For a moment, the professor stopped.
There was silver 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 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 rummage through all the jewelry processing shops in Avalon. .
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 so many 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 that you have always been mysterious, sleeping day and night. I don’t even dare to show my face... By the way, do you really have pointy ears?"
He changed the topic and looked at the professor's hood curiously, trying 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, in the burned place... If you look at it with a specific purpose, you won't notice it at all, right? When I found those two small holes, I understood. What exactly is the so-called 'professor'?"
"The forensic doctor said that your method was very cruel. The temperature had evaporated the blood, but in fact all the blood had been sucked dry by you, right? You betrayed you, so you sucked his blood dry. In order to To heal his wounds, or just to punish him. In the end, he was burned, in order to destroy his body, eliminate his traces, and silence his mouth. By the way, he left his own breath to lead the House of Representatives to catch up with him and deliver the healing blood pack to your mouth... 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 aura 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 venomous snakes are domesticated. It can only be a poisonous snake, and he used his last time to take revenge on you."
"—He left blood writing on the wall, leaving your 'big secret'."
"I was 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. In the end, I realized that what he wanted to leave behind was not words. It’s just 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 terrifying professor... the moon spirit of the fallen tribe, the blood-sucking demon! 'Professor' Moriard Emperor It’s the legendary ‘vampire’ of Avalon!”
He pointed at the professor and said coldly: "The above is my research on the word in blood. If there is anything that is not thoughtful, I hope you can correct it!"
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 want it or not, I don't know why, it is always related to the legend of Avalon. Even if I take a detour, I will encounter something strange inexplicably. Something. If you were me, you would definitely think about it when you encounter this kind of thing... You won’t encounter any damn thing again this time, right?!"
"Your guess is correct, and your deduction is also very sophisticated. To be honest, after so many years, Avalon without a shaman has been boring. If I had had an enemy like you, my life would not have been so boring. "
The professor's body exuded faint murderous intent, and he locked onto Ye Qingxuan:
"Pity… "
"hehe."
What responded to him was Ye Qingxuan's sneer:
"Stop pretending, Emperor Moriart! No matter what the hell you are, even if you sucked all the blood of those guys to heal and healed, are you still in a completely weak state now? Don't think I don't know, even if Yueling is... Being able to absorb the life of others through blood is also a big burden for yourself. The thicker and stronger the enemy's vitality is, the more difficult it is to fuse with it! This has nothing to do with your attainments as a musician, as a member of the Moon Spirit race Talent limitations! Now, after being severely injured for so long, just absorbing all the life of that black musician has already exhausted you, right?"
Ye Qingxuan kicked the skin bag away from his feet, causing the silver sand to 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 not okay to keep secrets for you, but you'd better talk to me now. Otherwise, I I’ll bring this 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 Eastern brat the key to the Shadow of Avalon? Where did you get this news... Why are you determined to win him!"
The professor remained silent and turned a deaf ear.
Even if the weakness is in the hands of others, he still remains calm and has no intention of surrendering.
As if deep in thought.
Long meditation.
Until finally, he raised his eyes, and all the thoughts, determinations and considerations turned into a sigh.
"Pity."
Ye Qingxuan's eyes changed.
The sword light is coming towards you!
…
In the middle hall, the zenith was broken, and a ray of dim moonlight flowed down the gap, illuminating the silver dust on the ground, shining brightly.
But in this intertwined glow, two dazzling cold lights suddenly popped out from the professor's cuffs, cutting the air but making no sound.
Like a human body made of accumulated sand, the professor's figure disappeared for a while, as if it had collapsed with the wind, but the next moment it came silently on the silver dust.
In his hand, two sword blades intertwined and stabbed towards the young man's throat.
Unlike the chain saw monk's swordsmanship, which was as broad and powerful as the flow of lava, the professor showed no signs when he decided to take action, not even any body movements.
The two long swords merged into the moonlight and came silently. There was no murderous intention or violence at all, but a quiet, beautiful and desolate atmosphere, which was shocking!
But the young man seemed to have understood his thoughts. The moment his muscles moved, his expression changed. The skin under his feet was lifted up, and the silver sand spilled out, turning into a beautiful silver glow and rushing towards the moonlight. sword.
There was only a sneer, and the sword blade cut away the silver glow, causing them to flow past him. The remaining silver glow fell on the professor's body, and then suddenly changed and lit up a little red.
Flames arise out of thin air.
Red firelight danced wildly.
In an instant, the professor was enveloped in the terrifying flames. The fire covered his body and burned his body. The method he used to deal with traitors a few days ago appeared on him again.
This is the natural flaw of the Yueling clan. After they turned their backs on humans and the Silver Moon, they were infected with the curse of silver poison.
Even if you can absorb the vitality of others through blood, under the light of the silver moon, you will still lose control and your will will be confused. Moreover, any silver that comes into contact with them will turn into ecstasy and bone-corrosive poison, burning them into ashes!
But Ye Qingxuan didn't expect that the professor would fight against him even if they both died together.
He actually took action? !
He staggered back and rolled up silver sand all over the ground with notes and Qi in his hands to resist the professor's fierce attack. However, even if he had the right time and place and caught 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 burned professor showed a vague and ferocious smile, and his voice was hoarse: "You don't think that among Yue Ling's talents, the only one is blood-sucking, do you?"
Ye Qingxuan reacted immediately, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.
A clan of moon spirits who are good at swordsmanship and archery... They are the most feared assassins among the fallen clan!
But this perverted professor is not only accomplished as a musician, but he is also so talented in swordsmanship