"What you say is unfounded."
Colt stretched out his hand: "Do you have any evidence?"
"No."
"What's the way in and out?"
Colt asked again, pressing forward step by step: "At this time, you are here to take everyone to the underground palace, but you don't even plan to disclose the method of entry and exit?"
"I am the only one who can do it." Ye Qingxuan said lightly: "I don't intend to disclose the specific details."
"Ha." Colt laughed: "Then you must gain something, right? King of Yellow, where is the trace of King of Yellow?"
Ye Qingxuan was silent.
After a long moment, he said, "I don't know."
Colt looked at him with strange eyes, as if looking at a psycho.
"In other words, you have no credentials, no details, and you are not even willing to disclose the specific location and entry and exit methods. You have to risk everyone's lives to accompany you to find out whether it exists or not. A definite secret room?”
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, showing his sharp teeth. Colt didn't want to be outdone and looked back. In his corner, several musicians with arms in their arms looked over coldly and stepped forward quietly, wanting to surround them.
"Want to take action?"
Colt sneered and looked at Ye Qingxuan.
But Ye Qingxuan was just silent.
He smoked his pipe and blew out blue smoke. In the smoke, a cold shadow emerged, so erratic, but lingering around the two of them.
It was as if Colt would appear from behind at any moment and place an invisible sharp blade on his neck.
Colt froze and looked at Ye Qingxuan gloomily, his face changing: "I kindly let you in, but from the beginning, you wanted to fight with me?"
Ye Qingxuan remained silent and did not answer.
It wasn't until a long time ago that the pipe burned out.
The figures in the fog dissipated.
He lowered his head, knocked off the ashes, took out his handkerchief to clean the pipe, put it in his arms, stood up slowly, and put his backpack on his shoulders again.
"If you are willing to stay here and wait to die, I have nothing to say."
He stopped looking at Colt and just said calmly: "We will set off in two minutes. If you want to believe me, just follow me."
Colt felt his contempt, and his eyes changed, becoming more and more gloomy.
But those people who were watching blankly became excited when they heard Ye Qingxuan's words. After some people hesitated, they 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 anyway? Doing something is better than doing nothing. Even if I attract those black musicians after I go out, you will be safer here, right?"
"Then, I'll go with you, too."
"And you?"
"I… "
Those whispers reached Colt's ears, causing a coldness to flash in his eyes and tightening the corners of his mouth.
With the arrival of Ye Qingxuan, it seems that everyone has forgotten all the things he has done. That group of people would rather believe this sensationalist.
This has always been the case!
As long as this guy is here...
Five or six people were already preparing to leave, and others were hesitant, especially when Miller was about to take away Tongshan, and the remaining people 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 back, his hands frozen in mid-air.
"I have no objection to you leaving."
Colt looked at him coldly: "But if you take it away, what will the others do."
After hearing his words, everyone looked panicked, and some had ferocious eyes. It was only now that Miller realized that he was surrounded without even realizing it.
"If you want to leave, leave Copper Mountain behind."
Colt looked at him with a cold expression: "There are so many people here, and any resources are precious. I can't accompany you to death."
Miller was stunned, looking at the people surrounding him at a loss.
"But...but this is Samuel's relic..."
Ye Qingxuan waved his hand to signal him to stop talking.
"The Copper Mountain 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 indifferently at the people who gathered around him. His cane popped out from his fingertips and fell to the ground: "If you want to fight, come up and get a lesson. If you want to be reasonable, I have only one sentence for you. - Your life or death. , what does it have to do with me?"
Hearing his words, Colt smiled instead, paused the wooden stick in his hand, and asked softly: "It seems that you insist on going your own way?"
"Don't bother, Colt, isn't that 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 people have there been? Can I give you a hint at this stage? How many pivot points have been laid out? Not to mention... "
What's more
Behind him, Casper's shadow slowly expanded. The frantic shadow ran up the wall, like burning flames, exuding ferocious animality. The key of the note on Torre's arm has been realized, and it only takes a moment to open the "Seal of Humanity".
"Are you really ready?" Ye Qingxuan asked softly.
Are you ready to cause a scene inside the camp? Are you ready to face the desperate measures? Or should I say, be prepared for the complete collapse of this riddled position...
Colt was silent, leaning on the wooden stick, his expression gradually gloomy.
At that moment, everyone's eyes went dark.
boom!
The sharp sound pierced everyone's eardrums, filled with affection from the darkness, and sounded from outside the position.
