Crown of Silence

Chapter 153 The Professor’s Essence

For a moment, the professor stopped.

There was silvery dust suspended in the air in front of him, like catkins, drifting in the wind, gathering and dispersing invisible.

Under the dim flash, they glowed slightly.

Clear and translucent.

But when the dust fell on the professor's body, it seemed to be burning, making a hissing sound!

Ye Qingxuan smiled and slowly raised his right hand, holding a heavy and thick leather bag in his hand.

As the five fingers were loosened, the skin bag fell to the ground, and a large amount of silver sand flowed out of it - it took Bai Xi a day to collect all the jewelry processing shops in Avalon. thing.

Everything in the skin is fine sand made from pure silver.

"What's wrong? Professor."

Ye Qingxuan squatted down, picked up a handful of silver sand from the leather bag, held it in his hand, and watched the bright silver metal dust emerge from his fingertips and fall.

In the dim moonlight, there was a beautiful rainbow light.

"I brought these little things specially for you, how do you like them? Do you like them?"

The professor was silent. He stood where he was and no longer approached. But his eyes were full of rage that shocked Ye Qingxuan!

Seeing his look, Ye Qingxuan smiled.

It seems that the professor likes it very much.

That's great.

"Mr. Professor..."

In the silence, the young man stared at the vague face under the professor's hood, with a solemn and sarcastic expression, "Perhaps, I should call you one of the legends of Avalon...

——Mr. ‘Vampire’. "

The professor was silent.

But Ye Qingxuan's voice came from the darkness, neither urgent nor slow, neither cold nor indifferent, with a completely annoying arrogance and elegance:

“After all these years, I’m afraid no one has thought that you are actually the legendary ‘vampire’, a fallen race ‘moon spirit’ lurking in Avalon.

But it’s no wonder, you have always been secretive, staying up day and night, and you don’t even dare to show your face... By the way, do you really have pointed ears? "

He changed the topic and looked at the professor's hood curiously, wanting to see clearly what was underneath.

The professor finally made a voice, extremely solemn.

"Holmes. It's not a good thing to know too much."

"Yeah?"

Ye Qingxuan played with the silver sand on his fingertips: "But I love this feeling! If this is a crime, I would like to sit through the bottom of the prison."

The professor stared at him and asked coldly: "How do you know?"

"Probably because of... the research on the 'Scarlet Letter'? This is also thanks to your traitorous subordinate."

Ye Qingxuan stood up slowly, supported his cane, and leaned lazily against the wall:

"Do you want to use his death to lure the people in the parliament into a trap and then exact revenge? This is a subtle method."

"I went to see the scene."

Ye Qingxuan shook his head and sighed: "It's so tragic, his whole body was burned. But is this to silence him, or to cover up your punishment for him?"

The professor was stunned.

Ye Qingxuan stretched out his hand and touched his carotid artery: "There are two very small holes in his neck, here, where it was burned... If you look at it with a specific purpose, you won't notice it at all. ?

When I found the two small holes, I understood.

What exactly is a so-called ‘professor’? "

"The forensic doctor said that your method was very cruel. The temperature had evaporated all the blood, but in fact, all the blood had been sucked dry by you, right?

You betrayed you and you drained his blood, either to heal or just to punish him.

In the end, he was burned, and in order to destroy his body and eliminate his traces and silence, he left behind his own breath, leading the House of Representatives to catch up with him and bring the blood pack to your mouth to heal your wounds...it was like killing three birds with one stone! "

He paused and chuckled: "It's just that you underestimated his revenge against you."

The professor's breath became colder and colder, but Ye Qingxuan was cheerful: "Let me guess, when you noticed someone approaching, you lit him on fire, watched him scream and die, and turned around to leave, right?

But the venomous snake can only be tamed by the venomous snake, and he will use his last time to take revenge on you. "

"——He left blood words on the wall, leaving your 'big secret'."

“I was very confused at first because I had never seen that font before, and I thought it was a type of text or font that I had never seen before.

Only in the end did I realize that what he wanted to leave behind was not words, but blood. "

He slowly narrowed his eyes and stared at this silent 'legend':

"This is the secret he wants to tell others - the criminal mastermind of Avalon, the mysterious man who has been hiding behind the scenes, the feared professor... he is the moon spirit of the fallen clan, the blood-sucking demon!

‘Professor’ Moriard Emperor is the legendary ‘vampire’ of Avalon! "

He pointed at the professor and said in a cold voice: "The above is my research on the word in blood. If there is anything that is not thoughtful, please correct me!"

A long time, a long time.

The professor let out a hoarse laugh: "There is nothing to correct, your inference is correct. Based on this alone, you concluded my identity?"

