Crown of Silence

Chapter 380 Nowhere to Go

"Words are not enough."

Colt stretched out his hand: "Do you have any evidence?"

"No."

"What about the method of getting in and out?"

Colt asked again, pressing step by step: "At this time, you came here to take everyone to the underground palace, but you don't even plan to disclose the method of getting in and out?"

"I am the only one who has a way." Ye Qingxuan said lightly: "I don't plan to disclose the specific details."

"Ha." Colt laughed: "Then you must have gained something, right? The King of Yellow, the trace of the King of Yellow?"

Ye Qingxuan was silent.

After a long time, he said: "I don't know."

Colt looked at him with a strange look in his eyes, as if he was looking at a lunatic.

"In other words, you don't have any credentials, you don't provide any details, and you don't even want to disclose the specific location and entry and exit methods, but you want everyone to risk their lives to accompany you to find the secret room whose existence is still uncertain?"

Colt suddenly raised his voice:

"--Ye Qingxuan, what are you talking about in your sleep?!"

"Colt!"

Miller subconsciously stood up from the ground and glared at him.

Torre also looked over, and Casper grinned, revealing his sharp teeth. Colt looked back, not to be outdone. In his corner, several musicians with their arms folded looked over coldly, stepped forward silently, and wanted to surround him.

"Want to fight?"

Colt sneered and looked at Ye Qingxuan.

But Ye Qingxuan just kept silent.

He smoked his pipe and exhaled green smoke. In the smoke, a cold shadow emerged, so erratic, but lingering around the two of them.

It seemed that it would appear from behind Colt at any time and put an invisible blade on his neck.

Colt froze, looking at Ye Qingxuan gloomily, his expression changed: "I kindly let you in, but from the beginning, you wanted to fight me?"

Ye Qingxuan remained silent and did not answer.

After a long time, the pipe burned out.

The figure in the fog disappeared.

He lowered his head, knocked off the ash, took out a handkerchief to wipe the pipe clean, put it in his arms, slowly stood up, and put the backpack on his shoulders again.

"Since you are willing to stay here and wait for death, I have nothing to say."

He stopped looking at Colt and said lightly: "We will set off in two minutes. If you are willing to believe me, follow me."

Colt felt his contempt, his eyes changed, and became more gloomy.

But those who were watching blankly became agitated when they heard Ye Qingxuan's words. Some people hesitated for a while, then stood up and walked towards them.

"Hey, you're not really going, are you?"

"What if it's true? Isn't it just waiting here? Doing something is better than doing nothing. Even if I attract the black musicians after I go out, you will be safer here, right?"

"Then, then I'll go with you."

"What about you?"

"I..."

The whispers reached Colt's ears, causing a flash of coldness in his eyes and a tight pursed mouth.

With the arrival of Ye Qingxuan, all the things he had done so far seemed to be forgotten by everyone. That group of people would rather believe this sensational guy.

It has always been like this!

As long as this guy is here...

Five or six people are ready to leave, and the others are also hesitant, especially when Miller is ready to put away the Copper Mountain, the rest of the people also began to panic.

He hid the gloom in his eyes and finally made up his mind.

"--Wait!"

He raised his voice and looked at Miller. Miller turned around, his hand stiff in the air.

"I don't mind you leaving."

Colt looked at him coldly: "But if you take it, what will happen to the others?"

Hearing his words, everyone's expression became panic, and some of them had ferocious eyes. It was not until now that Miller realized that he had been surrounded without knowing it.

"If you want to leave, leave the Copper Mountain behind."

Colt looked at him with a cold expression: "There are so many people here, any resources are precious, but I can't accompany you to die."

Miller was stunned, looking at the people who surrounded him, at a loss.

"But, but...but this is Samuel's relic..."

Ye Qingxuan waved his hand, signaling him to stop talking.

"Tongshan is Samuel's relic. I want to take it away. Even if I don't take it away, I won't leave it to you."

He looked at the people who gathered around him indifferently, and his cane popped out from his fingertips and fell to the ground: "If you want to fight, come up and learn from me. If you want to reason, I only have one thing to say to you.

-What does your life or death have to do with me?"

Hearing his words, Colt laughed instead, paused the wooden cane in his hand, and asked softly: "It seems that you are determined to go your own way?"

"Don't bother, Colt, isn't this what you want to hear?"

Ye Qingxuan raised his eyebrows and looked at him, with a sarcastic smile on his lips: "But are you really sure you can beat me? Or can your teammates really play any role?

Think about it carefully, since I came in, how many links can I give you hints? How many fulcrums have been laid? What's more..."

What's more?

Behind him, Casper's shadow slowly expanded. The frenzied shadow rushed up the wall, like a burning flame, exuding a ferocious beast. The key of the musical note on Torre's arm has been materialized, and it only takes a moment to open the "human seal".

"Are you really ready?" Ye Qingxuan asked softly.

Are you ready to make a big fuss inside the position? Are you ready to face the means of fighting to the death? Or are you ready to let this shattered position collapse completely...

Colt was silent, leaning on the wooden stick, his expression gradually gloomy.

At that moment, everyone's eyes went black.

Boom!

The sharp sound pierced everyone's eardrums, full of affection from the darkness, and sounded from outside the position.

