The Villain’s White Lotus Halo

Yin Biyue felt the atmosphere changed instantly.

Everyone's eyes fell on him, it was indescribably complicated.

He retracted his sword and saw Chen Yi laughed, but also bowed his hands to him as a salute.

Yin Biyue was lucky to think that this counterfeit and shoddy high imitation halo could not pull much hate value.

So he also gave the other party a gift, "Concession."

The deacon's disciples shouted, "At the end of the field, the mountains and mountains are more victorious--"

The competition was ups and downs, and it was a brilliant one, but no one was bleeding or injured.

Both parties started with a proper and calm greeting, and ended in the same way.

Yin Biyue stepped down, and the disciples of Cangya Mountain had greeted them.His eyes are like joy or sadness, and he also has a kind of... hate that iron can't become steel.

He looked very uncomfortable.

The next moment, the crowd separated, and he met Luo Mingchuan's eyes.It's still clear and amber.

With shallow caring and worry in his eyes, he asked him in a deep voice, "Can there be any injuries?"

Just like at the end of his first match.

At that moment, Yin Biyue suddenly felt very comforted.

No matter how the world views him, Luo Mingchuan's eyes haven't changed.

What a hate value he has!

Brother has been in the sun for so long, waiting for me to help him home!~\(≧▽≦)/~

Luo Mingchuan coughed and said in a concise way, "There are still some things, I and my brother take a step first."

All of them showed a sudden look.

The road beneath his feet was already familiar with his heart. When he turned to the alley, Yin Biyue lifted Luo Mingchuan's arm.

The cold water sword's unintended intentions raged in the meridian bones, making him unable to lean closer.

Suddenly felt too close and inappropriate, the brothers who always politely may not be used to it.Just wanting to make some distance, I heard Luo Mingchuan sincerely say, "Thank you brother."

No thanks~\(≧▽≦)/~

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The two walked without hesitation, and when the crowd revived in the field, their backs were far away and almost invisible, solidifying into a point under the blue sky.

Arguments and sighs sounded one after another.

He Yanyun sighed, "Brother Yin... This is fortunate to have Brother Luo watching."

Duan Chongxuan didn’t know what to say, he had a deeper understanding of his brother’s character than others,

"Fortunately, with the combat strength of Brother Four, we will not be bullied by others."

Some people disagreed, "Senior Brother Yin is highly advanced and has an outstanding fighting ability, but in case someone has a wrong mind in the future, what should he do to deceive him? For example, pretend to be pitiful and sympathetic? What should I do?"

"Brother Yin always has a cold face! It looks like a cold heart! This is great!"

"Yes! Although it is easy to be misunderstood! But it can also shock Xiao Xiao!"

The disciples of Cangya Mountain gathered together and expressed deep concern about the character of their brother. Finally, they concluded that Brother Luo must take good care of others!All of Cangya's efforts must be optimistic!

Chu Huan took the disciples of Lian Jianzong to power and helped Chen Yi down.Chen Yi waved his hand, beckoning them not to worry, he was indeed not injured.

The Quduiyan in the stands finally let down.

Suddenly someone announced a Buddha number on the stand. Everyone looked at it and saw it was a grey robe monk in Jiekong Temple.

Buddhism has always been low-key, especially the Buddhist monks in Jekong Temple.

Ziming is the first teacher of Jeongkong Temple, where his seniority and cultivation are placed.But when he didn't speak, almost no one noticed him.

His voice was as warm as a spring breeze, just like chanting scriptures, "Amitabha, Shishuzu often said that my Buddhist disciples walked the world not for concessions because of compassion, but for the'Buddha's heart, vajra means.' The poor monk didn’t understand it before, but today it is understood that it was people like Lord Yin.”

There was so much emotion in everyone's heart that they didn't know what to say at the moment.

The elder Bao Puzong snorted coldly, cursing with a vicious look,

"Where is soft-hearted and soft-hearted, it is simply the benevolence of a woman! The future will not be a great weapon! There will be such an apprentice in Jiansheng!"

Suddenly he felt cold behind his back and hurriedly turned back to see the elder of Lian Jianzong looking at him coldly.

Then I remembered that Yin Biyue's sympathetic target was a disciple. Although what he said just now, although the voice was low, it was hard to avoid the eyes and ears of the half-step Mahayana.Among those who watched the battle today, Elder Lian Jianzong was the highest.There was no half-coercion at that glance, but he was full of threats, so he had no expression in his face.

The elders of the Qinglu Sword School also spoke, saying lightly, "Jiansheng has such an apprentice, which is a good thing."

The middle-aged woman's cold eyes shocked the man who held Pu Zong and turned to Quduiyan.She had clearly seen the battle situation before, and at this moment she said,

"Your younger brother tried his best to get the last sword to "moon the moon", and the body protector Zhenyuan has long been scattered, almost nothing. If Yin Biyue's sword fell to the ground, he wouldn't have to say it for a year. Sword. Even if there is your mother's'Golden Wind and Yulu', you have to be injured for half a year."

At this point, it turned into a caution,

"No matter who you fight with in the future, if it is not a life-and-death struggle, the body protector Zhenyuan will never disperse and put himself in great danger... As for Yin Biyue's child, he is obviously cold-hearted and hard-mouthed. You will never do a full set of human relationships, and you should never learn him in the future."

