"Brother, I'm here to save you."
After hearing these words, Ciel completely collapsed on the ground, not wanting to move a finger anymore, and even the headache that was almost driving him crazy seemed to have disappeared.
He stretched out his hand and wiped away the snot and tears on his face: "Yi Zi, you came so slowly."
"It's pretty good so soon."
Ye Qingxuan got off the carriage and carefully helped him onto his seat: "I just woke up and rushed over here non-stop. You didn't thank me, but you complained as soon as we met."
"Don't worry so much. Senior brother is so beautiful. You can save me without suffering any loss."
Charles stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder weakly, but the blood remained on his shoulder, which was warm. He stared at Ye Qingxuan's uniform and dress, and his expression became happy.
"The clothes are good. Give me a set some other time, and we two brothers can go out on the street together to show off."
"OK."
Ye Qingxuan took off his coat and covered him: "We will go when your injury is healed. We can go wherever we want. As long as I am here, no one can stop you."
"good."
Charles smiled: "Those people are very powerful, you have to be careful."
"Do not worry."
Ye Qingxuan turned around and looked at the livid-faced musicians: "It's just... just a few losers who are so old that even masters can't achieve success."
In an instant, the expressions of the three people changed drastically.
An almost substantial breath rose from them, and a vague melody stirred in the bones. It was the broken music theory being restored in the body, forcibly repaired, and squeezing out the last bit of strength.
Invisible flames rose up around them, and even the surrounding space became distorted and blurred, just like the virtual shadow of their hearts.
If you close your eyes, you can feel that three huge whirlpools have appeared in the ether sea, gathering strength furiously.
That is the determination and anger to extinguish Ye Qingxuan, Charles and Constantine here at all costs!
"Still energetic at such an old age? I'm really scared."
Ye Qingxuan smiled and shook his head. He casually took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, opened it, put it in the corner of his mouth, touched his pocket and couldn't help but sigh, and looked at Charles:
"Senior brother, can I borrow a fire?"
"Hey, pay more attention." Charles raised his finger helplessly and rubbed out a flame: "Recently, there are a lot of accidents involving pretense."
Ye Qingxuan shrugged, bent over and took a deep breath.
And at that moment, an angry roar sounded.
The three heart sound illusions completely condensed into reality.
Ring of thunder, dandelion and double ring nested nine-sided rune.
The Ring of Thunder erupted, and countless torrential rains and thunders roared out.
Countless dark red spores were released from the flesh and blood, and the corpses on the ground instantly swelled, releasing countless poisonous dandelions.
The air solidified, dust rose up, and in an instant it turned into steel sand, stimulating each other, burning until red, roaring in, and under the control of nature interference, this place was already a dead place.
But Ye Qingxuan was completely unaware of it.
In the middle of the night, the dim flames on Ciel's fingertips danced.
The flames ignited the browned tobacco. Ye Qingxuan inhaled and watched the cigarette become charred black under the burning of the flames, and glow with a little red light.
The thick smoke rose up and exhaled from his mouth, making the face look as handsome as a demon.
Behind him, a chaotic bang erupted.
It stopped suddenly.
Ye Qingxuan took a deep breath, took off the cigarette from the corner of his mouth, and looked back: "By the way, you don't think I came alone, do you?"
The darkness rolled, and four musicians from the Silent Organ came out, dressed in formal attire and holding instruments in their hands, and the sea of ether turned into reality from behind.
Astonishingly, there are four Distortion Levels!
Relying on Ye Qingxuan to attract attention, the four of them attacked from behind without any sense of shame or morality. They severely injured the three of them in an instant. They used more and fewer, pressing harder and harder to completely suppress them.
If it wasn't for the purpose of catching them alive, they could be killed right now.
But now, their defeat is just a matter of time.
The Holy City is the core of the human world, and the Silent Agency naturally has an elite team here.
"Shameless!"
During the siege, the Transformation Musician roared and roared, "Ye Qingxuan, do you still have any sense of shame? Don't you have any dignity as a musician! Come here and fight me!"
"Look what you said, didn't we just have a duel before?"
Ye Qingxuan looked at him and smoked a cigarette: "I am so young and not strong enough. If you want to help me, just let me rest for a while."
"Shameless!"
The changing musician was furious: "Ye Qingxuan, you shameless villain! You are not called a musician in vain! You..."
boom!
There was a loud bang.
Half of his body collapsed into dust.
Ye Qingxuan looked away, continued to smoke, and just smiled:
"You should worry about yourself."
He took one last deep drag, curled his fingers, and carelessly flicked the cigarette into the darkness.
The cigarette was released, drawing a long arc in the darkness, and exploded with a pop. Countless sparks were freed from the shackles of the white paper like fireflies, freed, and dancing in ecstasy.
Under the operation of nature interference, wherever it passed, iron, stone, water, dust, and everything else were ignited by flames. The heroic fire emerged from the stone, iron, and dust, illuminating the darkness.