It was the desperate screams of countless girls, but it sounded so beautiful, so gentle and melodious, and indescribably gentle and beautiful.

Then, the abyss music theory from the dark sky suddenly fell from the sky and hit the defense of the position. On the battlefield, the materialized notes and music theory cracked into fine gaps.

The last gasp of a spent force.

In midair, the fire in the copper mountain dimmed and was almost suppressed.

"Black musician!"

In front of the window, the musician who was watching the wind screamed: "The black musician is coming!"

"Don't panic, how many people are coming..."

"It seems, it seems that there are only two?" The revelation musician lowered his head to distinguish the ether ball, but was immediately dazzled: "No, there are seven, eight... twelve... more than thirty!"

"Bring it!"

Ye Qingxuan suddenly snatched the ether ball, glanced at it, and his face darkened: "Two, only two. And there is only one person taking action at present, but there are more than thirty ether fluctuations.

This is a large-scale symphony that combines multiple movements that the black musician is good at!"

Bang!

The ether ball exploded.

Outside the battlefield, the hooded musician who had just presided over the transformation ceremony of the Dark Mother Earth noticed that someone was spying and ruthlessly blocked its induction.

Then, the French horn was blown.

Then, the defense of the position made a distorted steel whine. Hands stretched out from the void and scratched the position, trying to tear off, crush, and dig through the troublesome things!

Those slender and white hands like those of girls tore the position so frantically, but with an indescribable beauty, as if waving affectionately and calling for their lovers.

In the weird melody of the French horn, the ladies stretched out their hands from the abyss, looking for their dance partners.

Then, blood rain fell from the sky.

The bloody rainstorm gathered into a river on the earth, and the river boiled and began to burn, like a river in hell.

The brides in white wedding dresses gradually floated up from the blood river, with pure white gauze covering their skeleton-like faces, looking charming and gentle, and the slender fingers had no temperature, only the breath of death lingered.

"Skeleton bride?"

Ye Qingxuan was stunned, as if he remembered something.

But then, a high and passionate song sounded.

"Ah, you are sentimental, you are young, beautiful, gentle and kind-hearted, like gold in the mine, shining, true love is awakening there, beside the Danube, beside the beautiful bloody Danube!"

The hooded musician opened his hands and sang loudly, his strong tenor with a strange charm, which made people admire him involuntarily. But now no one has time to admire him.

Because the earth is shaking.

Above the boiling and burning blood river, the position was quickly stained with a layer of red. That layer of red permeated the music theory outside the position, and it was going to completely subvert the entire courtyard.

Bricks and stones rubbed and twisted, walls trembled and cracked, the earth roared and turbulent...

A tragic crack suddenly broke out from the ground, and a bloody river gushed out like a spring. In an instant, a slender and thin white hand slowly stretched out from it, followed by the skeleton skull covered with white gauze, smiling and popping out from the blood.

Then, a silver nail burned to red came in the face!

Bang!

The burning silver nail hit the forehead and embedded in the bones.

Ye Qingxuan held the silver nail with one hand, clenched his five fingers with the other hand, and smashed it down suddenly.

Bang!

A shrill scream sounded, and the silver nail drilled through the skull and completely nailed into the core of the skeleton bride. On the silver nail, the burning notes transformed into the sound of a giant trumpet roaring.

Flames, burst out!

The skeleton bride was nailed in the river of blood, struggling and twisting, but the blazing fire was like a four-sided rotating sword, bursting out from her skull, burning vigorously, and piercing the ceiling.

In the pillar of fire, the skeleton bride screamed and turned into ashes.

But before she could struggle, Ye Qingxuan had already put away the copper mountain and stuffed it into Miller's arms, then pulled Miller up and ran away. Although he had expected his own crow mouth, he didn't expect it to work so quickly this time.

Seeing that the black musician had come to the door, who knows what would happen if he stayed any longer. Cut it off when it's time to cut it off, so as to avoid more dreams at night. Anyway, these guys are determined to go to the road of death, and they can't be pulled back, so let them go.

"Are you going to leave again?" Miller was stunned, and looked back at the black shadow in the distance: "There's only one, everyone goes together, it may not be defeated, right?"

"You know... in the novel, once you say this, you will definitely not be able to beat it."

Ye Qingxuan smiled bitterly, not knowing how to explain his sudden sense of crisis, so he could only pull him up decisively. While everyone was still in a daze, he kicked over the crumbling wall of the position and ran out from the side.

Torre and Casper hesitated for a moment, then followed closely behind.

"Oh, I thought you would live and die with them."

"It's okay to live together, but it's a bit forced to die together." Torre sighed, "After you saw it, you were ready to run away without even thinking about it. Wouldn't it be stupid for me to stay there?"

"...makes sense."

Torre looked at him with a complicated look on his face: "Do you know that black musician?"

"I didn't recognize it, but I had a little guess. I can't believe it." Ye Qingxuan smiled bitterly: "If it is true, we will be in big trouble."

Before he finished speaking, a thin and short shadow appeared in the ruins ahead.

He was a boy who looked to be thirteen or fourteen years old.

"Uncle said he won't let you leave."

The boy put the doll in his pocket and raised his eyes. His pupils were golden, like pure gold like a giant dragon, with a crazy blood color.

He said, "You have to stay."