Barlow took a step back, but could see that it wasn't in his heart, just because of his fear of Sammiu.

The softness of this situation made his mood worse and worse again, and he was extremely manic.

The mood of the summoning musician is originally similar to that of a beast, and it is easy to be provoked. Except for the guy who is born with a lack of emotion, few people can suppress this beastly nature and control restlessness.

The stronger, the harder.

"That damn crumb......"

He muttered under his breath, indignantly grabbed a lemon and squeezed it flat, picked up his glass, and drank it down.

The musician next to him still poured it for him, did not speak, and handed him a new lemon by the way. Barlow was indignantly indignant and drank hard liquor, glass after glass.

During the long wait, Sanmiu stared into the wine glass, and Miller looked up at the dust on the ceiling.

It wasn't until after several drinks that Barlow's patience finally reached its limit, and he angrily slapped it on the table, startling the entire hall into silence.

"When is that guy going to come, and is he going to make us wait until midnight?"

In the silence, he angrily squeezed the lemon in his hand into a ball, threw it on the ground, and reached for the gin on the table.

But it was empty.

That bottle of gin was taken away by someone else.

The remnants of the wine swayed in the bottle, reflecting the light and reflecting the amber glow of the water.

"Don't be angry, be a human being, the most important thing is to be happy. ”

The musician sitting next to him handed him a glass of water: "Come, drink some hot water, are you hungry, I'll give you something to eat." ”

Barlow froze, turned his head, and looked at the man beside him.

The man was also watching him. With a smile and politeness.

From the very beginning he sat there, silently pouring wine for Barlow, offering him lemons, smiling and listening, without saying a word.

The shriveled lemons formed a hill in front of him. It's like an unlucky family, neat and tidy.

It was only then that Barlow felt an unbearable sourness and tingling in his mouth, as well as a violent churn in his stomach. It's like eating dozens of lemons raw.

However, more importantly: why didn't this guy care about sitting next to him for so long?

Snap!

His fingers sharpened, and he deeply tore out five cracks on the tabletop, staring at Ye Qingxuan with vertical pupils, full of anger: "Who are you?"

"Me?"

The young man smiled helplessly. He took off his hat, and his long silver-white hair shone like metal.

"—The most fleshy burden you mentioned. ”

Barlow's expression twitched in the face of his smile, and a muffled roar came out of his throat.

It's like an angry lion restraining himself.

It was only now that he realized that when he spoke, Miller's expression was complicated. And the old god of Shanmiu in a daze, because he had been sitting here since the beginning. Quietly looking at his anxious appearance, he endured ridicule and watched the excitement.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but grit his teeth, and the sound of his teeth rubbing was sharp:

"Ye Qingxuan, what do you mean?"

"It's not interesting, I just don't want to touch your moldy head. ”

Ye Qingxuan piled the shriveled lemons in front of him into a tower one by one. In the end, I carefully inserted a small umbrella up, and I was done.

In the face of Barlow's furious eyes, the young man's eyes were lowered, just staring at the small umbrella. The voice was soft: "Mr. Barlow, perhaps in your opinion, the most important thing is strength, so those who don't have power can ignore it."

But you need to be clear about one thing: your own power that you are proud of...... In front of me, nothing. ”

Boom!

There was a furious lion's roar in the void, awe-inspiring, and the hurricane nearly toppled the table. It also destroyed the pagoda made of shriveled lemons.

"Ye Qingxuan, you!no!want!too!over!points!"

Barlow was already on the verge of losing control, and his furious beast nature was almost about to absorb the aether and condense into a phantom beast that would choose people to devour.

"Mr. Ye, I want to ......" Miller stood up and wanted to play a round, but when he turned around, he saw that Shan Miao was motionless, and after being stunned for a moment, his expression changed slightly, and he just shook his head regretfully:

"Forget it, let it go. ”

Seeing that they wouldn't interfere in the matter, Barlow smiled. His five fingers rubbed, and sharp notes burst out, sparks erupted almost out of thin air.

"Go out and practice?"

The corners of his mouth hooked up a provocative smile: "If you're a man, just do it." ”

"Get out?"

The boy shook his head: "No, it's right here." ”

Barlow was stunned for a moment, and then laughed angrily: "Do you think the ban of the Holy City can protect you? There are locals around, I can't do anything about you? It's too naïve, I ......"

"You're thinking too much. ”

Ye Qingxuan interrupted him, raised his eyes, and there seemed to be a quiet moonlight flowing in his pupils.

He said: "As long as you can use the movement, count me as losing." ”

Barlow froze, his face twitching, like a rage, like some kind of extremely crazy grin.

"Good. ”

Barlow's pupils burst with a crimson light: "Good!"

Before the words fell, the lion's roar condensed out of thin air, and an impassioned melody sounded.

The pure white giant lion emerged from the void with a huge head, its hair reflecting the light of metal like a sharp blade, and in an instant, it had already leaned out half of its body, and its huge mouth encompassed Ye Qingxuan's half of his body, and suddenly closed it.

It can be seen that he kept his hand and did not ask for Ye Qingxuan's life, but he also wanted to give this guy who didn't know what to do or bad to look like!

Rumble!

