Crown of Silence

Chapter 383 I’ll blow the whistle for you

When Ye Qingxuan woke up from his drowsiness, he only felt that he had a splitting headache.

In the underground room that was transformed into a cage, he was half naked and soaked in some kind of viscous liquid, making it difficult to breathe. He couldn't feel the flow of blood, and he also lost his sense of ether. He even became drowsy and unable to concentrate.

"Hey, do you need to be so serious?"

Ye Qingxuan opened his eyes with difficulty and said in a hoarse voice: "Can't we just tie it up with a rope?"

"How can a child like a rope meet the treatment you deserve?" Naberius smiled strangely: "Now you are enjoying master-level treatment. How do you like it? Are you happy?"

"Happy for your mother's legs..."

"I feel relieved to see you so lively and lively."

Naberic nodded with satisfaction: "In order to fear that you will be alone, I will let Mordred stay with you 24 hours a day. He is very obedient. If you need anything, you can tell him, including if you want to listen to him before going to bed." Short stories can work too.

Don't be afraid, it won't take long, it will be your turn in a few hours. "

He paused for a moment, his slender eyes narrowed, full of expectation: "Don't be afraid, the moment you fall into darkness, you will not be deprived of anything. All you will get is release.

I'm really looking forward to it. How strong will those evil thoughts and powers trapped in your heart, those darkness far beyond your imagination, make you become? "

Ye Qingxuan lowered his eyes and stopped listening. I just quietly sensed my whole body, and I couldn't help but feel disappointed: those black musicians really gave me master-level treatment, and not even a handkerchief was left on my body.

Jiuxiao Huanpei was the top priority, so naturally it was impossible to leave it to him.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look behind Naberish. Just behind the boy who was squatting on the ground reading fairy tales, his set of equipment and belongings were hanging on the wall...

"How long have I been unconscious?" Ye Qingxuan sighed.

"It's been two months." Naberis chuckled: "So, don't worry, Auschwitz has been burned to the ground. The good news about this trial is: your competitors are all dead~ The bad news is, you’re not getting any benefits either.”

Ye Qingxuan didn't even bother to look at him: "Tell the truth."

"Tsk, half an hour..."

Naberis shook his head: "That's the bad thing about being too familiar. It can't even be used as a joke."

Before he finished speaking, footsteps sounded from the door of the dungeon, and a figure in black walked into Naberis: "Captain Crowley, please come over."

Naberis nodded and glanced at the visitor, his eyes couldn't help but be a little surprised: "He actually chose you? You have good vision."

"Since you are the person that the regiment leader likes, I will leave this place to you first. I believe you can spend a pleasant time with my prisoner." He patted the visitor on the shoulder, turned and left.

In the silent cell, only Ye Qingxuan, who was shackled in the cage, and the people outside the cage were left.

"Yo, Colt..."

Seeing his indifferent expression, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but laugh strangely, and said in surprise: "The new clothes are very handsome. I didn't expect you to be quite suitable for this outfit. It's really unexpected."

In the face of this unabashed ridicule, Colt was just indifferent: "Whatever you say. With your ability, weren't you also made like this? As long as people know how to give up in time, they won't fall like you. His head was broken and bleeding, and he was in this state of embarrassment.

I didn't expect Naberish to be so good to you. These pool healing solutions are also mixed with the remaining flesh and blood of the Dark Earth Mother. In addition to healing your wounds, you can gain an additional ability after transformation.

You have to thank him, he is really kind to you. "

"Is it?"

Ye Qingxuan laughed softly: "I didn't expect that the black musicians are so hospitable. I can't wait to join this warm family! When are you going to take me to meet my 'parents'?"

At this point, he paused and looked at Colt with contempt: "Ah! By the way, you are not a black musician yet. You haven't even seen 'Dad', so you can't wait to Are you singing a hymn?

Your teachers at the Yantie School will be sad when they find out. "

Colt's expression remained unchanged, as if he hadn't heard anything, and remained motionless.

But behind him, Mordred in the corner suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes cold, and a dragon scale nail popped out from his fingers, as sharp as a blade.

As if sensing the chill from behind, Colt quietly took a step back. In his arms, the fingers that clenched the handle of the knife were loosened one by one.

"Just take care of yourself, Ye Qingxuan."

He took a deep look at the young man in the cage, turned around and left.

In the silence, Ye Qingxuan watched him go away, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, sighing that he couldn't control his bad mouth. What if I almost completely angered that guy and killed myself in a fit of anger?

"Xiao Mo, thank you~" He waved to the boy in the corner.

The young man raised his head and glanced at him, indifferently, with a look of disgust and indifference.

"..."

Ye Qingxuan was speechless for a while, but in the silence, the time was so long that it was so long that it penetrated people. In the end, he couldn't help it anymore and spoke again: "Are you really going to read me fairy tales?"

Mordred looked up at him in shock, as if convinced that there were such boring adults in this world, then lowered his head and began to read the fairy tale in the book with difficulty.

