The Villain’s White Lotus Halo

Moon Shadow looked west, and the courtyard group by the autumn lake was silent in the deep night, and only the chirping of summer insects and the rustling of wind blowing leaves came.

Luo Mingchuan pushed open the window, the night breeze poured in, and the chill in the face made people sober.

The window is facing Qiuhu, the smoke is gone, and Haoyue is thousands of miles away.

He didn't like the almost out-of-control emotions during the day, so he began to straighten his mind.

In the dungeon, he knew that he had been drunk in the past, and he missed his brother's obsession, and went astray, so he was full of guilt.Initially, I decided to go down the mountain together because I wanted to compensate my younger brother, and it was also enlightening.

But when did it go down the road, when did it change?

He didn't know why the younger brother exchanged invitations with him in the floating sea.But there is an inexplicable intuition that the younger brother is protecting him.During the full moon night drink, the younger brother leaned on his arms and said that he wanted to live a good life in the future, at that time he could not see his heart clearly.

until today.

Until the younger brother admits personally, there are already happy people.

The night wind rose, blowing away the mist in front of me.

Luo Mingchuan has been training for more than ten years and has never been afraid to face his heart.

He thought that he was also pleased with his brother.

But brother?

The younger brother is too young, and his mind is simple. Can he really distinguish his feelings for his brother and his partner?

Luo Mingchuan looked at the undulating lake.

It doesn't matter, he can wait.

From the school to Cangya Mountain, from the thirteenth to the twenty-three years old of the younger brother, he will be there every year in his life.

Luo Mingchuan's mind was clear and he quickly settled in and began to practice Galan pupil surgery.

Yin Biyue was troubled when meditating.Simply turned over the futon, sat in front of the case, lit the lights and wiped the sword.

He has recently felt that wiping the sword is a beneficial thing for the body and mind, which can calm people down quickly.

The candlelight illuminates the three-foot green front and also reflects his face on the sword.

Qu girl is very good.Regardless of the appearance of the family, or the gift of practice, there is no bad place.

So, why the first reaction is rejection?Shouldn’t they be happy?

"I have a road in my heart, how can love in the world restrain me?"

No, this reason should be said by the brother, or someone like Master.

I am clearly not a person who is interested in preaching alone.

Because the situation in the world is turbulent and the crisis is heavy, well, this is barely a reason.

Anymore?

Yin Biyue recalled his state of mind at the time, and found that the first reaction was actually afraid of Luo Mingchuan's misunderstanding.

He didn't know why this happened, out of fear that the premature love would be discovered by the parents?

Not exactly.

Perhaps it was the villain who had been in the business for a long time, and for a long time no girl showed up, and one suddenly appeared, still at the goddess level, and was not used to it all at once.

Probably.

The candlelight dimmed, his sword was sharpened, and his mood calmed down.

Anyway, he has more important things to do now.

The fourth round of lottery draw results will come out tomorrow.

This round of Yin Biyue did not have the right to draw lots, just wait for others to draw their names.

Duan Chongxuan volunteered to go to Shen Yingbi early in the morning to see the result. When he came back, the whole person's eyes flickered and his soul was not kept.

Yin Biyue was a little worried, "Who did you meet?"

"Xingshan Temple Buddhism Huide."

"What's the odds?"

"70%. This time, it was not 70% that he won, but it was really 70%."

Yin Bi was more puzzled, "Well... Whom did Brother Luo meet?"

"Qinglu sword faction Feng Wenjin."

Yin Biyue looked at Luo Mingchuan and felt that it was not enough.

The chattering gaze finally fell on his face, his expression sad and incomprehensible,

"Senior Brother, Zhongshan has drawn you."

The three were silent for a while.

Halfway, Yin Bi crossed the road, "It is always... there will be a battle."

But he didn't expect it to be so fast.In his mind, he always thought that the battle with Zhong Shan would at least be delayed after the fifth round.

"Brother Sis, how much chance do you have now?"

"Four percent."

The words sighed, "It's true, the odds are the same as the casino."

Yin Bi was more startled, "You bet me to win?"

Talking, "Of course!"

"...My fault. I forgot to call you Zhongshan."

In fact, after watching the first few battles of Zhong Shan, Yin Biyue himself could not wait to bet against each other.

The chatter was sober, fanned out, and shook up, "It's okay, it's okay, there's not much betting, it's just nine cattle..."

He was afraid that his brother would feel uncomfortable, so he didn't dare to say how much he was betting.

Luo Mingchuan just kept silent.He is suddenly speaking now, but has a strange, stable power,

"Don't be impatient, there will always be a way, and the younger brother is not without the possibility of winning."

As the spring breeze blows, Yin Bi sinks deeper,

"Yes. I always try my best to be reconciled."

People at the autumn lake will not know that Cheng Tianyu asked the same question in the Wutong Garden of the Qinglu Sword School.

"Brother, how much chance do you have?"

Zhong Shan replied, "60%."

Cheng Tianyu laughed, "Senior brother is too humble, I think it's 80%!"