Qu Duiyan still agreed softly. "What the aunt taught was that Yaner knew."

The middle-aged woman nodded in satisfaction.

Quduiyan thought of the cold-hearted teenager, and could not help laughing.

It’s good to be soft-hearted, and it’s good not to be universal.She feels very good.

It is different and unique.

No matter how many people think about it, the third round of the Zigzag will continue, and this splendid battle will eventually disappear.

But in the teahouse tavern, you can still hear the argument that the first time Yihujian came out of the sheath, Wanshan had the power to break the moon, which should not be underestimated.Just don't know which one is more sharp than the wind and rain sword?

Yin Biyue himself could not answer this question.

He sat on the futon and wiped his sword with silk cloth, with a serious look and meticulous movements.

Thinking back to the details of the battle at that time.It's not an illusion. Under the deterrent effect of the moon, this sword did indeed shake slightly when it was unsheathed, and there was a buzzing sound, and it seemed to be angry and angry.

But still not accepting his true yuan, silent and stubborn.If Lin Yuan, the first soldier of the Age of All Saints, is still alive, I am afraid there is not such a big shelf.

Thinking of this, Yin Biyue's heart almost collapsed.

#bug#

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Seven days later, the third round of the fold will end.Qu Duiyan didn't show up again in the later competition, many people lamented the beauty's shocking side, and I don't know if it was a good-bye in this life.

Forty people should have been promoted, but there have been several defeats. The winner also gave up the qualification for the next round.Therefore, only thirty-six were promoted.

Before the fourth round of drawing, the disciples still have three days to rest.The Qinglu Sword School must also deploy personnel to strengthen and repair the ring formation.

Yecheng has more foreign practitioners, all waiting to watch the next round of competition.The daily patrols of the Black Guards have increased a lot, and the business of restaurants and gambling shops in the city is better.

Now the disciples of various schools have been eliminated and come to watch, far more than they are still participating.

Many people do not have the pressure of the game, they like to go to the gambling house to place a small bet, bet on the love, support their sect, adjust their spiritual life.

Although the results of the next round of lottery have not come out yet, many people know about the teahouse on that day. The wind and rain sword Zhongshan and Jiansheng disciple Yin Bi will have a battle after all, so the game started early.

Yin Biyue's sword show in the battle before, let him ruined the evil, repaired as a big loss rumor never break.Therefore, there is little difference in odds between the two.

But Zhongshan's realm is always higher, and he has to bet more.After all, in the last round of competition, some people questioned his repair behavior in the later stage of breaking obstacles, thinking that he was already a half-step.

By the autumn lake, Luo Mingchuan and Yin Biyue repeated the life of practicing spiritual practice, sword practice, and narrative.

Duan Chongxuan was busy practicing spiritual practice, sword training and being instructed. During his busy schedule, he went to the gambling shop to give his brother a bet.

So he was very handsome in Ye Cheng's mind, and the image of being young and golden was even more magnificent.

Only the disciples of Bao Puzong did not participate in the huge gambling game involving almost all the people.

It's not because they are concentrating on practice and detaching from low-level fun.But in the initial battle between Yin Biyue and He Lai, they borrowed a large sum of money from Yecheng Qianzhuang to bet on He Laisheng.Later, the gambling game lost money, and the money was not enough for a while, but he still led the elders to pay for the money, and then paid off the debts in Qianzhuang.

This incident was transmitted back to the Hengduan Mountains in the western mainland, and the elders of the Taizhang in Zongmen spread the letter to rebuke'shame on people'.Therefore, the disciples of Baopu Zong now dare not gamble anymore.

Yecheng's three days are about to pass, and when Wujinxi falls, there is a cool breeze.

People in the city moved out of bamboo chairs to cool down the streets, playing poppies and nibbling seeds, saying that the newly heard origami would be hilarious.The lanterns on the flower floor can't wait to hang up, the vendors on the main street of the center began to prepare for the night market, and the lanterns in the big gates were lit up early.

The Cangya disciples by the autumn lake finished their day of sword practice and practice. Some returned to the house to prepare for concentration, while others went to the center of the city together. They also had to make up for the excitement in Yecheng.

The afterglow of the West Heaven sprinkled, and the lake floated with light and gold.Tired birds returned to their nests, and in the distance, a white wall and gray tiles in the courtyard of the dwelling raised smoke and smoke.

The silhouette of the lake gradually walked away, the laughter also dispersed, and the autumn lake at dusk fell silent.

Only the breeze slowly blew the weeping willows by the lake.

So far, this is no different from the past.

But today is destined to be different.

Because a little girl stood under the willow tree.

No one knows when she came and how long she has been standing.

She seemed to appear there silently, and the evening wind and weeping willow never noticed.

She wore a purple long gown with wide sleeves and narrow waist, and her clothes were embroidered with dark patterns like flowers.The pearl hairpin in the hair is not wood or jade, only a round pearl is embedded in the end, which shines in the sunset.

When the white-haired boy pushed out the door and came to the lake with a sword, she smiled lightly.

A smile and three springs.

No matter how weeping willow is, how can she have a beautiful pear vortex?

No matter how bright the lake is, why is her eyes bright?