Crown of Silence

Chapter 115 Question and Answer Time

"Don't fucking talk nonsense!"

The Rat King's eyes were angry, and he clenched his crossbow and suddenly pointed it at him: "Did the Luso family hire you? Or did the Indians want revenge? Was it the professor's son of a bitch, or the old shaman?!"

"Sorry, none of them."

Ye Qingxuan shrugged slightly, walked casually, and carried his cane on his shoulder, like a young man who was jumping and jumping on the street.

He didn't care about the crossbows that could blow him to pieces at any time, but just looked around the scene, and said in amazement:

"I'm only here for myself, sir, I'm only here to get answers to some questions."

"Fuck the answers!"

The Rat King suddenly nailed the crossbow to the girl's face: "Kneel down, or I'll make a hole in her head now!"

He didn't think that the monster would surrender just by relying on this little girl, but this little girl at least had some relationship with him. With her in his hands, the guy didn't dare to move rashly.

He just wanted to shake the monster, even if it was a little flustered, it would give people an opportunity to take advantage of it.

Behind him, the hidden hand slightly hooked, made a famous gesture, and issued an order.

In the shadow behind the boy, a shadow approached silently, and at his waist, the dark green dagger silently pulled out a section.

That was the best thief and assassin under his command, an assassin who was recruited at a high price.

The assassin from the distant ancient country of Persia took secret medicine since childhood, making his bones tough and light, and his body soft like cotton, but his strength was so strong that it was inhuman in cruel training, and he could easily strangle a saber-toothed tiger in the dark.

With such subordinates working for him, the Rat King naturally rested at ease. He was never afraid of powerful enemies, but only afraid of colleagues who liked to hide in the dark and make trouble like himself.

Even if it was a black musician, as long as he attracted his attention and shook his mind, he could still cut out his heart with one knife.

But to his surprise, the shadow gentleman in front of him sneered, without even looking at the little girl in his hand.

In the shadow of the top hat, the pair of cold eyes just swept across Sam's face, as if looking at an overconfident insect, with a hint of pity.

"I told you, you'd better not do that."

In his hand, the cane paused, and the sound of the strings being vibrated faintly appeared in the void. A burst of manic and noisy sharp sounds burst out with the collision of the cane and the ground.

The sharp sound pierced everyone's eardrums and blurred their eyes.

But behind Ye Qingxuan, the man who had just pulled out the dagger and silently approached trembled. It was as if his internal organs were beating and tearing angrily, his muscles wanted to break free from the constraints of the skeleton, and his blood vessels were twisting wildly.

The pain like an illusion came suddenly and fell on him, causing him to scream, twitch all over, and fall to the ground in spasm.

The severe pain made his body curl up, and he didn't even know that he was scratched by the dagger. In the twitching, the friction between the joints made a crisp sound, and he subconsciously began to clavicle.

The man wanted to attack him, but he didn't know that when the Jiuxiao Ring Pei was activated and he was on guard, all the ether within the perception range would become his eyes.

This 360-degree perspective confused him for a long time, and he still didn't quite adapt to it.

In the legend, it is not a lie that with a good instrument in hand, the musician's power doubles out of thin air.

Sensing someone approaching quietly, Ye Qingxuan instantly urged his tired mind and played "Black Friday. The third section", controlling his body senses and bringing him phantom pain like a burning fire!

Until the end, a man shrank to the size of a dwarf and twisted with difficulty. The blue veins crawled on his face like a living thing. He stared at the Rat King desperately, opened his mouth to speak, but couldn't make a sound, only a sharp cackle.

Everyone felt a chill on their backs, and they finally understood why Kruger had become like that.

"Shoot him, shoot him!"

Sam screamed.

Next to him, his subordinates wanted to pull the trigger, but found that their fingers could not pull it down no matter what.

In an instant, Sam's scream stopped abruptly, and the sound was stuck in his throat.

The body was no longer under his control.

The dark melody surged like a river, drilling into their limbs, flowing in their brains, and taking away their minds.

Then it brought the pain of hell.

In the shadow under the top hat, painful veins appeared on the boy's face, and the performance beyond the limit was about to drain him dry.

The melody originally used for a single person now became a force that instantly interfered with more than a dozen people. Although it was just using the melody to stir up negative emotions in their hearts, it was far beyond his ability.

Fortunately, he was well prepared.

Behind him, Ye Qingxuan quietly pressed the button of the double snake watch with his left hand, and chanted the secret words in a low voice:

"——Everything is dim, only the tree of life is evergreen."

Instantly, the crisp rhythm sounded in his ears, knocking on his drowsy will and driving away the original fatigue and pain.

He became more energetic than ever, and his perception was twice as sharp in an instant, almost giving him the illusion that he was expanding.

Under the 360-degree viewing angle, he felt that his vision was freed from his body, rising to the sky, looking down at these thugs who were immersed in pain.