The lion's jaw closed, but it was Barlow who screamed.

Immediately after, the giant lion crumbled like dust, dissipating into the air. The beast nature returned to Barlow's mind, and the furious beast nature clashed with reason, leaving his eyes dark.

Splitting headaches.

"White Lion, this is the signature phantom beast species of the Dragonstone School, right? It can be seen that the beast nature has fused with other parts, and you are an iron lion in your brain? ”

Ye Qingxuan said lightly: "It's a pity. ”

"You ......"

In the midst of the severe pain, Barlow reached out to cover his face, and green tendons appeared on the back of his hand. In the gap between the fingers, the pupil of that eye had turned red. The red pupils trembled, distinguishing Ye Qingxuan's face.

In the drowsiness, he saw Ye Qingxuan's face ethereal like mist, as if it was about to dissipate.

At some point, it began to darken, and only a lone lamp was left to illuminate it. And just behind the lonely lamp, Ye Qingxuan's smile was mysterious.

"Illusion!"

Barlow gritted his teeth: "Your illusion...... This is. "Winter Journey"?"

"Well, I took the time to learn on the road and used it for self-defense. ”

Ye Qingxuan's jaw was raised: "As you know, it is from "Winter Journey", and the name of the movement is "Deception". The effect of "Deception" is to construct illusions while causing the enemy's movement to lose its target and devour its body, which is quite useful for the summoning school. ”

The white-haired boy seemed to be defenseless, and he told his music and the details one by one. And pushed the lone lamp in front of him to Barlow:

"I can tell you: its 'fulcrum' is this lamp in front of you. ”

In the faint crackling sound of the lights burning, the humming of a young man was faintly heard.

"There was a beam of fire, swaying lovingly in front of me. I roamed with it, and I followed it closely, watching it wander around, luring wanderers to come.

Oh, how pathetic I am. and with joy and deceit. On this night of ice and snow. I felt like I saw a warm and bright room. My beloved is in there.

Even if all I see is unreal......"

"You think this illusion can trap me?"

Barlow gritted his teeth, "Even Rebecca, the candidate for 'Voodoo Crypt', that slut wouldn't dare expose her fulcrum in front of me!"

"No, it's just for the purpose of a fair game. ”

Ye Qingxuan spread his hands: "I have gained the geographical advantage." At the same time, you don't need to worry about too destructive phantom beasts hurting innocents. That's a good thing for you, too.

How's that, what's going on?"

"--Just what I want. ”

Barlow grinned, revealing sharp canine teeth, and a phantus slowly appeared behind him.

It was a large, hideous black pipe organ. The six-layer keyboard is engraved with countless beast nature and claw mark totems, and the flowing notes conjure up different music theories, interpreting the war between the giant beast and the demon dragon.

It was the Dragonstone School's iconic inheritance instrument, the Whirring Sound.

Barlow's eyes were red, and they had fused with their bestial nature, as if they were burning. It has entered the stage of deep resonance.

"You'll regret it, Ye Qingxuan. ”

He paused word for word: "After I tore you to shreds." ”

"Then you'll have to hurry. ”

Ye Qingxuan smiled and closed the pocket watch: "Before dinner starts, we still have time to play a few rounds." Hopefully, I'll convince you. ”――

In the middle of the night, in the silence of the inn hall, there was only heavy breathing.

In front of a few dinners that had almost cooled down, the musicians were silent with each other. Only Barlow stared at the oil lamp in front of him like a demon, sweating like rain, and his face was pale.

"Why don't we eat first?"

Shan Miao sighed, "If you don't eat it, it will be cold, and it will cost you money to heat it again." How long is that guy Barlow going to hold on?"

He doesn't mind eating cold, but he doesn't mind spending money.

And it costs a lot of money to occupy the best table here...... If he didn't care before, but he had just squandered a lot of money to rain in Oz, and his bag was empty.

If Ye Qingxuan hadn't said that he was treated, he would definitely have gone to rub Miller's.

"It won't be long before Barlow's stamina runs out. ”

Miller reached out and pressed Barlow's wrist, shook his head and sighed: "I hope Ye Qingxuan can 'convince' him." After all, are the summoning schools all such mad diehards? Studying animal nature has ruined all the brains......

"At least that's the case with the Dragonstone School. My teacher told me that when I encountered a dragonstone school neurosis, I would have a beating first, and only after the fight would I have the possibility of talking. ”

“...... If you meet a guy from any school, your teacher will let you beat you up first!"

Just after the two of them waited for a long time, when they made up their minds to eat first, they saw Ye Qingxuan stretching out his hand and snuffing out the lights on the table. The light dimmed.

Barlow's body shook, and he almost slipped off his chair, sweating and panting.

As if suffocating from the depths of the sea, he gasped, his lips faintly purple, his fingers trembling, sweat falling from his hair to his collar.

Miller reached out to look after him, but he waved him down.

"I throw in the towel. ”

He gasped and looked up at Ye Qingxuan, although he was not reconciled, he still squeezed out a voice from between his teeth: "In the ruins, I listen to you." ”

So, Ye Qingxuan laughed.

"Well, it's a pleasure to work with. (To be continued.) )