The Villain’s White Lotus Halo

Yin Biyue just got Luo Mingchuan's Cambodian, he held the sword in his hand.Immediately injected into the real element, the figure disappeared in the port.

He vaguely felt the roar of the wind and waves, the noise of the city, the flying dust of the official road and the dazzling sunlight of the early summer, but everything was only between Xu Yu.

The next moment, he stepped on the real land.

Before seeing the forest in front of him, almost at the same time, a huge pull suddenly pulled him back!

Even if he was prepared, Yin Biyue stumbled for two steps, too late to turn around. The sword was still carrying the majestic true yuan in the sheath and stabbed backwards, but in a moment it was like a mud cow entering the sea!

The great rider!

He didn’t use his prepared backhand anymore, because the rally disappeared and the man’s voice sounded behind him,

"Xiongtai and be slow! There is no malice underneath!"

The man let go of the hand that he had just put on his shoulder and pulled him over, took two steps back, and his breath disappeared.

"This Taoist..."

Yin Biyue looked back, suddenly stunned.

It's not because this person looks too good to be speechless.

It's... very familiar.

A half-dark dark brown batter, a hip flask hanging around his waist, and a long knife behind his back.The hair was cluttered behind his head, and his chin was slightly blue.

This'Luo Po Jiang Hu Zai Jiu Hang' dress is nothing like a practitioner.

But if you look closely, Xuan Mei flew diagonally into the temples with sharp facial features.Because the eyes are too clear, it naturally weakens the love of the spring water peach eyes.

It only shows the sloppyness and shame of the whole body.

The people in front of him looked at him as if stunned.

At the end, he asked uncertainly, "Big 4?"

Then there was a nagging voice behind him, "Brother Three! Why are you here?!"

The man turned around and immediately panicked, "Lao Wu!"

Immediately pointing at him and Duan Nao, "Amazing! Why do you both come out of nowhere! ...Fourth, what's wrong with your hair? I just didn't recognize you!"

Yin Bi thought more, he finally knew why he was familiar.

Because this man is the third brother who has rarely returned to Cangya Mountain in three years, Yanxing.

The last time they met, it was when Duan Chongxuan came to Xihuafeng to pay respect to the master's portrait.

Yin Biyue nodded to Yan Xing, "Brother San, it's a long story..." He didn't know the reason for his white hair, so the words changed, "My five brothers and I came to Nanlu this time to come to participate Zigzag will."

The chatter said, "How about Brother Three?"

Yan Xing showed an embarrassed look, "I'm talking more about this..."

Suddenly his face changed, "Convergence!"

Yin Biyue and Duan Chongxuan were tense for a moment.

Brother Three is already a Hinayana. Who will he hide from?

Yin Biyue's eyes fell on the foot of his founder, less than two inches away, and a flag was inserted.

Wanting to come to Yanxing just pulled him back suddenly, just because he was afraid of breaking it.

There are still eight such flags, with twists and turns, drawing a range of about three feet in the forest, and surrounding them in the middle.

Yin Biyue looked closely, it was a hidden array.

But the layout method is very rough and simple. If Yan Xingxiu who is not in the formation is advanced, I am afraid that anyone who has learned the lattice method can see the clues.

Yin Biyue moved slightly between his fingers, and a true yuan shot out. There were already two flags swapped in the direction of the breeze. His gesture changed again, and the northernmost flag slightly shifted half an inch to the south.

It was this subtle change that made the entire formation different in a moment, as if the wind blowing in the formation had calmed down.

Yanxing felt the change and relaxed his breath instantly.A fierce shot on his shoulder, surprise, "Fourth man! OK you!"

Yin Biyue was a little embarrassed by his heroic behavior, and lowered his head slightly, "Brother False."

He knew in his heart that if Yanxing did not trust him, he could not change Yanxing's formation.

But he still feels strange. If it is a powerful enemy higher than Yanxing, wouldn't this array see through?If the opponent's state is not as good as Yan Xing, why should he hide?

At this time, there was a murky motion not far from the woods, and a white shadow passed through vaguely.

The man was getting closer and closer, and the cloud boots stepped on fallen leaves and weeds, making a subtle sound.No sign of hiding any trace at all.

It was a young man with a sword in his hand.

The youth was getting closer and closer to seeing the landscape of splashing ink painted on the wide sleeves of the Bo robe, and the chill between the eyebrows.

Yan Xing looked nervous again, and kept silent again.

Even with Yin Biyue and Duan Chongxuan also infected by his nervousness, Su Rong gazed at the coming person.

A familiar voice suddenly sounded in the forest, "Master Song Shaomen."

It was Luo Mingchuan's voice.

The young man named Song Shaomen turned around and was slightly startled, "Brother Luo?"

Yin Biyue finally determined that the husband no longer wanted Luo Mingchuan to die.

Otherwise, any means in the space channel will be enough for Luo Mingchuan to die silently, and the bones will not be found.

On the contrary, the sir did want the three of them to participate in the fold.

But now this situation, I am afraid that even Mr. did not expect, because ... Mr. is not so boring.

Will calculate Yan Yan and the young prince's personal grievances.

The two outside the party met and greeted each other.

"How could Brother Luo suddenly appear here?"

"A sudden beast tide in the floating sea sealed the flight path. Fortunately, Mr. Zhang Yuan sent invitations and displayed space magical powers. It fell here. Did the young master have seen anyone else in this forest?"

"Never...but since it is Mr. Cambodia's invitation, there will always be no problem, maybe it is a little further away. Brother Luo does not need to worry. I am also looking for someone to go with."

Hearing this, Duan Chongxuan said, "The future head of Cangya Mountain and the young master of the Qinglu Sword faction, heh, the relationship is actually pretty good."

There is no such thing as a "minor master" in Cangya Mountain, but the identity of the first apprentice has long been recognized as the next generation's leader.

Yin Biyue also confirmed the identity of this young man, and he will succeed Song Tang of Qinglu Sword School in the future.

Jing Hongjian Song Tang.It is older than the Zhongshan of the same gate, it is higher, and it became famous earlier.

Luo Mingchuan over there turned Song Tang's attention.

Yan Xing breathed a sigh of relief, "The kid looked familiar too..." He looked at him again, and suddenly realized, "The Luomingchuan of Xiganfeng... The fourth and fifth, do you have any way for him to surname Song? Distracted?"

Yin Biyue nodded.Consolidate the true elements into a bunch, controlled by the consciousness, and spread them to Luo Mingchuan's ears without any problem.

"Brother Luo, Brother Duan and I are a few feet away in the north of you, in the hidden formation of Brother Yanxing. Brother Yan is the person Song Shaomen mainly looks for."

The meaning is obvious, since I'm in battle, I just don't want to be found.

Luo Mingchuan's face remained unchanged, and the surprise in his eyes flashed away, and Song Tang next to him didn't even notice it.

Then he laughed, "It's not a hurry to find someone. I plan to go to Yecheng and find a place to stay temporarily during the zigzag meeting."

This time, it was the turn of the Qinglu Sword School as the host, and Song Tang was the young master. Naturally, he handled many things, such as the accommodation of disciples of various schools in Yecheng.

Sure enough, Song Tang apologized, "It's because I didn't think about it. I forgot Brother Luo has been traveling all the way, and the boat has been working hard. I have already prepared for it. I will take Brother Luo here."

Watching the two go away, the figure disappeared into the forest.

Yan Xing slapped Yin Biyue's shoulder fiercely again, "Fourth son! You are so amazing!!!"

Yin Biyue only felt that Brother Yan was very different from his imagination.

Can't help but think of a lot of things about this fellow.