It was the desperate scream of countless girls, but it sounded so beautiful, melodious and melodious, and indescribably gentle and beautiful.
Immediately afterwards, the Abyss Music Theory from the dark sky suddenly fell from the sky and hit the defense of the position. On the battlefield, the embodied notes and music theory burst into tiny gaps.
The end of the strong crossbow.
In mid-air, the fire in the Copper Mountain dimmed and was almost suppressed.
"Black musician!"
At the window, the musician looking out screamed: "The black musician is coming!"
"Don't panic, how many people are here..."
"It seems, there seems to be only two?" The revelation musician lowered his head to distinguish the etheric balls, but was immediately dazzled: "No, there are seven, eight... twelve... more than thirty!"
"Bring it!"
Ye Qingxuan suddenly grabbed the ether ball, glanced at it, and his expression turned gloomy: "Two, only two. And there is only one person who has done it now, but there are more than thirty ether fluctuations. This is the plural number that Black Musician is good at. A large-scale symphony where the movements and performances are fused!”
Bang!
The ether ball exploded.
Outside the position, the hooded musician who had just presided over the transformation ceremony of the Dark Earth Mother noticed that someone was spying on her and blocked her senses mercilessly.
Immediately afterwards, the French horn was blown.
Immediately afterwards, the defense of the position let out a wail of twisted steel. A palm stretched out from the void scratched the position, trying to tear off, scratch, and dig through the obstruction!
Those slender, white and young girl-like palms were tearing at the position so crazily, but with an indescribable sense of beauty, as if they were waving affectionately, calling for their lover.
Amidst the weird horn melody, the ladies stretched out their palms from the abyss, looking for their dance partners.
Immediately afterwards, blood rain fell from the sky.
The bloody rainstorm gathered on the earth and formed a river. The river boiled and began to burn, like a river in hell.
The brides in white wedding dresses gradually emerged from the river of blood. Their skeletal faces were covered with pure white gauze. They looked charming and gentle. Their slender fingers had no warmth, and only the breath of death lingered. .
"Skeleton Bride?"
Ye Qingxuan was stunned, as if he remembered something.
But then, high-pitched and passionate singing sounded.
"Ah, you are sentimental, you are young, beautiful, gentle and kind-hearted, shining like gold in the mine, and the true love awakens there, by the Danube, by the beautiful bloody Danube!"
The hooded musician opened his hands and sang loudly. His strong tenor voice had a strange charm that made people admire him involuntarily. But no one has time to admire him now.
Because the earth shook.
Above the boiling and burning river of blood, the position was quickly dyed red. That layer of red permeated the music theory outside the position, completely subverting the entire courtyard.
The bricks and stones rubbed and twisted, the walls trembled and cracked, the earth roared, and the movement...
A tragic gap suddenly burst from the ground, and a bloody river gushed out like a spring. In an instant, a slender white hand slowly stretched out from it, followed closely by the skeleton head covered with white gauze, smiling from the blood pop up.
Immediately afterwards, a red-hot silver nail came towards his face!
Bang!
The burning silver nail hit his forehead and was embedded in his bones.
Ye Qingxuan held the silver nail with one hand, made a fist with five fingers on the other hand, and suddenly smashed it down.
boom!
A shrill scream sounded, and the silver nails drilled through the skull, completely driving into the core of the Skeleton Bride. On top of the silver nails, the burning notes transformed into the roaring sound of a giant trumpet.
The flames burst out!
The Skeleton Bride was nailed into the river of blood, struggling and twisting, but the blazing fire was like a four-edged rotating sword, suddenly erupting from her skull, burning vigorously, and penetrated the ceiling.
In the pillar of fire, the Skeleton Bride screamed and neighed, turning into ashes.
But before she could struggle, Ye Qingxuan had already put away Tongshan and stuffed it into Miller's arms. Then he picked up the absent-minded Miller and walked away. Although he had already expected his crow's mouth, he didn't expect it to work so quickly this time.
Seeing that the black musician has already arrived, who knows what will happen if he stays any longer. Cut it off when it's time to avoid long nights and dreams. Anyway, these guys are bent on getting on the road to death. If you can't pull them back, just let them go.
"Are you leaving again?" Miller was stunned and looked back at the dark figure in the distance: "There's only one. If we all go together, we won't be able to defeat him, right?"
"You know... in novels, once you say this sentence, you will definitely be unbeatable."
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."