In the shroud of flames, all music theory was affected by this nature interference, causing subtle fluctuations.
Then, in the darkness, a vague figure flashed for a moment.
Someone is hiding there!
Among the countless flying sparks, the figure raised his hands in shock, protecting his face, intending to retreat.
But after Mars, Ye Qingxuan's face suddenly appeared, stretched out his hand, and suddenly pressed his head: "Sorry, you're late!"
A sharp scream flashed past, and the sound of steel rubbing against steel was heard.
Ye Qingxuan's figure suddenly disappeared.
On the spot, Ye Qingxuan's body shook, and his fingers twitched in pain.
His illusion was defeated and the fulcrum was shattered.
Originally, Mars was used as a fulcrum, and at the moment when hundreds of flames were dazzling, Ye Qingxuan's phantom appeared and attacked the enemy. Moreover, while the enemy is stunned, he can also use this as a basis to find gaps in his soul and plant hints.
Immediately afterwards, he can attack step by step, no matter who comes, he will suppress the opponent simply and neatly, and beat them repeatedly, delaying time until the people of the Silent Organization return to support, using more and less, and he will be invincible. place.
Unfortunately, this plan failed at the beginning.
The person hiding in the secret actually saw through his plan in an instant, as if he had already predicted it. Even if he was discovered, he did not panic and went ahead to break Ye Qingxuan's fulcrum. There was no gap in his mind, suggesting that it could not be implanted.
I met a difficult guy...
And, it's more than that.
The mere existence of this person made Ye Qingxuan a little creepy.
He didn't even know when this person lurked nearby. If Charles hadn't given a hint when he lit the fire for himself, he wouldn't have noticed that there was a person hiding in the darkness!
He fuses his own etheric fluctuations with the outside world, making them inseparable, and his breath weakens to nothingness. If you don't know it in advance, there is no way to tell where he is.
It's like the mysterious and mysterious "unity of heaven and man" in the legendary East!
This skill of "all things are me" is something that few even among forbidden musicians who specialize in the field can achieve!
In an instant, Ye Qingxuan clenched his fist, and the strings of the Nine Heavens ring popped out and were crisscrossed in the void.
Behind him, the shadow of a pure white moon slowly rose, shedding cold silver light.
Xiaoyuan starts.
Ye Qingxuan is ready to go all out.
But around me, at some point, it started to get foggy.
Wisps of mist appear around, lingering around when the wind blows. Wherever it passes, it not only blocks vision, but also blocks etheric induction!
Ye Qingxuan's expression became increasingly alert.
This is not water mist.
This is the result of "property interference", which directly uses music theory to interact with the surroundings, distorting reality and creating matter that should not exist out of thin air.
Not even the light of the moon can break through this strange mist, nor can it be driven away.
In the mist, the figure finally lowered the arm that protected his face, revealing his face.
It was a mask that looked like an eagle, with a long beak like a crow and an ominous aura, but it possessed an arrogance and ferocity that was far superior to that of a crow!
—Gryphon!
The head of the gryphon!
But on the face of the griffon, two pupils released a stunning purple light!
Purple eyes... Purple eyes!
It was the strange figure who disappeared in the Tower of Judgment and destroyed all records. Ciel had seen him, and he was afraid of him like a monster. He told himself to be absolutely careful, and even ran away when he saw him... He always thought that Ciel was frightened.
Only now did he realize the pressure that Ciel once felt.
Looking at those eyes, he finally realized Ciel's fear.
His whole body was as hairy as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
Be in constant panic all day long.
Sitting and waiting for death.
There was no telepathic suggestion or illusion interference in those strange purple eyes, but they vividly released a ferocious intention that was definitely not human, but purely beast-like.
Even the murderous butcher in Avalon would be completely suppressed compared to him.
This guy is a complete monster!
Just for a moment, Ye Qingxuan heard a sad and sad melody in his ears.
His expression suddenly changed and he staggered back.
The melody pressed forward step by step, and the purple-eyed griffon moved forward, beating the rhythm with both hands, but it was like beating a steel drum. The sound of the beat was shocking, seeping into the body and vibrating between the bones.
The erratic and cold music theory suddenly appeared, like a seed.
The nature of the seed is constantly changing, the surface music theory is changing, and it is constantly adjusting its essence. It is like a ghost passing through layers of walls. In just an instant, it penetrates into Ye Qingxuan's body, ignoring all music theory defenses.
The domain of the Forbidden School is the most important defense. The structure of the music theory in the body is integrated and impeccable. Not to mention the external music theory, if Ye Qingxuan is not willing, he can even completely isolate all influences inside and outside the body.
However, the seed of music theory was cleverly integrated into his system, passing through layers of defenses and settling on his heart in an instant.
Immediately afterwards, the seed burst, and the destroyed bud sucked the blood and began to grow...