"Is it a delusion?"

He hesitated for a moment, then pulled out a few coins from his pocket—the sterling silver coins were inscribed with tiny musical notes, small things he had made overnight to make his way to this dangerous place, but had never been used.

He held the coin in his hand and threw it forward.

The coin lit up in the air with a soft light, like a lamp, and after a slight arc, it fell to the ground, tumbling on the broken stone slab, and finally stopped moving.

The light on the silver coin goes out.

Nothing happened.

He threw another one, and landed in front of the one. The silver coins rolled down, lit up and went out, still silent. Throw another one, and it's still silent.

Ye Qingxuan nodded with satisfaction, then turned around and left, never nostalgic.

He should have figured it out a long time ago, since he felt unsafe here, whether it was suspicious or subconsciously aware of something, instead of bothering to probe for a long time and worrying, why not take another path that he felt safe?

However, he turned around and walked only three steps, and a sigh came from behind him.

Immediately after, something whizzed.

Ye Qingxuan pounced forward without looking back, rolling, and felt a palm that seemed to be made of gold and iron brushing past him, smashing on the ground, sweeping away a large piece of stone and wreckage.

In the midst of the tumbling, he turned back and saw a strange figure gradually revealing next to the silver coins.

It looked like an ordinary evil god subordinate to the 'Lost', just like he had seen in the Sword Fence Dungeon: the face was bone, and the hands and feet were slender, like iron wires wrapped around the skeleton.

But this ghost-only guy was incredibly long, just squatting on the ground like a dog, and he was more than two meters tall. Except for the elongated arms. There are also seven arms of different lengths and appearances......

After seeing it clearly, the boy only felt hairy all over his body.

The bastard sat on the ground, waiting for himself to come up unnoticed, and then give himself a 'warm' hug.

At that time, I will be crushed to pieces......

But who is it that hides it?

I tried three times in a row and didn't find anything abnormal, this achievement is too terrifying. Even if it's a full-fledged musician who specializes in the illusion faction. Under the suspicion of targeted detection, at least a little anomaly will be revealed,

There was no time to think about it, and suddenly, in the midst of rolling, he heard a sound from the stone slab beneath him.

It was as if a pot of thick soup was boiling across the slate, constantly emitting strange bubbles, and the dull sound made him raise his hand without thinking and press it down in various ways.

Rumble!

Sigh concussion.

The slate shattered inch by inch in an instant. That terrifying shock lifted the surrounding stone slabs one after another, and even shook Ye Qingxuan into the air.

In the air, he sensed the blood flying from under the slate—the demon that was being summoned was killed by himself through the slab at the most vulnerable moment of its formation.

But then, the sound of breaking the air came roaring.

The mad melody of the wailing whistle sounded out of thin air, and the sound of the violin was like a cry, freezing the air faintly, and the bitter cold spreading—first the illusion faction, then the summoning. Now it's the change faction again?

At the critical moment, Ye Qingxuan didn't have time to think about it. Suddenly, he untied the music that was locked on his coat, and a soft melody sounded out of thin air!

-- A few months ago, when he had just decided to jump into the quagmire of the lower city, Abraham, fearing for his safety, had sealed a piece of 'serenity' music on top of it.

It's been a long time. If it weren't for the life and death situation, Ye Qingxuan would have forgotten that he still had this kind of good thing on him

It was 'Tranquility', which can be called one of the signature movements of the forbidden faction at the resonance level, and it was also a proof that the forbidden faction restrained the other six factions.

Once activated, it becomes an aetheric silence zone within 10 meters for half a minute. During this period. The aether will remain silent, resisting the call of any movement, and nothing that does not exceed the resonance level will not work.

As soon as the quiet music was activated, there were screams one after another.

The sky was filled with frost colors that spread one after another, and the ice edges condensed out of thin air, and the triangle edges were also engraved with the formula of the change faction, with an incredible cold aura.

At first glance, it is clear that it is a penetrating impact tailored for defense and armor.

In an instant, hundreds or thousands, enough to shoot Ye Qingxuan into a sieve, the cold screamed and screeched. But once he entered the realm of tranquility, he would quickly fall apart, the cold air would drain away, and finally turn into snow powder and fall on him, scattering it all over the ground.

The originally fatal accumulation of shots had turned into a ridiculous situation like a snowball fight now, but Ye Qingxuan didn't dare to relax at all, because he had already heard that the nine-handed mutant 'Lost' had rushed in.

It was like a boulder impacting, and in the midst of the madness, it opened its nine deformed palms, wanting to tear Ye Qingxuan to pieces.

Ye Qingxuan suddenly raised his cane, his eyes narrowed, waiting for this guy to enter the optimal distance and then abruptly revoke the effect of tranquility, and then let it see the power of the Eye of Indra.