The difficult performance suddenly changed and became as smooth as flowing water.

Under the doubled induction and manipulation, Ye Qingxuan's power instantly soared to the limit of the rhythm level.

The ether obediently accepted the guidance and drive of the melody, transformed into non-existent fire and blades, and brought hellish phantom pain to his enemies.

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This illusion of omnipotence only lasted a few seconds and then could no longer be maintained.

But it was only a few seconds, but in the Mouse King's perception, it seemed like a lifetime. Stimulated by the unprecedented pain, he almost collapsed.

When the melody stopped abruptly, he screamed and staggered back as if waking up from a dream.

The little girl who was being restrained by him was not polite to him. She immediately jumped up, knocked him over with her elbow, snatched his hand crossbow and aimed it at his head.

Then he kicked him hard in the crotch, causing his eyes to bulge and he rolled on the ground in pain.

"Let you grab my hair! Let you pinch my face!"

Bai Xiyou kicked him hard with anger, pointed at his head with a hand crossbow, and retreated to Ye Qingxuan's side.

After getting closer, she saw the veins in the corners of Ye Qingxuan's eyes and the slowly trembling left hand behind his back. Her eyes were panicked and she was about to say something. But after she saw the look Ye Qingxuan cast, she understood his plan and did not show any panic.

"I admit defeat..."

On the ground, panting Sam raised his head and glared at Ye Qingxuan: "If you want to kill or behead, you can do it yourself. But don't think that I will just wait for death. My men will avenge me, even if you kill me. It’s impossible to walk out of this cemetery intact.”

"Haha, really?"

Ye Qingxuan looked down at him and laughed softly, with a touch of sarcasm: "Why rush to seek death, Your Excellency?

Didn't I say it before? I am only here to get answers to some questions. If you are willing to answer honestly, I may not let you live.

Of course, if you don't want to cooperate with me, I won't let you die.

——What I mean, do you understand? "

Sam's eyes changed, and he understood Ye Qingxuan's meaning: If he was unwilling to cooperate, I'm afraid there would be torture more terrifying than death waiting for him.

He was extremely convinced of this, after all, he had just experienced the torture from hell.

"Do you keep your word?"

He looked at the shadow suspiciously. Although he was full of fear, he still couldn't help but grasp this life-saving straw: "What do you want to know? As long as I know, I will tell you."

"You surrendered so easily when you heard you could survive?"

The black shadow sneered: "You really have the style of the Mouse Society."

There was no shame in the eyes of the Rat King, but he was calm as a matter of course: "Could it be that if I had the backbone, you would let me go?"

"hehe."

Shadow smiled and did not answer. He just asked: "I heard that there was a lot of excitement in Xiacheng District a few days ago. To be honest, I also want to know the details. You might as well tell me. Listen?"

"Are you here also for that white-haired brat?"

The Rat King suddenly realized: "It turns out you are also looking for the 'Blood Road'!"

"It's you who answered me, make no mistake."

Ye Qingxuan's voice turned cold.

Although he did not receive a response, the Rat King came to this conclusion in his heart: Indeed, besides King Arthur's treasure, what else could make a black musician sneak into the royal capital of Angelo despite the pursuit of the Silent Agency? !

"Have you thought about it? My friend."

The dark figure lowered his head and looked at the pocket watch in his hand, seemingly impatient: "Our time is precious, don't waste it."

After saying that, he made a gesture to stir up the melody.

"Wait, wait, I said!"

The Rat King opened his mouth and told everything he knew as if he were pouring beans out of a bamboo tube:

"Within ten days, we heard a rumor that the Shadow of Avalon, which hides King Arthur's treasure, was about to awaken, and the blood road leading to the Shadow of Avalon was about to open.

Some people say that the key to the blood path lies in the white-haired kid. "

Ye Qingxuan sneered: "What is the legend? What do you believe?"

"To be honest, we don't believe in the Shadow of Avalon, and the rumor is also very confusing.

But it was the professor who spoke first. The professor seemed to want to monopolize the kid and would not allow anyone to interfere. Tianzhu seemed to have got the exact information about where he was. He would rather fall out with the professor than get the kid. The Luso family and the mad dogs of Asgard also want to take advantage of the situation..."

"What about you?"

"We just do dirty work for the nobles. We don't have any idea about blood roads. Really! Really!"

The Rat King quickly defended: "But the higher-ups seem to be quite concerned about this news and ordered us to try our best to muddy the water, and there is also a noble family that has issued a reward for the kid.

That brat deposed the heir of their family. They had no way to exert influence on the academy, so they paid a hundred thousand pounds to make that brat die in the most painful way..."

For a moment, as if in an hallucination, Sam felt the dark shadow darken.

"Which family?" Black Shadow asked coldly.

The Mouse King's body trembled and he replied loudly: "It's Rossi, the Rossi family!"

Ye Qingxuan was silent, his eyes gradually turned cold.

It turned out to be Edmund.