The Villain's White Lotus Halo

"I really can't contact Mr. Villain?" Liu Xiaodai lay on the table and said listlessly, "If there is something wrong with that halo, I guess I really have to pack up and leave..."

Wang Wei crawled out of the half-assembled traversal machine, wiped his face, "No fluctuations have been detected... What's the use of the wrong halo? Automatic whitewashing? No, it's not bad..."

"That halo is being debugged, and I don't know what side effects it has!"

"Hahahaha what negative effects can the albino halo have? Could it be albinism?!"

Liu Xiaodai gave him a hard look, and Wang Wei lowered his head embarrassingly,

"It's really possible to have albinism..."

*********I am the paper family single stupid dividing line************

"The trial of Halo Assistant is over. Dear customer, you still have two chances to use it."

Luo Mingchuan had already left, and Yin Biyue was brought back to his senses by the electronic notification sound in his mind.

During his contact with Luo Mingchuan just now, the memory about the school was filled up in a number of sevens and eighties. It seems that he needs to contact relevant people to 'activate' the memory fragments.

He was so busy looking at his memory that he didn't even care what expression he made or what he said under the guidance of the halo.

But Yin Biyue still didn't understand, because he remembered that on the night he graduated from the school, he went to drink a few glasses of wine, and then went back to his room early to sleep.

Looking at Luo Mingchuan's tangled, painful, and remorseful expression just now, could it be that he borrowed money from the original body and didn't return it?

No no no, it's too low, is that the girl who fell in love with the original body?Ah bah, Cangya Daoism emphasizes asceticism, if Yuanyang is so prematurely ejaculated, it will be difficult to get started.

Is 'Qiongzhou' a handle for the protagonist?Run away with a guilty conscience because of being hit?

He really couldn't figure it out, and his head was still a little dizzy.

But this should be regarded as successfully fooling the protagonist, right?

For the time being, trust the little halo assistant once.

Thinking of this, he sat down next to the corner again, changed a comfortable position, and continued to try to dig out the scattered memories in his mind.

The world is dark and dull, which greatly improves the quality of sleep.

Seven days passed in a flash.

It was a day when the sky was bright and clear, and the wind was smooth.

Before Yin Biyue was released from the prison, the guard handed him a large black cloak.With the cover of the hood, he was not blinded by the bright sky.

The air is clear and moist between looking up and down, and the greenery is full of greenery. Looking up from a distance, there is a continuous green mountain.

After handing over to the guards of the dungeon, the four Dharma-holding disciples wearing Cangya Taoist robes escorted him up the mountain.Go to the main peak Qinghe Temple to accept the public trial.

Yin Biyue was not popular in the past because of his arrogance and gloom.

Now after experiencing the incident of mutilating his fellow disciples, he is cast aside even more because of his evil intentions and vicious actions.All the escorting disciples looked disdainful, and one even snorted coldly.

Yin Biyue sighed secretly, the martial art is different!

His quality is so good, he didn't even open his mouth to scold him! !

This body has not moved for a long time, and has been sealed for cultivation, perhaps because of the oppression of the Cangya mountain in the dungeon, after walking two steps, I feel my waist is sore and my legs are weak, and I can't lift up.

Caught off guard and being pushed, the escort behind said impatiently, "Hurry up!"

Then he heard an angry shout like thunder, "Stop!"

Yin Biyue was concentrating on thinking about the public trial, when he was suddenly interrupted and didn't react, he said casually, "It's none of their business, I'm walking slowly."

Suddenly, my heart tightened, this voice... Luo Mingchuan!

Not far away, he saw a little white-clothed man, with a light body, light toes in the ancient forest, and a few ups and downs landed in front of his eyes.

Yin Biyue sighed, tsk tsk tsk, this beautiful protagonist's face looks even better under the blue sky and broad daylight.

The person in front of him just stared at him blankly, with deep eyes, as if a thousand words were stuck in his throat.

He didn't even react when escorting his disciples to salute and say 'Uncle Luo'.

This made Yin Biyue dumbfounded.

Are you nearsighted?How do you look at it for so long?

Since Luo Mingchuan left that day, he hasn't slept a full night in seven days.

When I close my eyes, I can see the appearance of the boy in the dungeon over and over again in my mind, the one who smiles innocently, the one who is paranoid, the one who is indifferent...

He meditated all night, trying to meditate and calm his mind.

Little by little of the three years of the school flashed before my eyes.

Finally staying at the night when the moonlight was shattered by the waves of the lotus platform, he knocked over the part of the moon white sleeve that was stained by the wine cup.

My junior brother actually took my words of drunkenness back then as the truth, and my paranoia has reached this point...

That's right, even though the younger brother is talented and intelligent, he was still young at that time, unsophisticated, pure and innocent at the heart of a child.

It is his own promises that come first, and negative words that come after.

The younger brother didn't explain because he broke the contract, and the arrogance in his bones didn't allow him to ask for an explanation, so he could only suppress it by himself.

After being depressed for a long time, my temperament changed drastically, and I became obsessed.

Just got to this point today...

There are explanations for all these years.

It was he who harmed the younger brother.

Before coming here this time, I thought I had figured it out.In the final analysis, the incident in the secret realm was caused by himself, and he was willing to take responsibility for it.

As for the obsession and love of the younger brother, although he can't respond to it, he can be patiently guided to lead him out of the confusion and let go of his obsession.

But when he really saw the frail young man staggering from being pushed, but standing up with his back straight, he couldn't help but raise his heart.He didn't even notice it, and he had never scolded others so severely in the past.

In just seven days, the boy seemed to have lost a lot of weight... so thin that only a handful of bones remained, as if a gust of wind could blow it away.

