The Villain's White Lotus Halo

More and more people came from all directions.

Each has a sword in his hand.

Yin Biyue quietly looked at the two people around him, but saw that those two seemed to have not seen them, and they were still walking steadily.Duan Chongxuan was even a little excited.

When they walked a foot away from the deacon's hall, a crowd of Cang Ya disciples had already gathered in front of them.

Yin Biyue's heart sank.

As the three of them approached, these disciples spontaneously gave way to both sides of the road, leaving the avenue for them to pass.

Everyone looked at them with focused and passionate eyes, but no one spoke, and the atmosphere was so quiet that only the sound of everyone's breathing could be heard.

Yin Biyue had already adjusted to the most suitable pace for the sword, and even deduced and calculated more than three routes to break the encirclement in his mind.

But his confidence is less than [-]%, because there are too many people.He didn't even know if among these people, there were any masters who restrained their breath and concealed themselves.

At this time, a sword was raised in the crowd, and it fell down with a loud shout.

"Uncle Yin! The Flower Folding Competition will definitely win!!——"

Yin Biyue was startled suddenly, and looked for the shout, this, isn't this the little disciple who escorted him that day?

...or the one whose hatred was pulled down by the halo.

He couldn't allow him to think too much, because soon there were shouts one after another, gushing in like a tide!

"Uncle Luo! Chongming Mountain wins first prize!!——"

"Senior Brother Yin is victorious in every battle!—"

"Senior Brother Luo is invincible!—"

"Brother Yin is number one in swordsmanship!—"

The disciples gathered on both sides of the road have different names because of their different generations, but they all raised their swords and swung them vigorously.From a distance, it looks like a flowing sea of ​​swords.

Duan Chongxuan sighed, "This is the first time I have enjoyed the treatment of 'Sending off with a sword'."

Yin Biyue always felt that something happened that he didn't know about.

His hunch was right.

"Uncle Yin, he is a good man. If you have really come into contact with him, you will not be misled by rumors!"

If Cheng Xi was the only one who said this, then naturally there would be no trouble.

But there were four disciples escorting Yin Biyue that day.

In the world of rumors, three people can be a tiger, and four people can be called a gold medal.

They agreed that the relationship between Luo Mingchuan and Yin Biyue was definitely unusual, but not hostile.On the contrary, the guilty party was Luo Mingchuan.

Cangya Mountain disciples are first-class in cultivation, and their ability to communicate is also first-class.

Similar to "Uncle Liu's daughter and Uncle Zhang's son are in love with each other, and they are already together" and finally become, "Uncle Liu and Uncle Zhang are together, they will get married at the end of the month, and the officiant is the head of the family" is not an exaggeration. .

The rest of the disciples who were in danger in the secret realm got together, carefully recalled and checked the details, and found that even if the formation was touched at that time, they would not be injured, because all the attacks were concentrated on Luo Mingchuan alone.

But Luo Mingchuan chose to suffer for Yin Biyue.This thing is too strange.

Combined with Luo Mingchuan Qinghe's reaction, and what Cheng Xi and other four people saw with their own eyes.Everyone speculated that there are no less than ten versions of "Two or three things that Cangya's first apprentice and Xihuafeng genius have to say", but the love-hate entanglement or love-generated hate is only a minority.

Finally, the appearance of He Yanyun pushed the topic to 'when we talk about love, what are we talking about'.

Many people asked her what happened inside after the gate of the temple was closed.She didn't say anything.

Finally, there is today's scene.

It is the custom of Cangya to say goodbye with a sword and walk in a strong way.

Organized and arranged by the disciples, it was sent from the deacon's hall all the way to the outside of the mountain gate.Many years ago, martial arts practitioners wielded all kinds of swords, and spiritual practitioners held all kinds of magic weapons. The picture is really beautiful.So it gradually evolved into only swinging the sword and nothing else.

Among the disciples who came this time, many of them borrowed their swords temporarily.

But this did not affect their enthusiasm for shouting, and the sound shook the entire Cangya.

