The Villain’s White Lotus Halo

The news spread quickly.

The two pinnacle users at the pinnacle of the world, when they met with Shuang Lan, they were really a grand event for practitioners.

Yanxing's realm is higher and fame is earlier, but Chen Yi's progress is rapid and the potential is immeasurable.Both men's last shots can be traced back decades ago, and now no one dares to assert that their combat effectiveness is high.

Whether practicing sword training, spiritual training or martial arts training, we are all looking forward to the battle that is destined to go down in history.

In this way, coupled with the special status of the two, location is troublesome.Whether it is set in the Midland where Lianjian is located or the Westland where Cangya is located, it seems unfair.The forces of the East Land split, and the Emperor of the North Land once again had an old friendship with Cangya Mountain.

In the end, I had to settle in Nanlu.

The order is orderly, and it can accept a large number of practitioners who have arrived at the news. The formation is well-prepared, and it is best to think about Yecheng.It's best to be down the mountain.

Master Qu Zong chose a good place, wrote a letter to Cangya Mountain, and couldn't help but sigh when turning around, "I can make a breakthrough and turn around, I should be happy for you."

Chen Yi hugged her from behind, "worry about something, only to learn from each other, but not to decide the difference between life and death."

"Yecheng, Chongming Mountain, I never expected to see you again one day."

Yin Biyue sighed.

Luo Mingchuan smiled, "I don't know if the courtyard by the autumn lake is still there."

Yan Xing was sourly speechless by these two people, "It's me who is going to fight, not letting you revisit the old place and then set a love path."

Duan Chongxuan teased the birds in the imperial garden, "Yecheng, do you want to go?...Yes, the one you've been to. Ask me if you want to go."

Luan Er narrowed his body and nestled in his palm.

A group of Gongren stood far away, lowering their eyebrows and lowering their eyes, and the atmosphere dared not come out.

"Brother, will you go to see? Many people in the door want to go."

In private, Cheng Tianyu never called Song Tang the real person in charge.

Song Tangduan sits in front of the case and keeps writing, "There have been a lot of things lately, so it is probably not going."

Cheng Tianyu couldn't hide his disappointment, "...Brother Zhong and I will take someone to watch it and come back to tell you!"

Song Tang responded.When he was gone, he looked at it again, his handwriting was messy, and his words were not satisfactory.Had to be surprised.

The day before the battle, Zhong Shan personally went to the main hall to ask him, but he had to go to watch the battle.

Song Tang still can't say.

But that night, after all, he went down the mountain.I also went to the most famous restaurant in Qinglu Mountain.

Yan Xing has never had a shelf for great practitioners.

He drank happily after drinking, and chatting was not boring.Pingshui meets wine and meat friends all over the world.If he didn't want to drink booze, someone would accompany him everywhere.

Just like at this time, on the entire second floor, there were people talking and laughing around him.The family sons and the scattered people have their own ways and are very lively.

Speaking of the twelve drinking methods of'Fu Sheng Huan', someone suddenly got up and performed a salute, "Song Master."

All sentient beings looked together, and lost their voice for a while.

Song Tang has been in charge of Qinglu for many years. The former gentleman's gentleness has long faded away, leaving only awe-inspiring righteousness.

With a splash of ink and water robe and jade crown, he showed meticulous rigor and integrity, which was incompatible with the flashy restaurant.

The audience looked at Yan Xing's complexion, knowing how much he had been chased down by Song Menzhu. Although it wouldn't be possible, the two of them had old complaints.

So after seeing the ceremony, they quietly spread out.

Suddenly the hustle and bustle went away, leaving only two people on the entire second floor. Yan Xing and Song Tang were relatively speechless.

Song Tang didn't expect that when he came, the person would be finished, and he could not help embarrassing.

The other party was drinking with friends, and the abruptness of his coming was indeed disappointing.

If Yan Xing asked, "What are you doing here?"', he will immediately turn around and leave.

But Yan Xing asked nothing.Just smiled, "Come and sit."

Song Tang was relieved.

"Tomorrow's fight with people, now do not meditate and settle down, adjust interest rates, come here instead..."

He sat down in the first sentence and regretted it halfway through.

Isn’t it the elder of the other party, why should he say this kind of discipline?

He still remembers that Yan Xing was the most annoyed to be disciplined by irrelevant people, and the reason why he used a knife to cut off water was also someone who taught him the elders.

"It's over, don't blame Yan Daoyou."

Yan Xing was very happy, but he couldn't help frowning when he heard this sentence, "I don't understand, why do you keep calling me Yan Daoyou?"

I feel that Brother Yan cannot call out, so he can call his name directly.It must be called Daoyou, how uncomfortable it sounds.

But the other party finally took the initiative to find him. It's boring to struggle with this kind of detail. He smiled, "Forget it, don't say this, what are you busy with recently?"

This sentence sounds like asking casually, but Yan Xing really wants to know.

Song Tang has always been rigorous, answering everything seriously,

"Recently, more than ten families in Nanlu have been negotiating with Qinglu to agree on the resources for worship in the next 50 years. Qinglu is asked to leave a subpoena in the mansion industry for sheltering. I am reviewing the agreement documents and discussing with questions. If there is no problem, it will be stamped and handed over to the elders of the gate to arrange the formation. There is also one thing. It is rumored that a strange treasure was born on the westmost side of Nanlu. Many scattered repairs gathered under the Qinglu Mountain to petition, wanting Qinglu to take the lead in exploring the treasure. It is to protect itself, and the second is to solve the uneven distribution..."