Zhong Shan shook his head, "No, it's 60%."

Cheng Tianyu was unbelievable.

Song Tang photographed his hair and smiled, "Your brother said that he has achieved a few achievements, and he hasn't practiced swords yet."

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All hopes from this battle have been hurriedly returned.

More than Yin Biyue, everyone did not expect it to be so fast.

When the news spread, many people set off immediately and went to Yecheng to watch the battle.

During the ups and downs spread throughout the southern land, Song Tang made the letterhead from Zhonglu arrive.It is the extension of all the articles that Yin Biyue has written in the college for three years.

"After visiting Cangya, he has very little news and there is no way."

Zhong Shan turned a few pages of thin paper, "sufficient."

Yin Biyue took a piece of paper given to him by Duan Chongxuan.

The pieces of paper are large and small, some are neatly written, and some are scribbled at random, which reads the chores before Zhongshan worshipped the Qinglu Sword School, or painted the direction and angle of his sword.This information is very fragmented and many seem useless, but Yin Biyue takes it seriously.

The words were a little embarrassed, "There are only so many."

This is beyond the expectation of Yin Biyue, and far exceeds the prediction of the origin of his conversation. "It is already very good."

From noon to late night, Yin Biyue has been standing by the window meditating.With eyes closed, countless pictures flashed by, as if experiencing the first sixteen years of Zhong Shan's life.

The teenager became famous, immersed in kendo, lonely and persistent.

After visiting the Qinglu Sword School, the picture became blurred.

Feng Yu Jian Ju is very famous, it is not a secret.At least 40 disciples are practicing at Qinglu Sword School.There are also relevant records in the classics of Lanyuan Academy.

But there is only one real wind and rain sword.

It was a saint's sword of the'All Saints' era millions of years ago, and was later destroyed in the'Dao and Demon War' and was collected by the Qinglu Sword School.It took ten years, spent countless efforts to restore, and restored 70% of its power.

When Zhong Shan was 18 years old, he practiced a set of wind and rain sword tactics on Qinglu Mountain, which was finally decided by Ya Sheng Zhou Yuandao to pass the sword to him.

Zhong Shan lived up to the expectations. At the age of twenty, he had a glimpse of the true meaning of the wind and rain swordsmanship. He was known as the genius with the most potential to enter the'sage of sages' within the next three hundred years of Nanlu.

The complex pieces and data were re-integrated and filtered in Yin Biyue's mind, and he felt that he was constantly approaching Zhong Shan.

After a long time, he opened his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief. In this state of extreme fullness, he felt that he had a 50% chance of winning!

Fortunately, he even pushed out the door and took a deep breath in the yard, calming his excitement.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw that the lamp in Luomingchuan's house was still on, casting a shadowy figure on the paper window.

Brother still not asleep?It looks as if he is writing something.

If you change any night in the past, Yin Biyue will do nothing.

But he was so happy tonight that he was so bold and rude that he went up and knocked on Luo Mingchuan's window, restraining his excited mood and whispering,

"Brother, haven't you slept yet?"

The sound of paper rubbing came, and the window was pushed open.

Luo Mingchuan did indeed sit in front of the case and write, "Brother, how can you stand in the courtyard at night?"

He got up and opened the door, ushering in Yin Biyue.Sure enough, Shidi's body temperature was lower at night.

Yin Biyue was brought into the house, subconsciously felt that it was not appropriate to walk in again, so came to the table,

"Brother, I have good news for you!"

Luo Mingchuan has abided by the etiquette for many years and has never been in a room with others late at night.

Xuefu Night Book Building, at least there are others.Drink at night on the roof, at least not in the room...

Thinking wildly, he felt that he was too pretentious compared with his brother, and he felt uneasy for a while. He asked, "What good news?"

Yin Biyue wanted to say that he now has a 50% chance of winning against Zhongshan.But the next moment, his eyes fell on the letterhead in the case, and he suddenly lost his voice.

Luo Mingchuan only reacted to what he was writing just now, but he had a bad heart, but it was too late.

Yin Biyue looked into his eyes and asked, "Brother, what is this?"

The case is a book of war.

It was Luo Mingchuan who wanted to give Zhong Shan, the time was set the day before Yin Biyue came on stage.

The words were extremely provocative, making people angry when they saw it, and couldn't help but want to take it.

Yin Biyue understood Luo Mingchuan's plan almost instantly.

He wants to challenge Zhong Shan before himself and win the best, even if he can't win, he will consume the opponent as much as possible.

If such an approach is spread, it will undoubtedly attract a lot of criticism.

Even without mentioning other people's views, this incident has violated Luo Mingchuan's usual rules of conduct.Not really a gentleman.

Luo Mingchuan knew that it was too late to say anything, he laughed bitterly and stopped talking.

Yin Biyue folded the letterhead and thought about it carefully.

"Brother, I know you are good for me... But, you don't have to do it for me..."

Yin Biyue knew that Luo Mingchuan had come up with such a method and wrote such radical and rhetorical letters, and he had done a lot of work.But he still said,

"I want to try it myself."