"Maybe it's because I have a big brain, right?"

Ye Qingxuan raised his finger and pointed at his forehead:

"I actually just discovered something recently. Whether I like it or not, I don't know why, I am always connected to the legend of Avalon. Even if I take a detour, I will encounter some strange things inexplicably.

If you were me, you would definitely think about it when you encounter such a thing...Isn't it going to be a damn thing again this time?!"

"Your guess is correct and your inference is very clever. To be honest, Avalon without shamans has been boring for so many years.

If I had an enemy like you earlier, I'm afraid my life wouldn't be so boring."

The professor's body exuded a faint murderous intent, and he locked onto Ye Qingxuan tightly:

"What a pity..."

" Hehe. "

Ye Qingxuan responded with a sneer:

"Stop pretending, Moriyadi! No matter what you are, even if you sucked all the blood of those guys to heal your wounds, you are now completely weak, right?

Don't think I don't know that even if Yueling can absorb other people's life through blood, it is still a big burden for itself. The stronger and more powerful the enemy's vitality is, the more difficult it is to merge!

This has nothing to do with your attainments as a musician, it is the talent limitation of the Yueling race! Now, after being severely injured for so long, just absorbing all the life of that black musician has exhausted you, right? "

Ye Qingxuan kicked the leather bag under his feet, letting the silver sand splash and flow all over the ground.

When he stared at the professor, his expression was extremely cold: "What the hell are you? To be honest, I don't care at all.

It's okay to keep a secret for you, but you'd better talk to me now. Otherwise, I'll bring these pure silver to have a 'good talk' with you!"

He clenched his cane, looked at the silent professor, and asked coldly:

"Tell me, is that little orangutan the key to the Shadow of Avalon? Where did you get this news... Why are you so determined to get him!"

The professor remained silent and turned a deaf ear.

Even if his weakness was in the hands of others, he remained calm and had no intention of giving in.

As if he was thinking.

Long thinking.

Until the end, he raised his eyes, and so many thoughts, so much determination and consideration, all turned into a sigh.

"What a pity."

Ye Qingxuan's eyes changed.

The sword light came to his face!

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In the central hall, the ceiling was broken, and a line of dim moonlight flowed down the gap, illuminating the silver dust on the ground, shining brightly.

But in this interweaving glow, two dazzling cold lights suddenly popped out from the professor's sleeves, cutting the air, but without any sound.

Like a human body made of gravel, the professor's figure became vague for a while, as if it collapsed with the wind, but the next moment he stepped on the silver dust and came silently.

In his hands, two sword blades intertwined and stabbed towards the boy's throat.

Unlike the chain saw monk's swordsmanship that was as open and harmonious as lava, the professor had no signs when he decided to take action, and even no body movements were seen.

The two long swords merged into the moonlight, coming silently, without the slightest murderous intent or violence, but with a quiet and desolate atmosphere, shocking people!

But the boy seemed to have seen through his thoughts. The moment his muscles moved, his face changed, the leather bag under his feet was lifted, and the silver sand was sprinkled all over his head, turning into a beautiful silver glow and rushing towards the moonlight sword.

With a swish, the sword blade cut through the silver light, causing it to flow past him. The remaining silver light fell on the professor's body, and suddenly changed, lighting up a little red.

Flames appeared out of thin air.

Red flames danced wildly.

In an instant, the professor was enveloped by this terrifying flame, and the raging fire covered his body, burning his body. The method he used to deal with traitors a few days ago appeared on him again.

This is the innate defect of the Moon Spirit Clan. After betraying humans and the Silver Moon, they were infected with the Silver Poison Curse.

Even if they can absorb the vitality of others through blood, they will still lose control and their wills will be confused under the shining of the Silver Moon. Moreover, all silver will turn into a soul-stirring poison when it touches them, burning them to ashes!

But Ye Qingxuan didn't expect that the professor would fight with him even if he died together.

He actually did it? !

He staggered back, using the musical notes and qi in his hand to roll up silver sand all over the ground, resisting the professor's fierce attack, but even though he had the advantage of time and place, and seized the critical moment when the professor could not use the ether, he still found that he could not gain the upper hand.

In the flames, the professor who was burned showed a vague and hideous smile, and his voice was hoarse: "You don't think that Yue Ling's talent is only blood sucking, right?"

Ye Qingxuan reacted immediately, and a layer of cold sweat oozed from his back.

Yue Ling, a tribe that is good at swordsmanship and archery... They are the most feared assassins among the fallen tribe!

But this perverted professor is not only successful in the way of musicians, but also has such a perverted talent in swordsmanship?