The Villain's White Lotus Halo

News spread quickly.

The reunion of Duan Shui and Shuang Lan, two of the top sword wielders in the world, is really a grand event in the world of practice.

Yan Xing has a higher realm and became famous earlier, while Chen Yi has made rapid progress and has immeasurable potential.The last time the two made a move can be traced back to decades ago, and now no one dares to say whether their combat power is superior.

Regardless of whether they practice swords or not, spiritual cultivation or martial cultivation, they are all looking forward to this battle that is destined to be recorded in the annals of history.

In this way, coupled with the special identities of the two, it is troublesome to determine the location.It seems unfair to choose Zhonglu, where Lian Jian is located, or Xilu, where Cang Ya is located.The Eastern Continent was separated, and the Northern Continent Emperor had an old friendship with Cangya Mountain.

In the end, it had to be settled in Nanlu.

Well-ordered, able to accommodate a large number of practitioners who came after hearing the news, and well-prepared for the array, Yecheng is the best after much deliberation.Chongming Mountain is the best.

Sect Master Qu chose a good place, wrote to Cangya Mountain, and couldn't help sighing when he turned around, "I should be happy for you if there is a breakthrough."

Chen Yi hugged her from behind, "What are you worried about, it's just a discussion, it's not about deciding between life and death."

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

Yin Biyue sighed.

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

Yan Xing was so soured by the two that he couldn't speak, "I'm the one who's going to fight, I'm not asking you to revisit the old place and experience the love life again."

Duan Chongxuan was playing with the birds in the imperial garden, "Yecheng, do you want to go? ... Yes, it is the one you have been to. If you want to go, please ask me."

Luan Er shrunk in size, nestled in his palm and rolled around.

A group of palace people stood far away, lowered their eyebrows and lowered their eyes, not daring to breathe.

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

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

Before Song Tangduan sat in the case, he kept writing, "Recently there are a lot of things, so I probably won't go."

Cheng Tianyu couldn't hide his disappointment, "...Then Senior Brother Zhong and I will take people to see it and tell you when we come back!"

Song Tang responded.After the person left, he looked at it intently again, his handwriting was messy and his words didn't express his meaning.I have to feel sad.

The day before the appointment, Zhong Shan went to the main hall and asked him if he wanted to watch the battle.

Song Tang still couldn't say it.

But that night, he finally went down the mountain.I also went to the most famous restaurant within a hundred miles of Qinglu Mountain.

Yan Xing never had the airs of a great practitioner.

He drank to his heart's content, and chatted with all kinds of meat and vegetables.Meat and wine friends who meet by chance are all over the world.If he doesn't want to drink, there are people to accompany him everywhere.

Just like at this time, the entire second floor was full of people chatting and laughing around him.Young masters of aristocratic families, scattered people from all corners of the country, each with their own origins, are very lively.

Just as he was talking about the twelve ways of drinking 'Fu Sheng Huan', someone suddenly got up and saluted, "Master Song."

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

Song Tang has been in charge of Qinglu for many years, and the gentleness when he was a senior disciple has long since faded away, leaving only awe-inspiring righteousness and natural power.

He is dressed in a landscape robe with splashed ink, and his hair is tied with a jade crown. He is meticulous and upright, which is incompatible with the flashy restaurants.

Looking at Yan Xing's face, those present knew to some extent that he had been chased and killed by the head of the Song sect. Although it didn't matter later, the two had old grudges.

So after seeing the ceremony, they quietly dispersed.

The hustle and bustle died down in a blink of an eye, and there were only two people left on the second floor, Yan Xing and Song Tang were relatively silent.

Song Tang didn't expect him to leave as soon as he came, so he couldn't help being a little embarrassed.

The other party was drinking with friends, and he came so abruptly, which really spoiled the fun.

If Yan Xing asked at this time, 'What are you doing here? ’, he would immediately turn around and leave.

But Yan Xing didn't ask anything.He just smiled and said, "Come and sit."

Song Tang breathed a sigh of relief.

"Tomorrow, I will make an appointment to fight with someone. Instead of meditating now and adjusting my breath, I will come here instead..."

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

It's not the elders of the other party's teacher, why should they say such restrictive words?

He still remembered that Yan Xing was most annoyed by being disciplined by irrelevant people, and the reason why he cut off the water with a knife was because someone taught him with the airs of an elder.

"It's overstepped, don't blame Fellow Daoist Yan."

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

If you feel that senior brother Yan can't say it, you can call him by his name.It's so uncomfortable to have to praise Daoist friends.

But the other party finally took the initiative to find him. It's meaningless to entangle in such trivial details. He smiled relievedly, "Forget it, let's not talk about this, what have you been up to lately?"

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 a dozen aristocratic families in the Southern Land are negotiating with Qinglu to agree on the enshrining resources for the next 50 years. Qinglu is asked to leave a communication formation in their mansion property for protection. I am reviewing the agreement documents, and I will reply to discuss any problems. If there is a problem, it will be sealed and handed over to the elders in the door to arrange the formation. Another thing, it is rumored that there is a rare treasure born in the westernmost part of the South Land. In order to protect their own safety, the second is to solve the uneven distribution..."