He said a lot, and at the end he felt that these trivial and boring, it is difficult for Yan Xing to look seriously.

Song Tang finally couldn't help but ask, "I said you understand all this?"

"Do not understand."

"So what are you laughing at?"

What is ridiculous?

Yan Xing Dingding looked at him, a pair of spring peach blossoms were full of romance, "You are talking to me, I am happy."

Song Tang shook his mind, avoiding his gaze, and got up and walked away, "You drink too much."

Yan Xing slowly stood up, stretched out his arms, and pulled the man back.

Song Tang was caught off guard in his arms, and he unconsciously drew his sword.The opponent's state of coercion suddenly erupted, pushing him back two steps, imprisoned in the corner.

The coercion was like a violent wind crossing, the wooden window was automatically closed without wind, and it closed with a loud bang.The wine cup fell on the table and shattered the white porcelain.

A taste of a kiss that lingered, with a lingering fragrance of wine, made the main face of Song Men who was never drinking red.The other party still refused to let go, and his hot breath was sprayed all over his ears.

"I just drank too much, you beat me. Which leg do you want to break this time?"

Song Tang shivered.The whole body is out, the sword has been out of the sheath for half a minute, and then suddenly stopped, because the man said,

"I have a duel after dawn and I can't say that Jiuding can't be overdue. You tore me tonight and I can only go to death tomorrow."

After talking about it, I really dissipated the pressure, and the unguarded empty door opened wide, and I just leaned over and kissed him.

Master Song Men only hesitated for a moment before being bullied by the wall.

At the end, the other party licked his lips and sighed in full, "...It's really sweet."

"presumptuous!"

"Don't look at me like that, I'm afraid I can't help myself."

Song Menzhu did not arrogant on weekdays, ordinary people did not dare to get close, but now the eyes are moist and flushed, the original meticulous robe and hair bun are messed up, it really has a special style in the eyes of Deng Tuozi.

Song Tang was unbearable, but he remembered to grasp the balance with a sword.Yan Xing groaned at the end, and backed away, listening to him with a smile.

"What are you thinking in your head? The warrior is about to fight, the most fearful and impetuous, and even more impulsive! I have seen Chen Yi out of the sword many years ago, and there is no talent potential, you can't ignore the arrogance. Even if the realm gap Insurmountable, and there has never been a match that has never changed..."

"Done talking?"

"Ok……"

"Get angry?"

Song Tang stared at him again.

Moonlight fell on them through the window, and there was a louder voice from the street.

Yan Xing glanced at the sky, "I'll be too late if I don't rush to Yecheng again."

"You should have gone long ago."

Yan Xing wanted to say you waited for me to come back, and finally just dressed up for the other party.

He pushed open the window on the second floor and jumped down, seemingly chic, but he was afraid to look back.

After a while, I heard a word from the restaurant, "Don't come back if you don't win."

Yan Xing laughed loudly.

In this way, how can there be no reason to win?

*****

Song Tang sat down.

The empty restaurant's cups and plates are messy, and the half-bowl of wine left by the other party reflects the moonlight, and also reflects his face.

He took it up and drank it, spicy throat, and immediately coughed repeatedly.

Song Tang smiled self-deprecatingly.

He often thinks, which point does Yanxing really like in him?

If it is a whim, how can the long years pass by in a hurry, how can the other party's freshness still not disappear?

To speak of talent and good looks, he is no match for the world.To speak of status, the head of the Qinglu Sword faction is indeed of high weight.

But Yanxing doesn't care.

He didn't even know what the other party cared about.

"I heard that the sunrise at Tianxinya in Cangya Mountain is extremely spectacular?"

"It's spectacular...but I've watched it all, and it's all the same as before. When it comes to sunrise, when the unnamed lonely peak rises from the sunrise on the easternmost border of the East Land, it seems that you can touch the sun when you reach out."

"In this way, sunrise is the best in East China?"

Yanxing leaned his head on the tree and tilted his head to look at him, "The most spectacular, but not the best... I once crossed the sea and encountered a beast tide, and I went all the way from the floating sea to the shore, just in time to alternate between the sun and the moon. it is good."

When talking about such topics, Song Tang always feels that, compared with the magnificent wonders and the adventures of life and death, he is really a dull and boring person.

Yanxing is different.

Just like the Cang Ying, who can fly over the mountains and cliffs, Cangya can't keep him, and Qinglu can't keep him.

When the sky was shining, Song Menzhu walked out of the restaurant.The morning breeze blew the face, refreshing.

He let out a long sigh of relief, and threw away his feelings, moving forward.

If he knew that the other party would come because of his word, and the battle would end without stopping, then he would never leave.

In this way, it will not be blocked at the entrance of the Qinglu Temple, and Bai has shown the excitement.

"Isn't it okay to wait for me to come back?"

Song Tang frowned, "When did I say that?"

"The gentleman quickly whips and whips, what he said at night will not be recognized during the day?" Yan Xing was aggrieved. "How can there be such a reason?"

There are new rumors in today's Nanlu. In the rumor, Master Song Men became a negative person.