Crown of Silence

In the dilapidated sewer, the ghost woman's figure was like a ghost.

The blood mixed with the drug and poison boiled in her chest, making her painful spirit become excited.

The invisible ghosts devoured the blood of all living things, becoming stronger and more violent, but under her will, they could only be tamed like dogs.

As a deposit, the Oriental gave her a potion to cure the sequelae, which restored her condition to its peak. This feeling of omnipotence is really long-lost.

Even if it is illusory, it is intoxicating...

The further she went down, the more she seemed to be able to feel the breath left by Bai Xi...The slightly sweet blood made her move faster again.

"Immortal bone is born?"

The ghost woman who was intoxicated by the blood suddenly remembered the description of the group of Oriental people, and couldn't help licking the corner of her mouth. In her pupils, there was a light like a ghost fire.

What a wonderful blood. Even if it is offered to the Hundred-Eyed One, it would be a perfect sacrifice...

The score of "Di Li Che" gave her strength, but also gave her the desire of a demon. The thick blood made her will erratic. For monsters, the stimulation of blood is more powerful than any psychedelic drug.

In the intoxication of blood, she laughed wildly and commanded the invisible ghost to drag those subordinates out of the corner and disembowel them.

The blood smelled sweet.

She reached out and scooped up a handful of blood from the cracked head, tasting the sweetness on the tip of her tongue, but her movements suddenly froze.

Because the stone slab under her feet was shaking.

The dust in the air was erratic, because of the sudden shock, it was turbulent.

They jumped chaotically in the wreckage, as if they were trying to escape from this place. The whole corridor was shaking slightly, but the trembling seemed to come from under the nine earths, so that it shocked people's souls.

Everything was shaking uneasily, because the sound of storms and thunder and lightning sounded.

It was like a wind hole opened in the thundercloud, dancing with lightning.

The invisible ghosts no longer obeyed the control, they frantically wanted to break free from the shackles, and the backlash made the ghost woman's face red, almost dripping with blood.

She screamed, strongly suppressed the resistance of the invisible ghosts, and urged them to move forward with her.

Until the end, she finally saw where the exciting sound came from.

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In the darkness, the boy knelt on the ground with the unconscious girl in his arms.

As if possessed by something terrible, his lungs emitted a low and loud sound like thunder rubbing and wind stirring.

There was a huge force condensing in his body, making his face ashen, and in the protruding blood vessels of his arms, you could almost see the lightning of a huge amount of ether rubbing.

The invisible ghosts wrapped around him were torn apart by that force, like a strong wind blowing away green smoke.

In his drooping pupils, there seemed to be cold moonlight. The blood from all directions was forced back with his breath, forming a perfect circle.

In this circle, there is nothing else.

"Holy Spirit Change?"

The witch was stunned, and a trace of fear flashed in her eyes. But soon, he found that this was not the music score to summon the Holy Spirit to possess, nor was there the magnificent sound of thousands of people praising in the legend.

Even if it is incomprehensible,

but everyone knows that this is a simpler and simpler phenomenon - the abnormality caused by the convergence of a huge amount of ether.

"Damn it."

The witch took a step back.

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In the silence, the boy seemed to wake up from a long dream, raised his drooping eyes, and stared at the witch. The pupils seemed to reflect the moonlight - indifferent, silent, empty.

Just like the devil's pupils, that kind of eyes contain a certain power, just looking at it makes people feel fear, awe... and madness!

It was silent, but under the gaze of those eyes, the screams were suppressed, and the wriggling runes frantically extracted the blood of the ghost woman, and the melody of "Di Li Che·Prologue" was fully unfolded.

So, countless painful screams exploded, and the invisible ghosts frantically extracted the blood of the ghost woman, becoming more and more hideous.

Visibly, the ghost woman's body shrank a little, and the intense pain made her fall into rage. She hugged her head and screamed frantically: "Kill him! Kill him!"

In her mouth, the teeth with holes blew out a strange melody, and the invisible ghosts in the blood plasma were ordered to tremble wildly and expand three points again.

In the smelly wind, the blood flow rolled and screamed towards the boy in front.

In the rolling blood flow, she saw the boy gently raise his arm and spread his left hand.