It was a stumbling read, and there was really nothing to appreciate. On the contrary, it made people more irritated, and they couldn't help but wonder what kind of new punishment this was.

"Ahem, Xiao Mo."

Ye Qingxuan coughed in a low voice and cleared his throat: "Can you help my brother take the clothes off the wall? I also need my brother's backpack..."

Mordred raised his head and looked at him with a retarded look: "Uncle, if you tell me this, let me tell you - do you think I am stupid?"

"..."

Ye Qingxuan's mood was so complicated at this moment that it was simply indescribable.

He sighed: "What else can you do besides reading fairy tales to me? Can you whistle?"

"...Do you want to listen?" Mordred glanced at him and shook his head: "I don't know how to brag."

"I don't expect you to blow it either."

Ye Qingxuan sighed feebly: "I have a whistle in my backpack, just take it out and blow it casually."

Mordred was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment, and hesitated: "Why are you blowing with your whistle?"

"Then you can whistle."

"I can't whistle."

"Then we can just find a whistle to blow, right?" Ye Qingxuan shrugged innocently, then rolled around in the cage and groaned like a salted fish: "Help, I really want to listen to the whistle, but there is no whistle to listen to." I'm going to die!"

Mordred hesitated for a long time, until he was so annoyed by Ye Qingxuan that he couldn't do it, then he got up irritably and kicked on the railing: "Shut up! Don't you just have to listen to the whistle..."

Ye Qingxuan shut up obediently and watched as Mordred pulled his backpack off the wall and turned it into a mess: "Oh, it's not over there, it's down there, it's handy for you, next to that small box, yes, yes, This is it!"

He couldn't help but clapped his hands: "Blow one, blow one, blow one!" He looked like a child in a kindergarten waiting for others to perform a show.

Mordred glanced at him suspiciously, then looked down at the whistle in his hand. After checking it for a long time, he found that it was just an ordinary whistle. It was of no use except for the occasional sound.

At this time, the value of treachery was highlighted. If Naberis were here, let alone blowing the whistle, he would smash the whistle and burn it to ashes.

But Mordred was different.

After hesitating for a long time, he picked up the whistle that Master Angelou gave to Ye Qingxuan and held it in his mouth.

The whistle sounded.

The sound was thin and crisp, as if it was transmitted to a very far place in an instant.

At that moment, Ye Qingxuan was ecstatic, laughing, and almost somersaulting in the cage.

A long time, a long time...and a damn long time passed.

There was silence, nothing happened.

Ye Qingxuan waited dullly for a long time.

Still nothing happened.

His smile froze on his face, like a withered old cabbage.

Outside the cage, Mordred got tired of blowing the whistle, put it down and threw it into the cage, with an impatient look on his face: "If you like, just blow it yourself. I've never seen anyone so happy when someone else blows the whistle." ...Do you have any bloodline from a canine demon?"

"..."

Ye Qingxuan held the whistle and wanted to cry but had no tears.

——

somewhere.

Somewhere in a dark abyss, somewhere filled with endless darkness.

In the small space, the six imprisoned masters sat cross-legged on the ground, frowning. Some people beat the darkness furiously, but the darkness was so void, showing no signs of being dispelled.

"Don't waste your efforts."

Mr. Hu sighed, "This is a projection of the abyss, and everyone is wrapped in the Clothes of Original Sin. Unless the dark sky is broken, or the six of us here self-destruct together, there is nothing we can do."

Although being trapped is very frustrating, everyone thinks on the bright side, it will be very difficult for them to remove us or harm us. It's nothing more than shutting up in a small dark room for the time being. "

"What you said is easy!" A master rolled his eyes and glared at him: "Your students, those Orientals returned to China a few days ago! You are free from worries, of course you are happy!"

"Of course, this is also one of the reasons... But, 'This is my hometown', and there's nothing wrong with taking things as they come, right?" Mr. Hu waved his hand with a smile, pointing to the small stove in front of him and the tea cauldron above:

"The tea is almost ready. Would you like some?"

"Is the tea ready? Okay, okay!"

In the corner, the master who was lying on the ground snoring woke up instantly. The master from Angelou rubbed his eyes and yawned: "Oh, I slept really well this time, I haven't slept so soundly for a long time. "

"Dreams are born from the heart."

Mr. Hu said with a smile: "Maybe you are the kind of person who can only sleep peacefully in the abyss."

Angelou's master smiled and did not correct him. He just held the thumb-sized teacup, looked at the green tea soup inside, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Someone told me that this is fate." The master shrugged: "I accept it."

In the silence, Mr. Hu held the tea cup and smiled without saying a word. But for some reason, he suddenly raised his head and listened.

"Is someone blowing a whistle?"

"Is there any? It doesn't matter..."

Angelou's master yawned: "I've been short of sleep recently. Wait for me to sleep for a while."

Before he finished speaking, he lay down in the corner and started snoring again.

The sleep was extremely sweet.

It's like dreaming of a peaceful destination in the abyss.