But at that moment, as if he had heard some command, the Lost Man stopped abruptly, and stopped in place, and then the nine palms of his hands crawled back to their original places.

Demons and followers created by evil gods...... It turned out to be like a dog.

Ye Qingxuan narrowed his eyes, and finally saw the figure slowly walking behind it in the mist.

The image of the person was hunched over, with slow feet, as if he was reaching out to stop the manic lost person, and then looked up in the direction of Ye Qingxuan.

Through the fog, Ye Qingxuan couldn't see his face clearly, but he could feel his playful smile.

"The legendary figure of Avalon is indeed worthy of his name. ”

The comer raised his hand and applauded softly: "It was a beautiful counterattack just now, it was decisive at the moment, without hesitation, and it was cautious and could see the extraordinary decisiveness." It doesn't look like I'm going to make a trip in vain. ”

Ye Qingxuan looked at him coldly, constantly thinking about the other party's origin in his heart.

A black musician who can control the demons, and is proficient in the music of so many factions, although I don't know if he is deliberately ambushing himself here, or if he is waiting for the rabbit like himself...... Either way, the House has recruited a rather tricky, nay, rather headache foe.

In terms of rank, it should be at least the resonance level, but it is rare for the resonance level to be proficient in the music of so many factions......

Can't beat it.

If you think about it with your heels, you know that you can't beat it......

So, what are your chances?

He began to think quickly.

"Mr. Holmes, don't you like to talk?"

As if waiting for his response, the figure tilted its head to look at him and asked, "Do you annoy you by the inattentiveness of your courtesies, or do you like to be called a 'vengeful spirit'?"

"Thank you for your mislove, why don't you pick a favorite one to call. Ye Qingxuan pretended to spread his hands easily: "I don't mind." ”

"Oh, how about I'll call you 'S.F' for short?S.F, S.F, S.F, ......"

He muttered the name back and forth, and his eyes became expectant: "This nickname is really cute and charming, is our relationship closer?"

"Huh. ”

Ye Qingxuan's smile was not hot, but he began to understand the meaning of this guy in his heart: does he want to chat? Or has he always been fighting and killing? This kind of non-dry, non-crisp and slimy attitude is really enough to hell!

"Close?" Ye Qingxuan asked, "The way you get close is really special enough." ”

The man laughed, and his tone was gentle: "Just said hello, after all, I have been friends with Mr. for a long time, please don't be surprised if the greeting is warm."

I'm sure the gentleman wouldn't care, would he?"

Ye Qingxuan sneered, "I'm going to say that I care a lot, will you still apologize?"

Laugh at!

It was like the sound of a water bladder breaking.

Ye Qingxuan looked at the figure in front of him in astonishment, and fell into a stupor.

Just now, before he could finish his words, the black musician raised his hand, raised his five fingers together like a knife, and slashed down towards his side. Then the foul-smelling blood gushed out, and the head of the deformed lost man flew into the sky.

With a muffled sound of the head hitting the ground, the huge corpse was still spurting blood like a fountain, staining a fog red, and the hideous figure on the ground became clearer and clearer.

"This lost one is the latest breed of Mother Darkness that was given to me by the Hundred Eyes Holy Spirit before I came, and its name is 'Praiser'.

Its nine palms can wield divine power, and it is indestructible, not to mention many other uses...... Rare good goods, precious materials, for black musicians, the technology contained in it is also a real treasure, used in their own transformation and used to transform themselves, are good choices. ”

For some reason, the black musician suddenly explained. He looked at Ye Qingxuan, and his face seemed sincere: "Just take it as a meeting gift for me and my husband."

Can you understand my sincerity, sir?"

The corners of Ye Qingxuan's eyes twitched, and his heart was furious: What does this guy want to do?

"Are you from the House?" he asked suddenly.

"Exactly. "The one who came stroked his chest.

Ye Qingxuan was silent for a moment, and suddenly smiled: "Do you have the habit of giving gifts before killing?"

"Generally speaking, no, in fact, I don't have either. The black musician smiled and spread his hands: "If I said that I value you very much, would you believe it?"

Ye Qingxuan nodded seriously, "Of course, a person as good as me is as eye-catching as the sun in the dark wherever he goes." It's not surprising that you value me. ”

“......”

The black musician's voice froze, and he coughed: No way, he can't answer this stubble. Over the years, he has seen a lot of geniuses. But such a shameless person, to be honest, he is also the first time to see ......

"To be honest, there have been too many people talking and floating around like you lately, and everyone seems to be suffering from 'not being able to speak well'. ”

Ye Qingxuan said, "So, don't let me bother with my brains anymore. We might as well be honest with each other, how about it?" )