At that moment, the ghost woman clearly saw a smile on Ye Qingxuan's lips. A sense of absurdity flashed past her, and she was stunned. A bad premonition emerged from his heart.

She heard Ye Qingxuan open his mouth and whisper something in the sound of wind and thunder. Then, a miracle like a "holy chant" came.

The light of ether gathered and attached to his broken left hand, causing the bones to return to their original positions with a crackling sound, blood to flow back into the wound, and the broken skin to roll up and heal, leaving only a faint blood mark in the end.

In a flash, the originally fragmented arm was restored to its original state and perfect.

In Ye Qingxuan's heart, that inexplicable will urged his mind, causing him to involuntarily stretch out his palm and press it into the void.

At the fingertips of the young man, the light of ether burned like a flame, igniting the ring with the strings coiled around it.

It shone and disappeared.

Then, a series of sharp sounds interrupted the ghost woman's thoughts.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The clanging sound of metal rubbing against metal rang out.

It was like a copper bead falling on an iron plate, the sound was crisp, and the notes burst out in the air, almost knocking out sparks! The crisp sound rang out, like a storm, echoing in the air, and every echo made a very tiny pinhole appear on the wall.

Other than that, it seemed useless.

But all the invisible ghosts suddenly stopped, they maintained their original posture, stagnated on the ground, in the blood, and in the air, as if they were solidified.

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The ghost woman stared at this absurd scene dully, and felt cold all over.

Those ghosts still stopped in place, as if solidified, but not solidified, the air did not become a solid, and the so-called space was not frozen.

Moreover, they did not stop, they were still struggling... The reason why they stopped in place was because they were nailed.

The burning fire illuminated everything.

——That was an object condensed from ether, extremely thin and tough silver wires!

They pierced out from the fine pinholes on the wall, the top of the head and the ground, stretched straight forward, and pierced through the wall.

Those extremely tight silver wires were set up in this deep corridor, crisscrossing like a net. Just like the strings of a harp set on a mountain, it should be!

No, they were really strings... strings condensed from ether!

At the moment when those beasts and evil spirits broke in, they spread out from all directions, interlaced to protect the boy in the center, and formed a complex encirclement with each other.

The power of that spread was too intense, and the extremely thin strings turned into arrows, piercing gold and breaking stones. It penetrated the stone in front and the evil spirit in front.

The closest string was even only one step away from the ghost woman!

In the intertwined strings, the mad invisible ghosts struggled hard to pull their bodies out. The extremely thin strings were like blades, easily cutting their blood and bones, making a buzzing and trembling sound.

The sound was as crisp as the chirping of some birds, cold and distant. They came from nothing and returned to nothingness, leaving a lingering echo.

"Trap?"

The ghost woman was stunned, but soon she was swallowed by a strange sense of absurdity: This is not a trap...

Those crisscrossing strings in the air are not traps at all, but the true appearance of something.

The fire of ether forges lapis lazuli, shapes the body with music, and illuminates the origin with runes. This is a sharp blade forged by the heart and soul of an alchemist, a musical instrument that controls ether to the perfect state!

"The new swallows sing behind the curtains, and the old dragons in the sea sound."

In the bottom of Ye Qingxuan's heart, the voice whispered softly: "Ye Zi, this is the 'Nine Heavens Ring Pei'."

At that moment, the sleeping soul opened his eyes.

He looked down at the world through Ye Qingxuan's eyes, gathered ether with his hands, and controlled his body to sit upright, as if sitting on a solemn hall.

Inexplicably, Ye Qingxuan once again recalled the notebook he had lost.

On the notebook, on the page where Wolf Flute had scribbled, the vague words and music scores in his memory suddenly changed.

No, they were originally like that, but for some reason, Wolf Flute and himself did not notice that it was a seal imposed on the page and acting on the consciousness.

Now that the seal was lifted, he finally noticed the things he had always ignored.

In his memory, the scribbled words began to change, and finally turned into a rune that was as ethereal as mist. The rune changed in his mind and evolved into a brand new handwriting and melody.

That melody resounded in his mind, making him reach out his hand and press on the strings.

So, the guqin that had been sleeping for many years was finally played.

At this moment, the musician who used to be named "Yue Yin" was resurrected from the boy's body. His will flowed through the blood of this persistent boy, guiding him to pluck the strings and play the chapter of his own destiny!