Silent Crown Chapter 642: Talk

In the silence, in the mist below, there are faint ether fluctuations.

An erratic theory of music was hidden in the mist, and it quietly extended, thinking that it was secretly connected to the alchemy matrix, intending to get a glimpse of it, but he didn't expect his every move to be under Ye Qingxuan's eyelids.

"What is this?"

Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but smile, a coldness flashed in his eyes: "I don't know what is good or bad, or is it courageous?"

In those low-hanging eyes, the cold moonlight lit up.

The Wand of Destiny pauses slightly.

The chapter of the moon, the stone of the sage, and the resonance of natural disasters, the trinity, the chapter of destiny runs violently, and the huge pressure formed by the theory of music flows upstream along that connection.

It's like the terrifying power of a mountain rolling on a cotton thread. In an instant, the abnormality was detected there, and I wanted to disconnect in a panic, but the music theory of the Nine Heavens Ring was like a vine. Parasitic on it, instantly rebels against the guest, and completely seizes the master control of the connection.

Immediately afterwards, the pressure of horror tilted down without scruples.

Boom!

In the fog, above the flagship of the phantom fleet, on the bridge, the enlightened musician who snickered with the ether ball in his hand suddenly let out a scream, bounced from the seat, his eyes shattered, as if by a hundred thousand scorching sun The brilliance burned into coke.

Immediately afterwards, the heart sound was broken. In the wailing and screaming, the body swelled into a sphere, bursting between his fingers.

Splashes of blood, smearing most of the bridge into scarlet.

Just as the blood was flowing, the gloomy voice from above the sky floated from the broken bones:

"——The miscellaneous fish get out!"

Just following an induction connection, it is like crushing an ant to death, and exploding an enlightened musician through the music theory of the saint.

Above the bridge, everyone felt a coldness from the heart.

Half of the commander's face was covered with blood, and he froze in place.

Unexpectedly, the revenge of the Prince Avalon would come so fast and so tragic...If he wanted to, he could even remotely control this unlucky ghost through his exquisite ghost-like wrist and turn him into a human bomb. Completely blow up the small half of the bridge to the sky.

However, I chose a relatively ‘small punishment and thin punishment’ method...

What is this?

Do you give the saints a face?

In the dead silence, the nun ‘Schubert’ has no expression on her face, still has her eyes down, reciting the instructions in the sacred scripture, without any response.

In the commander's angry sight, Lei Meng's expression also became embarrassed, and there was no way to continue holding the original frame, waiting for Ye Qingxuan to bow his head. It can only actively send out a communication link to the nomadic mountain in the sky.

"Mr. Ye, maybe we can talk."

In the long silence, Ye Qingxuan's chuckle voice sounded: "Is it you?

Bishop Raymond, what kind of drama is this? indomitable? The cult and the Burgundians mixed together and attacked our fleet. Is it unfair to stand?

I can deny that this is the meaning of the cult?

Or, is it the order of the Holy City? "

He came up without mentioning what he had done, so he raked a few times, and firmly buckled a few **** bowls on Raymond's head, making his expression annoyed.

As a qualified director of the sacramental ministry, this kind of talk will definitely not be stage fright. But at present, Ye Qingxuan's first call is completely beyond his expectation. He squeezed a Burgundian dog's head just after he played. He can't allow Ye Qingxuan to muddy the water, but can only pick himself out first:

"No, Mr. Ye, you misunderstood, the Holy City has nothing to do with this."

As soon as he said something, the commander of the Phantom Fleet instantly glared at him: I said that you were carrying the pot together, why did you throw all of your mouth at me? !

Raimon looked embarrassed and motioned to the commander to stay calm. After calming his mind, he determined to take the initiative again: "But the conflict and misunderstanding between Anglo and Burgundy, the cult can mediate on his behalf."

"Oh?"

Ye Qingxuan couldn't help laughing: "But, what's the price?"

"You and I know well."

Raymond replied indifferently: "Mr. Ye, you don't want the Royal Fleet to be destroyed, right?"

He knew that Ye Qingxuan could not bear such a high price.

As a maritime country, Anglo's navy itself is part of the national power. After the Battle of Leviathan, it is not a secret that the Royal Fleet was seriously depleted, but anyone with eyes can see it.

But a deadly camel is bigger than a horse. No one knows how many pounds of nails are in this rotten ship.

At this juncture, once the Royal Navy shows any signs of weakness, Angru will be in a bad situation, and even his ability to protect himself will be questioned.

What's more, it's the bones of Guixu's present world.

Now Raymond has stretched out his finger, as long as he moved at will, the paper tiger was poked down, no, it was even torn into pieces. By then, not only will the future maritime hegemony miss Anglo, I am afraid the situation will be worse...

Ye Qingxuan can't afford to gamble.

Long silence.

For a long time, Ye Qingxuan's voice sounded:

"Let me talk to Selvin first, how about it?"

"No."

Raymond shook his head: "Come first, come first, I came first, you have to talk to me first, Mr. Ye."

Ye Qingxuan's voice became cold: "I want to talk to Selvin, otherwise I won't have to talk, understand, Raymond?

——Otherwise, nothing to talk about! "

Ye Qingxuan's attitude is still tough, which is beyond Raymond's expectations, but this can't conceal the fact that he is already at the negotiating table.

Now that the negotiation has started, then the next question is how to talk...

Raymond sneered.

"I hope you are clear, Mr. Ye, this is my only concession. You waste it in the wrong place."

Speaking, he looked at Sister Schubert and motioned to her to release the shackles in the mist.

But even so~IndoMTL.com~ he did not allow Ye Qingxuan and Servin to contact themselves. The communications between the two parties were concentrated on the flagship of the Phantom Fleet.

The conversations between the two sides were all under his own monitoring. Lei Meng did not hide this point. On the contrary, he wanted to continue to pressure Ye Qingxuan through this point.

Holding in step by step.

"Now you can start talking, Mr. Ye."

Leimon sat in his seat, quickly thinking about the plan for the follow-up negotiations, but heard Ye Qingxuan’s low voice: "Admiral Selvin, remember the first time I saw you, you Did you say anything?"

Sovereign was silent for a moment, Servin was silent for a long time, and replied:

"Angel hopes everyone will fulfill their duties."

"Very good."

Ye Qingxuan applauded with satisfaction, and then ordered: "Next, I will bombard the Burgundian Navy. If necessary, please blew the ether furnace for support."

Raymond was stunned. The entire bridge fell into silence. He jumped up from his chair and roared: "Mr. Ye, don't play with such boring tricks!"

Ye Qingxuan ignored him at all, only Servin’s voice:

"Your Highness, will you lead Angelo to victory?"

"Hmm."

Ye Qingxuan replied: "Definitely."

"Good."

Selvin laughed, and before Raymond cut off the communication, he closed the communication on his own.

Only Ye Qingxuan's mocking laughter remained: "Look, I don't seem to need to talk to the sect again."

"You..."

Lei Meng's face was blue, and he was about to say something, but was interrupted by Ye Qingxuan's voice.

"—Then, let's start the battle between the red rose and the white rose!"

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