When the three of Yin Biyue walked tens of meters, the crowd also followed them, and the shouts changed from chaotic and chaotic to uniform.The two parties seemed to have reached a consensus, and a group of people shouted together, "Senior Brother Luo won the first place in Chongming Mountain!" Another group of people shouted, "Senior Brother Yin will definitely win the Flower Folding Competition!"

Suddenly there was a gust of wind in the forest, with a pleasant fragrance in the wind.

Yin Biyue raised his eyes, and saw more than a dozen women in white skirts approaching.The two leaders tapped their toes and leaped to the treetops one south and one north. With a wave of their hands, they shook down two large banners. On them were large flowing script characters: "Pearl Huacai" on the south side, and "White Jade Immaculate" on the north side. '.

Seeing this, Duan Chongxuan took out his folding fan and shook it, his smile became more and more romantic, "The seniors and sisters who support me are ingenious."

The corners of Yin Biyue's mouth twitched slightly.

Young man, you are too confident, at least the sister He Yanyun who is the leader is definitely here to support his brother Luo.

Duan Chongxuan sighed, "This is to praise my appearance as a bright pearl, and my character as flawless!"

Yin Biyue found himself speechless.

If he can master the knowledge of the entertainment circle, he will soon be able to see the current situation clearly.

A road divides two sides.

To the south is the Luo Mingchuan Fan Club, and to the north is the Yin Biyue Support Club.The sword he holds is equivalent to a palm and a light stick.

Luo Mingchuan's fan group is better than having a large number of people.

It was a vast and dark place, and the frequency of swinging swords was also extremely neat.

Yin Biyue's support team is superior in quality.

Except for the leading four escort disciples and law enforcement hall disciples, there are also diehard fans of 'Sword Master' and Jun Yu.This is Xi Huafeng's first time participating in the Flower Folding Festival, which naturally represents the prestige of the Sword Master.

Although the number of people is not as large as that of the other side, but the cultivation base is not weak, and the dantian is heard when shouting, and the true energy is abundant.

The momentum on both sides was evenly matched.

It's a pity that Yin Biyue's role in the entertainment industry is only two and a half lines, so naturally he doesn't understand these.

Otherwise, he can raise his arms and call out, and the friends behind him will raise their swords!Let me see your hands! !

He Yanyun stood on the top of the tree and held a banner, watching her sisters mingling on both sides, handing out handkerchiefs embroidered with the words "Pearls, colorful, white and flawless", and smiled slightly.

Ruan Xiaolian on the opposite tree raised an eyebrow at her.

——Can this be done?

He Yanyun nodded.

--no problem!

These embroidered handkerchiefs were made by He Yanyun and her sisters overnight. They must be made of exquisite materials, exquisite workmanship, and fine stitches.What's more, in Cangya Mountain, owning a handkerchief embroidered by a woman is really something worth showing off.

The handkerchief was finished soon, He Yanyun showed a satisfied smile, and glanced at Ruan Xiaolian gratefully.

--thank you all.

Ruan Xiaolian glared at her.

—What kind words!

So He Yanyun didn't say any more, no, she didn't 'speak' from the beginning to the end.

They grew up together, and they can understand each other's meaning with just one look and one expression.

In He Yanyun's words, it's a fateful friendship.

They used to sneak down the mountain together to visit the market and eat roast chicken, but they were caught back to beat their palms... A life-saving friendship.

Every time the Cangyashan Sisters were arrested, He Yanyun took the initiative to stand up and take the blame. The reputation of "The Blame Heroine" has been with her until she was 13 years old.Later, as we got older, we gradually changed our greedy and playful nature, practiced diligently, and did not get together for a long time.

Therefore, when He Yanyun proposed the "Family Plan" this time, it was as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and it can be said that there was a lot of response.

Yin Biyue didn't know these things.

Holding the veil that was stuffed into his hand, he just felt...something strange got mixed in.

The crowd stopped at the high and wide mountain gate and became quiet.

The three of them turned around and bowed to the people who saw them off, Luo Mingchuan said, "Please send them off."

There was another round of cheers from the crowd.

The teenagers in the wind in their sleeves walked south.

Behind him is the rising sun, majestic green mountains, sea of ​​swords and cheers.

The road ahead is an unknown road of thorns and mud.