He talked a lot, and in the end he felt that these trivial things were boring, so it was hard for Yan Xing to look serious.

Song Tang finally couldn't help asking, "Do you understand what I said?"

"Do not understand."

"Then what are you laughing at?"

What's so ridiculous about it?

Yan Xing looked at him fixedly, his eyes full of spring water and peach blossoms, "I'm happy when you talk to me."

Song Tang was distracted, avoided his gaze, got up and left, "You drank too much."

Yan Xing stood up slowly, stretched out his long arms, and pulled him back.

Song Tang was caught off guard in his arms, and subconsciously drew his sword.The other party's realm coercion suddenly broke out, pushing him back two steps, and imprisoned him in the corner.

The coercion was like a gust of wind, and the wooden window automatically closed with a bang when there was no wind.The wine cup on the table fell and shattered the white porcelain all over the floor.

A kiss that was lightly tasted, with the lingering aroma of wine, made the head of the Song sect, who had never drank, blush.The other party still refused to let go, and the scorching breath sprayed on his ears and temples, making it numb.

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

Song Tang trembled angrily.With all his true energy out, the sword in his hand was half out of its sheath, and he stopped suddenly, because the man said, "I have a duel after dawn, and I can't be overdue if I promise you. Tonight, you disabled me. I can only go to the battle tomorrow." Looking for death."

After finishing speaking, she really dissipated the coercion, opened the empty door unsuspectingly, and just bent down to kiss him.

Clan Master Song hesitated for a moment before he was pushed against the wall and bullied ruthlessly.

In the end, the other party licked his lips and sighed in satisfaction, "...it's really sweet."

"presumptuous!"

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

The head of the Song sect is usually not angry and pretentious, and ordinary people dare not get close to him. Unfortunately, the corners of his eyes are moist now, his face is flushed, and the original meticulous Taoist robe and hair bun are all messed up. In Deng Tuzi's eyes, he is really charming.

Song Tang couldn't bear it anymore, and struck with a scabbard, but still remembered to be careful.Yan Xing let out a muffled snort, then backed away, listening to his lesson with a smile.

"What's going on in your mind? A warrior's decisive battle is imminent. The most important thing is to avoid impetuousness and impetuosity! Many years ago, I saw Chen Yi unleashing a saber. His talent and potential were second to none. You can't help but underestimate the enemy and be arrogant. Even if the level gap It is insurmountable, and there has never been a match without any changes..."

"Finished?"

"Um……"

"Displeased?"

Song Tang glared at him again.

The moonlight fell on them through the window sills, and the sound of a watch was heard from the street.

Yan Xing glanced at the sky, "If I don't hurry to Yecheng, it will be too late."

"You should have gone long ago."

Yan Xing wanted to say that you waited for me to come back, and in the end it was just to fix the clothes for the other party.

He pushed open the window on the second floor and jumped down, looking extremely chic, but he didn't dare to look back.

After a while, I heard a sentence from afar in the restaurant, "If you can't win, don't come back."

Yan Xing laughed loudly.

In this way, how can there be no reason why you can't win?

*****

Song Tang sat down.

The empty restaurant was full of glasses and plates, and the half bowl of wine left by the other party reflected the moonlight and also reflected his face.

He picked it up and drank it down in one gulp. The spicy taste entered his throat, and he coughed again and again from choking.

Song Tang laughed at himself.

He often thought, what exactly does Yan Xing like in him?

If it happened on a whim, why did the years pass by and the freshness of the other party still hasn't faded away?

In terms of talent and appearance, he is not unparalleled in the world.In terms of status, the head of the Qinglu Sword Sect is indeed high and powerful.

But Yan Xing doesn't care about these.

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

"I heard that the sunrise on Tianxin Cliff in Cangya Mountain is extremely spectacular?"

"It's really spectacular... But I've seen it a lot, and it's always the same. Speaking of sunrise, when the sun rises on the unnamed lonely peak on the easternmost border of the Eastland, it seems that you can touch the sun with your hand."

"In this way, Sunrise is the best in the Eastern Land?"

Yan Xing leaned on the tree and tilted his head to look at him, "The most spectacular, but not the best... Once I crossed the sea alone and encountered a wave of beasts, and fought all the way to the shore from the floating sea, just in time for the alternation of the sun and the moon. good."

Whenever talking about such topics, Song Tang always felt that compared with the magnificent spectacle and the adventures of life and death, he was really a bland and boring person.

Yanxing is different.

Just like a goshawk, it can fly over mountains and cliffs, Cangya cannot keep him, and Qinglu cannot keep him.

When the sky was light, Sect Master Song walked out of the restaurant.The morning breeze is refreshing.

He let out a long sigh of relief, left all his feelings and regrets behind, and stepped forward.

If he knew that the other party would come here without stopping because of a word from him, he would never leave at this time.

In this way, Langlang Qiankun will not be blocked at the gate of Qinglu Palace, and people will see the excitement for nothing.

"Didn't you agree to wait for me to come back?"

Song Tang frowned, "When did I say such a thing?"

"A gentleman speaks quickly, and what he says at night will not be recognized during the day?" Yan Xing was a little aggrieved, "How can there be such a reason?"

There are new rumors in Nanlu today, and the head of the Song sect has become a heartbreaker.

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