“......”

Miller wanted to speak and stopped, while Barlow grabbed Ye Qingxuan's shoulder: "Don't go over, who knows what the hell that guys want to fight." ”

"Rest assured. ”

Ye Qingxuan glanced at Colt and laughed: "Mr. Colt is not that kind of person, right?"

Colt smiled and said nothing, his eyes were green, as if he had hidden a touch of coldness.

"You stay here first, and I'll go back. ”

Ye Qingxuan said to Shan Miao: "If there is anything unusual, don't worry about me, just do it and kill Colt first." ”

Shan Miao's head.

Ye Qingxuan put down the package and walked towards the five people step by step, Colt watched him walk step by step, his expression unchanged. In the silence, Ye Qingxuan's footsteps abruptly stopped in the middle.

He looked at Colt, and Colt looked at him.

The eyes of the two were meaningful.

In the brief silence, a faint hostility appeared in everyone's eyes, and the atmosphere tensed. But in the midst of that suffocating confrontation, Ye Qingxuan's smile still did not change.

Until finally, Colt sighed regretfully, took a step back, and there was a faint sound in the air, as if something had disappeared.

So, Ye Qingxuan continued to step forward, as if nothing had happened, and walked past the two musicians with provocative eyes, without any scruples.

"It's a shame. ”

He rubbed shoulders with Colt and whispered, "If I were you, I'd do it." ”

"Revelation musicians never gamble. ”

Colt's expression was still cold: "Ye Qingxuan, you are still far away." ”

"No, I mean: as long as there is fifty percent, in my hands, it will be victorious. Ye Qingxuan smiled slightly and retracted his gaze: "And you." No way. ”

Colt didn't seem to hear anything, and didn't look at the young man behind him, but his lips were pursed, and his fingers holding the wooden staff were bruised.

In a pair of green eyes, there was still indifference.

Regardless of the cold eyes behind him, Ye Qingxuan took a good time to look at the door in front of him. The silent eyes in front of him swept carefully inch by inch, and the fingers also carefully groped the texture on the door, as if they were looking at a precious jewel, refusing to miss anything.

After a long time, he got up and returned.

It wasn't until Ye Qingxuan stepped into the range of Shan Miao's heart that the three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's the situation?" asked Sammiu.

Ye Qingxuan took out a handkerchief, wiped the dust off his hands, looked up and said, "I'm afraid we're in trouble this time." ”――

Ten minutes later.

"In short. There's only one way to get here. According to the trend of the entire underground palace, I am afraid that all the passages in front of me will lead here, and I am afraid that after a while, after everyone comes down, the front of the door will be very lively.

And then, the problem that everyone needs to face is this: compared to the poor civilians and soldiers, I am afraid that the rich and powerful nobles are buried behind the door. So, burials are never so casual - I mean. You know, right?"

Miller's reaction was the fastest: "Is it an enchantment or a seal?"

"The trouble is, it's all there. ”

Ye Qingxuan nodded at the huge stone door with his chin: "In the mythology of Romulus, such a situation is called the 'Gate of Hades'. It has both the coverage of the enchantment and the independence of the seal, and it should be the special specialization of a certain school, and there are traces of at least five or more forbidden musicians joining forces. ”

"Is it done?"

"It can't be done. Ye Qingxuan shook his head decisively: "When I reach the scepter level, I will come back and try again, maybe there is still some hope." Colt probably can't, otherwise he wouldn't be here either. ”

"Why don't we try digging a hole again?"

"Are you sure you want to dig a hole in the active volcano?" Ye Qingxuan made an analogy: "Don't lift the alchemy matrix here." The consequences of digging a hole in a hurry are not much better than that.

Remember the Romulus phalanx at the door? It was just an aperitif before the meal, and once the 'Gate of Hades' was activated, all the defenses of the upper dungeon would be activated, and a big meal would be served......

Ye Qingxuan looked around at the palace that was empty enough for hundreds of people to come out to practice, and smiled mockingly: "It's far away. Guess how many clay puppets can fit in this place?"

“......”

Barlow's expression twitched, and he cursed: "I knew that those Romulus dead ghosts must not have a good heart to build such a big place!"

"So what's next?"

"Cold salad. ”

Ye Qingxuan shrugged: "There are three ways. ”

"One, we are here to spend and see if the people who come behind have a way to solve it, but I'm afraid it will be a waste of time. Two, let's go up there and find another way to try, but most of the time it's impossible to ......"

"Three?"

"Three?"

Ye Qingxuan smiled, looked at his watch and said, "It's not too early, it's useless to consume air, it's better for everyone to go home and sleep." I'll solve it tomorrow when I recharge my energy......"

Everyone thought he was joking, but looking at Ye Qingxuan's serious face, they didn't know what to say.

In the end, the three of them were finally persuaded by him to pack up their things and leave.

