The Villain’s White Lotus Halo Chapter 3: First time

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It is the spring equinox. It rained in Cangya last night.

This morning, the mountains are covered in mist, and the greenery is like washing, showing more and more layers of shades.

The young man walks on the rugged stone road in the mountains, a faint cloud of smoke hangs on him, and the dense water vapor of the grass and trees wets the hem of his clothes.

He was in high spirits, but his pace was firm and unhurried. His eyes were quiet, and there was no trace of arrogance.

In contrast, the girl in pink chasing after him looked much more eager.

He Yanyun looked at the back of the person in front of her.

Senior Brother Luo has just been named the first apprentice of Cangya, and he is still wearing a complicated and dignified dress. Change the simplicity of the past.

Xuehua brocade robe is covered with blue satin, finely embroidered with the pattern of the vast sea and pines, the cuffs and collar are finely pressed with silver threads, and the waist of the robe is tied with a dragon sapphire knot.

The layers of low-hanging wide-sleeved sleeves are surging like flowing clouds while walking. It is the outline of the tall and straight figure.

Seeing that the distance from the youth is getting farther and farther, he will be left behind. The girl lifted her breath, jumped out of thin air, and swayed her figure, and landed in front of the young man,

He shouted urgently, “Senior brother!”

The young man was not surprised, and said peacefully, “Junior sister has something to do, and I will discuss it when I come back this time.”

His facial features are sharp and handsome, but because of his gentle temperament, he is inexplicably friendly and reliable.

Some people seem to be born with the special ability to say no to others without the slightest sense of ill will.

Luo Mingchuan is such a person.

The girl seemed to be certain of his good temper, and still stopped on the road relentlessly, with a bit of coquettishness in her tone, “Senior brother, I heard that you asked the head master for the Canglan Order, what are you going to do? ?”

She was born to be pretty and beautiful, and her behavior made people feel rude, and it showed the cuteness and innocence of the youngest daughter’s family.

The youth’s expression did not change at all, “Junior sister please come back, I want to go down the mountain.”

“What are you doing when you go down the mountain with the Canglan Order?” The girl frowned and thought for a moment. Suddenly, she seemed to think of something, and her apricot eyes stared, “Cangya Dungeon?!”

“Senior brother, don’t you want to see that surname Yin?!”

The youth was silent.

He Yanyun knows that Senior Brother Luo will not lie, this kind of reaction is equivalent to acquiescence.

So she was even more excited, “Going to see what he is doing?! What’s wrong with Xi Huafeng? What’s so great?! It’s clear that he has a vicious mind and has many tricks to harm us. Senior brother, you are the first disciple of Cangya. Afraid that he won’t succeed?!”

Luo Mingchuan frowned, “Junior Sister He, be careful.”

The girl didn’t want to blurt out, “Am I wrong? He should be abolished and driven down the mountain after the public trial in seven days. In my opinion, Xi Huafeng can’t protect him for the serious crime of mutilating a fellow student. Even a sword…”

Suddenly she lost her voice, as if an invisible hand choked her throat tightly.

A huge sense of fear rushed out, making her sweat instantly. This kind of deterrence does not come from anyone or anything around me, but from the fear in the depths of my heart.

Not just her, but almost everyone in the world.

Even if it’s just a little disrespectful when you mention it casually, the fear engraved in your bones will instantly surge up, and the crushed person can’t breathe.

Only then did she realize that Senior Brother Luo reminded her to “be careful”, not to stop her from humiliating Yin Biyue. It was because she was afraid that she would be rude to that person.

What she just wanted to say was that Yin Biyue’s titular master, the ‘Juggernaut’ Wei Jingfeng, who has been traveling for many years, is the master of Xihua.

She is really too carried away, this is not something she can talk about.

He Yanyun took a deep breath, tried her best to return to normal, her tone weakened, and begged, “Senior brother, do you have to go? Then take me with you, I also want to see what the dungeon looks like… …”

Although the young man’s tone was gentle, he did not waver at all, but shook his head helplessly.

“Stop making trouble.”

He Yanyun wanted to say something, and saw the person in front of her eyes ripple like waves, from deep to shallow, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

She was shocked and quickly realized that Senior Brother Luo couldn’t use such space supernatural powers, but now that the Canglan Order is in his hands, he can use the power of the Cangya Mountains to instantly use the formation in the mountains. transfer.

The girl stomped angrily.

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The heavy black iron door slowly opened, and the dark gap gradually expanded. It seemed like an abyss that was devoured by people, and finally revealed its true face.

As soon as Luo Mingchuan stepped in, he felt his breath stagnant. He was a spiritual practitioner, and it felt really bad to be restricted by the circulation of real essence. At first it was only a slight discomfort, but it deepened as the ladder gradually descended. When he landed, it seemed as if someone had put an invisible shackle on him.

The guard has already received a summons from outside, holding a shark oil lamp, the candle light will be extinguished, and waiting for him at the entrance.

Luo Mingchuan bowed slightly and said, “It’s time to work.”

The guard turned sideways to avoid his salute, his voice hoarse, “Don’t dare.”

Luo Mingchuan knew why he came. He understood, in the secret realm of Zifu, it was him that Yin Biyue really wanted to kill, and the others were just related.

But he didn’t understand, why did Yin Biyue kill him?

It is clear that they had known each other at Lanyuan Academy back then. Although they did not communicate after worshipping Cangya, they also had no festivals.

He looked at the dark and cold dungeon with a momentary sigh in his heart. When I first met, the talented young man has fallen to the point where he is now.

There were footsteps in the leaking sound, steady and powerful, echoing along the long and narrow corridor.

Yin Biyue, who was leaning against the wall, opened her eyes.

Now his infuriating spirit is sealed, and his eyesight is far worse than before.

Until the figure approaches five steps away, the unextinguished candlelight will illuminate the face of the person who comes.

Jade crown and white dress, Xuan Mei repairs eyes…

Luo Mingchuan!

Yin Biyue’s pupils suddenly tightened! Every muscle in his body tensed instantly, almost jumping up.

Then he tried his best to force himself to relax.

This is the original body’s instinctive reaction to the person in front of him. It has reached such a point that the spirit still remains in the body after leaving.

This is… how much hatred? !

The guard handed over the lantern and backed away.

Luo Mingchuan looked at the dark cell and called out tentatively, “Junior Brother Yin?”

In the darkness, there was the sound of rustling fabrics rubbing against each other, and the sound of iron chains hitting each other was harsh and sharp.

The prisoners approached with the sound of the chains and appeared in the candlelight.

He was pale and his eyes were downcast.

He was wearing a simple plain-colored uniform with no pattern or decoration, and his long hair was loosely draped.

The wide white robe and wide sleeves are covered with dim candlelight, which complements his slender figure.

The young man raised his eyes and looked straight at them, deep and cold, like the stars in the sky.

Luo Mingchuan was stunned for a moment.

The always keen intuition told him that there must be something wrong. The Yin Shidi in his impression was not like this.

The boy’s eyes were always gloomy and gloomy, and occasionally he looked up at him, making people feel like he was being stared at by some cold-blooded animal.

But the coldness of the people in front of him is more like a **** standing in the clouds overlooking, innate indifference.

Let him be in a trance for a moment.

At the first sight of the school, I knew that this apprentice and disciple was very good. At this time, after taking a closer look, I was shocked to realize that although the young man’s figure was not complete, his facial features were fully opened, with thin lips and straight nose, sword eyebrows and star eyes, without a single flaw.

It looks like a statue of an ancestral hall carved out of suet and white jade.

But there is no fireworks popularity at all.

       

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