The cold eyebrows and eyes were hidden under the shadow of the wide cloak, only the thin chin and the blood-stained thin lips were exposed.

He couldn't help thinking, did the boy suffer any injuries when he was in the secret realm of the Purple Mansion?It must be so difficult these days to be injured and banned from cultivation, and thrown into jail.

The four law enforcement disciples escorting Yin Biyue saluted, seeing that Luo Mingchuan didn't speak, they didn't dare to get up.

Recalling the situation just now, he thought to himself, Master Luo is always gentle and kind, how could he ever be as strict as before.

Unexpectedly, he heard a cold voice explaining calmly and without waves.

'It's none of their business, I'm walking slowly. '

Are you trying to excuse them?This person...how is it different from the rumors?

Luo Mingchuan had mixed feelings in his heart, and after a long time, he said in a shy voice, "Are you... all right?" Then he remembered how many people were beside him, and coughed, "Get up."

The four disciples stepped aside at the same time.

The young man remained silent.

Luo Mingchuan's heart tightened, his junior wouldn't misunderstand that he was here to see his jokes, right?

Then he took two steps forward and hurriedly explained, "Don't worry, I have a solution!"

Yin Biyue always felt that Luo Mingchuan's reaction was a bit strange, as if...too positive?

I quickly felt relieved, the Dafa of Our Lady is good!

I made it!It's up to you, the protagonist! !

It doesn't matter if you are expelled from the division!Just keep your cultivation! !

Just as the east wind was blowing, the sound of waves in the deep mountains and forests echoed endlessly.

Blowing the swaying hem of Luo Mingchuan's clothes, blowing away the hood of Yin Biyue's black cloak.

Luo Mingchuan exclaimed, "Junior brother, your hair!"

The young man stood facing the wind, and the three thousand silver threads were scattered like snow in the sun, flying wantonly!

Yin Biyue glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, screaming inwardly.

The dungeon was dark, and he didn't pay attention to his own appearance, and he didn't know when it became like this.

Is it the sequelae of the original owner trying to forcibly break the seal of cultivation?Or did something happen because of his incompatibility when he crossed over?How to explain this rare symptom of obsession?

Never mind, Luo Mingchuan didn't use the pupil technique to ask questions, just keep the character setting.

The boy just glanced at him indifferently, and said indifferently, "It's nothing."

The implication is, none of your business.

Luo Mingchuan felt that the young man's indifference was like a tiny thorn, which gently pierced into the weakest part of his heart, causing a faint pain even when he breathed.

He prefers, the younger brother hates him and scolds him.

Like being in prison, vivid and emotional.I don't want to suffer such indifference.

To him is like an insignificant stranger.

The four escorting disciples were also shocked, how could this person's black hair turn white... Could it be that he has lost his temper?

Looking at Luo Mingchuan's reaction, this situation...why is it different from the rumors? !

Is there some unknown secret? !

Facts have proved that no matter how serious the sect is, they are good at gossip. The escorted disciples lowered their heads slightly in an evasive gesture, and pricked up their ears with bright eyes.

First hand!Live broadcast!The two or three things that Cang Ya's first apprentice and Xi Huafeng's genius have to say!

It's a pity that the two leading actors are destined to disappoint them.

The young man looked at one of the escorting disciples, and the cold voice sounded again, "Let's go, don't waste the time."

"Ding—the villain's expression 'eyes like a knife' appears, the condition is met, and the aura is activated!"

Yin Biyue is going crazy, what are you doing!He just glances at people casually! !

Where did it come from like a knife! !where! ! !

Even the hatred value of a passer-by is not spared!Halo, you are strong enough! !

Cheng Xi was glanced at, as if facing a clear Liquan, and felt his heart suddenly tense.

He is a disciple of the Chifa Hall, and he accepted the task of 'escorting Yin Biyue' yesterday.He had heard the name of this uncle a long time ago. He was at the top of the list in the school's academic examination, an unborn genius on Xihua Peak.For a young disciple like him in the Law Enforcement Hall, it is naturally an unattainable existence.

But no matter who it is, as long as their intentions are not correct and they harm their fellow disciples, it is an unforgivable crime.

He thought that this Uncle Yin must have the narrow and gloomy temperament in the rumors, but now, he didn't dare to judge rashly.

The skinny boy simply stood there, like the pines and cypresses on Tianxin Cliff, or the snow that never melted in Shen Yunling.

It's cold and high, and it's unattainable.

Wanting to kill Master Luo because of jealousy?Does this person have Master Luo in his eyes?Not at all!

Uncle Luo's reaction was also extremely strange... He was lost in thought when he was suddenly glanced at by the young man and urged him.

The young man is actually thinking about these escort disciples?

Worried that they will be punished for being late...

Would such a person really harm his fellow disciples?For the first time, doubts welled up in Cheng Xi's heart.

He coughed as if to cover up, and saluted Luo Mingchuan, "The public trial will be in an hour, please Master Luo, please don't embarrass us."

The other three disciples also saluted one after another.

Luo Mingchuan wanted to say something more, but the boy had already turned around.The four escorting disciples hurriedly followed.

Only the firm and straight back was left, and the three thousand silver threads shone with brilliance, scattered on the black robe, like flowing mountain ice and snow.

It is clearly walking towards an unknown punishment, but it seems to be walking on a brilliant road.Fear nothing.

Luo Mingchuan lost his mind for a moment.

Watching the young man stepping up the stone steps, walking steadily, he climbed up the steps, and disappeared step by step at the end of the emerald green.

In the distance, there is a vast blue sky and thousands of mountains, none of which can trap him.