Sitting far away, the formation on the opposite side was a little flustered, a trace of astonishment flashed in Colt's eyes, and he opened his mouth to speak, but he saw a trace of mockery in Ye Qingxuan's eyes.

Collapse!

The cane was on the ground, Ye Qingxuan picked up his top hat, bowed, and then slapped his ass without hesitation and turned to leave-since he didn't know what kind of conspiracy this guy had prepared, but as long as he didn't follow the other party's pace, he was not afraid of being hit.

Anyway, the ruins are here, and they won't grow legs and run.

Let's continue to squat, let's go home and sleep, bye-bye~

The four of them turned around and left.

And just as he was silently climbing on the stairs, Barlow's movements suddenly paused, dragging Ye Qingxuan in front of him.

At some point, his eyes had changed to the vertical pupils of the beast - above the palms, the hair stood on end, like a beast about to go berserk, and his whole body exuded a frenzied aura.

It seems to have sensed a natural predator.

"Hell, there's something coming. ”

He gritted his teeth and stared ahead: "Very beastial, very strong......"

Ye Qingxuan was stunned. I don't know how strong the beast nature can be to make the inheritors of the Dragonstone School so frightened - you must know that after seeing a behemoth like the Giant Devouring Worm, Ye Qingxuan himself has become completely numb to the existence of the Phantom Beast, and it is hard to imagine what would surprise him.

Soon, on the swirling stone staircase, footsteps were heard.

Two.

One before and one after the other.

The one in front of him takes a step. The people behind followed. Follow the rules, as if you are seriously stepping on the footprints in front of you, rigid and careful.

Caspar...... Caspar Hauser. ”

Barlow's sharpened nails cut a grim crack in the wall, and the mud and sand fell, and his whole body tensed: "Here comes the Hauser brothers, Totorre and his monster brother." ”

Before the words fell, a gray and black figure appeared in front of him.

The gray-clothed man was tall, his face cold and rigorous, in the darkness. The pupils of the eyes are like amber.

Behind him, the rickety figure looked like a monkey, dressed in a dirty black robe of some years, tattered.

His face was covered with a veil, and he couldn't see his face clearly, and his waist-length hair seemed to be greasy and clumped together, turning into strands like the hard mane of some beast.

It's just that I don't know why. His pupils showed no sign of the beastly transformation of a summoning musician, just sluggishness.

Casper.

Caspar Hauser.

Legend has it that summoning musicians and summoning musicians are raised according to the 'optimization theory'.

- Monster-level monster.

The meeting between the two sides caused a moment of stalemate.

Followed by. Torre, the elder brother in front, first bowed slightly to a few people, and did not say hello, making way for the upward passage.

After a moment of silence, they 'passed by' on this not-so-narrow staircase.

The staircase was five meters wide, but it was too narrow and narrow at the moment.

Narrow enough to miss each other. It's suffocating.

Just as he was passing by, Ye Qingxuan's vision saw a faint coat of arms from Casper's pitch-black cloak—a totem that had faded in the wind, sun, rain, and wear.

It was the pitch-black Hound insignia, which lurked in the darkness of the robes, but revealed a faint silhouette.

Grinding teeth and sucking blood, waiting to be killed.

......

Staggered in an instant. It wasn't until he walked away that Ye Qingxuan could still hear the violent heartbeat coming from Barlow's chest, like a violent gasp that had not subsided after the big battle.

His eyes were gloomy, and he subconsciously gnawed at his nails, making a rattling and irritating sound.

"That legend, is it true?"

Miller asked softly, "'Bestiality' complete?"

"Mostly. ”

Barlow muffled: "Before I saw that guy, I was skeptical, but after seeing it, I knew that it was mostly - compared to the results of that stage, our school's research is one step behind after all. ”

"Bestial inheritance, what is that?" Ye Qingxuan asked.

"-- Crooked ways!"

Barlow took a sip and looked back at him, "Do you know how a 'hound breed' is born?"

How are hunting dog breeds born?

Of course, from the selection of thousands of fierce dogs, select the most irritable, the most aggressive, but also the fastest, the strongest, then their excellent bloodlines mate with each other, continue to observe the offspring, and then select the strongest among them, continue to cultivate, train, strengthen, reproduce...... Until the end, the bloodlines of countless strong ancestors converged on the same fierce dog.

Grumpy, powerful, swift, aggressive and at the same time tame the strong...... All the best in one.

Thus, a new hound was born.

"Some schools of thought think: if hounds can, why can't they summon musicians? Anyway, aren't humans just a kind of beasts that look slightly advanced?"

Barlow only said that he had come to this point and would not continue.

Ye Qingxuan was silent for a long time, and looked back at the darkness behind him.

The darkness swayed, as if the dark hound had not gone away.

That's the summoning musician and the summoning musician who was nurtured by the summoning musician.

Monster-level monsters.

"I see. ”――

I'm sorry to take a day off tomorrow. (To be continued.) )