beautiful tone, like a sharp blade out of its sheath, and the beetle leaves rubbing against each other, and the indescribable length gradually reveals the killing intent.

　　 In the lonely sound of the piano, faint ripples spread from Ye Qingxuan's fingertips, extending in all directions.

Everywhere 　　 passed, all the light dimmed, the flame went out, the blood lost its color, and the darkness turned into meaningless gray... Everything seemed to be the same, but it seemed to be pulled by something. further and further.

　　A white mist emerged from the sky and spread vaguely. It is not thick, but thin and vaguely, covering all the space. It's like the breath exhaled in winter, curled and diffused.

　　 A faint chill rose, lingering in every inch of space.

　　Mingming’s limbs can feel the residual heat of the fire, but the feeling of ‘cold’ is madly spreading from both perception and spirit.

　　 The ghost woman was stunned, she subconsciously wanted to back up, but her footsteps stopped in mid-air. The cold that didn't exist at all had penetrated into her mind, slowly freezing her thinking and will.

　　 In the end, she stood in the white mist, her will frozen in shock and fear.

　　 Everything seems to be still.

　　 in this cold mist.

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　　In the dancing white fog, only the sound of the piano fell.

　　 Immediately afterwards, the sparse sound of the piano suddenly changed, and the seemingly intermittent notes formed a continuous movement. The real ‘small preface’ has finally begun.

　　 In the silence, the sound of the piano suddenly appeared crisp and deep, and the fiery and decisive thought emerged from it, beating in everyone's heart.

　　 They reverberate in the air, invisible and innocent, but with shocking power. Wherever he went, all ghosts and demons were overwhelmed by the majestic and cold breath!

　　 This is by no means physical interference, but purely spiritual resonance.

　　 The sound of the piano fell silent, but it drowned all the evil spirits and monsters. The resentment lodged in the ether was easily washed away. Those so-called resentments, unwillingness and bitterness are nothing in front of the fierce will in the sound of the piano.

　　 is like a sea tide sweeping over, breaking down the fortress on the sand pile, breaking down like a joke.

　　 collapse!

　　 　　 the will to become a sharp blade, melted into the sound of the piano, sweeping in all directions, the invisible ghosts frozen in the white mist trembled, collapsed silently, and fell apart.

　　Only white ashes were scattered on the ground.

　　 Those remaining resentments escape, like a sea tide, flowing back toward the fragile reason of the hag!

　　 For an instant, her eyes widened muddily.

　　 Above her aging limbs, the notes of "Bottom Chestnut" collapsed silently, like rags cracked in the ice.

　　 followed, frantically resentful pulling her, swallowing her last will.

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　　 seems to be thrown into an endless abyss in an instant.

　　The eyes can see, the ears can’t smell, the smell is odorless, and the touch has no sense...

　　 The cruel sound of the piano stripped her perception from him again and again, and in the end, only a rickety soul fell into the abyss desperately.

　　 fall, an endless fall, a fall without an end.

　　 The unprecedented loneliness swept through his will, causing her to whine, but she couldn't even confirm whether she could still make a sound. Until the end, he saw a round of moonlight jumping out of the abyss.

　　In the near-eternal loneliness, everything is meaningless. Even being alive has become a long nightmare.

　　In the abyss where there is no time to refer to, this nightmare seems to be eternal and endless. It has held her for thousands of years, but what she really feels is only the moment when her will can't even work.

　　 A moment later, the hag remained standing still, unable to move.

　　嘭!

　　The sound of the firecracker being thrown into the ditch sounded.

　　 The slight explosion came from within her skull, as if some fragile and soft tissue had broken. Dark purple bruises gurgled from the corners of her eyes, nostrils, and eardrums.

　　 But she finally broke free from the nightmare.

　　In this last time, staring blankly at the phantom behind the boy, like crying and laughing:

　　 "You are... still here... the white-haired monster turned out to be you!"

　　Her voice is full of surprise: "Why are you here."

　　In those eyes, vaguely vicious sarcasm and fear from the heart were revealed. But this was only the last time to come back to light, her eyes dimmed and she fell to the ground.

　　 The blood flowed out of her body, gathered into a pool of blood, and seeped into the cracks in the stone slab.

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　　The sound of the piano still reverberates in the narrow space, and as the alley extends in all directions, the gradually dissipated sound merges into the stone, water and wind.

　　 At that moment, the entire lower town of Avalon heard that faint sound in their sleep. The sonorous sound of the piano, like gold and iron interlaced, merged into the dream and changed the dream.

　　 So they saw the raging sea coming from nowhere in this dark night.

　　In the endless ocean tide, a silver-white moon wheel rises from the end of the sky. The moonlight is shining all over the world, graciously and fairly shed light on.

　　 There is a bright moon on the sea!

　　 At this moment, the sky and the earth are all this moonlight!

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　　 I don’t know how long it took before the strings began to fall apart.

　　 Those ethers condensed into substance lost their form again and turned into silver mist. The mist quickly dissipated in the encumbrance, reflecting the looming phantom.

　　 is like a mirage thrown from far away, his figure is blurred and his face is blank. But when he stared at the boy in front of him, his eyes were tender and pitying.

　　 He stroked the boy's white hair, as if trying to touch him with the vain mist, but he was helpless.

　　 Until the end, Ye Qingxuan finally awakened from the state of selflessness, but only to remember to see his last shadow.

　　 He gradually moved away, and was about to dissipate with the mist. He noticed the boy's gaze in amazement, so he stopped, and turned his head slightly. The corners of his mouth seemed to be smiling, but he couldn't see clearly.

　　"Leaf, solve that puzzle."

　　His lips closed silently: "Go to the end of that dream."

　　 The mist rippled for a moment and disappeared without a trace.

　　 Ye Qingxuan stared at the place where he once existed, trying to say something, but it was too late.

　　 He felt that he had seen an illusion, but that feeling clearly existed. The man came back and came here because of the sound of the piano. After a short stay, he left helplessly.

　　 He beat the wall angrily, as if venting the sadness and weakness in his heart: if he wakes up earlier, would he have time to say something to him?

　　 He doesn’t know what to say, maybe it’s a curse, maybe it’s an accusation... But why did you leave so fast?

　　 Ye Qingxuan lowered his head in annoyance, rubbing the corners of his eyes, as if trying to get rid of the bitterness that lingered there.

　　 Until then, he saw the girl’s eyes gradually opening, as if she had awakened from a long dream. She opened her eyes wearily, staring at the boy in front of him, trying to judge him Whether it is my own illusion.

　　 "Are you awake?"

　　 Ye Qingxuan wanted to pull her up, but felt pain all over her body as if she had been hit by a stone. But it wasn't until this time that he realized that his broken finger bones had been reassembled again at some point.

　　 The ten fingers are still swollen and black, but they are no longer completely necrotic. Maybe they can return to the old flexibility after applying the medicine. Ye Qingxuan tried to bend his joints and laughed happily when he noticed that his fingers moved.

　　 "Let's go."

　　 Ye Qingxuan, knelt down and said softly: "We should go back."

　　Bai Xi looked at him blankly, and after a long time, pulled his sleeve to get up from the ground. She seemed to be extremely exhausted, and she didn't have the energy to speak anymore. But at this time, she was behaved~IndoMTL.com~ She didn't know how to mess around, she wouldn't run around, and she wouldn't be obedient.

　　 She obediently pulled Ye Qingxuan's sleeve, quietly, like all little girls. Sometimes she would look up at Ye Qingxuan's profile, her eyes confused and complicated. Sometimes she can talk, as if she is extremely sleepy, her voice is faint and at a loss: "...I had a nightmare just now."

　　 "The nightmare is over."

　　 Ye Qingxuan said softly: "Those bad things are limited. Once done, there will be no more."

　　 "Really?"

　　 "Really." Ye Qingxuan rubbed her hair: "I won't lie to you."

　　"Bai Xi raised his head and looked into his eyes: "Then if I lie, will you be angry? "

　　 "No, it doesn't matter if you lie to me..."

　　 Ye Qingxuan shook her hand and suddenly said softly:

　　 "Thank you, Bai Xi."

　　 Bai Xi was stunned, she seemed to want to say something, but she didn't say anything. After a long time, she lowered her head and said ‘oh’, and then there was no more sound.

　　 Seeing what she wanted to say but was embarrassed to say it, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but laugh.

　　 He is really cold and hungry now, and sleepy, his body seems to be torn apart, painful. But these things are okay.

　　 At least he has to leave here with Bai Xi first, to a place outside of hell.

　　 "From now on, there will be a new life waiting for you."

　　 he said softly.