The Villain's White Lotus Halo

Yin Biyue and Duan Chongxuan ran into Luo Mingchuan before they reached the autumn lake.

When Luo Mingchuan found them, he obviously breathed a sigh of relief, "It's good that you are fine, there was a strong wind just now, it's strange..."

In fact, his Jialan pupil technique saw a huge shadow above the clouds, which was a strange beast with at least Mahayana level.But now that the storm has passed, that strange beast shouldn't be here to destroy Yecheng.

Duan Chongxuan looked back at Luan Er who was hiding behind him.

Luan Er let out a low growl, and stood up with watery eyes.As if he knew he was wrong, he looked aggrieved.

Luo Mingchuan was shocked, "Is it?"

"Luan Er, this is Brother Luo, let me say hello."

Qingyiluan's slender neck lowered, rubbing the crown feather by his hand.

Luo Mingchuan was taken aback by the furry touch.

He was rubbed by a Mahayana Qingyi Luan.

Yin Biyue feels better now.

He can't be the only one who has this experience of splitting three views.

It's a pity that there are no huskies in this world, and Senior Brother Luo can't understand the essence of Luan'er's eyes.

Duan Chongxuan began to explain by taking advantage of Luan Er's indirect betrayal of Meng, "I didn't hide it intentionally, it's just that the situation at home is more complicated..."

Luo Mingchuan interrupted him in a rare way, "Needless to say these things, I regard you as my junior, and this will not change."

Duan Chongxuan laughed, "I'm going home right now. The Fourth Senior Brother will entrust it to you, Senior Brother Luo."

Yin Biyue always felt that there was something wrong with this sentence.

But seeing Luo Mingchuan nod his head solemnly, there seemed to be nothing wrong.

After Duan Chongxuan finished speaking, he saw the priest of Yecheng walking over with Wang Xi.

His face calmed down, and even his demeanor changed.

The half-step Mahayana commander of the imperial guards, after negotiating with the City Lord's Mansion and obtaining Duan Chongxuan's consent, entered the city alone after removing his sword.

At this time, he stopped three feet away to salute, the salute of the Northern Imperial Capital, he knelt down and almost prostrated himself on the ground, he said, "Your Highness Jin'an."

Except for Duan Chongxuan, everyone stepped aside to avoid this ceremony.

Yin Biyue keenly discovered that there was only a slight change in the standing posture of the chat chatter, but it seemed to be standing on a high platform worshiped by thousands of people.

Duan Chongxuan did not speak.

So the middle-aged general in silver armor kept kneeling.

The atmosphere was suddenly suppressed.

Priest Ye Cheng left first, and Yin Biyue and Luo Mingchuan felt that they should also avoid it.

Duan Chongxuan gave them a look, indicating that they don't need it.

After a while, he said lightly, "Get up."

"Thank you, Your Highness." After Wang Xi got up, he dared to take three steps forward, and said respectfully, "It is His Majesty's intention that the last general come here."

He glanced at the two outsiders present, hesitant to speak.

Duan Chongxuan ignored him, and only said two words, "Say it straight."

Qingyiluan stood beside him, her eyes were red, and her eyes were cold and aloof, just like him.

Yin Biyue felt that he was testing the other party.In other words, he didn't trust this Wang Xi, even though the other party showed impeccable humility and respect.

He had never seen Duan Chongxuan like this before, but as Luo Mingchuan said, no matter who he is, he is always his junior.

The middle-aged general clenched his fists, and the veins on his forehead were bulging, obviously after a strong ideological struggle.

In the end, he gritted his teeth and said eight words, "Your Majesty is seriously ill, and I want to see Your Highness."

Duan Chongxuan's eyes remained unchanged, he asked, "Where is the white gunling?"

"Lead troops to guard Guangyao Palace, block all news, and prevent rebellious parties from entering the palace." Wang Xi suddenly knelt down and kowtowed hard, "Please leave immediately, Your Highness, and return to the palace later!"

Duan Chongxuan did not speak.

Wang Xi kowtowed constantly to see if there was a trace of body-protecting true energy, and a half-step Mahayana practitioner had a red mark on his forehead.

After a while, Duan Chongxuan said, "Wait for me outside the city."

He didn't say how long he'd wait, or when he'd be leaving.

Wang Xi raised his head suddenly, his eyes glowed with gratitude, as if Duan Chongxuan's consent was already a great kindness.

He didn't ask anything, stood up and replied, "Yes, Your Highness."

Then he bowed and retreated three feet.Only then turned around and left.

Yin Biyue and Luo Mingchuan were filled with emotions.

The chatter was still immersed in the atmosphere just now.It wasn't until the other party's back was barely visible that one person and one Luan suddenly relaxed.

He took out the folding fan, shook it violently, and fanned Luan Er's feathers, "Trouble, trouble..."

Yin Biyue asked, "Is this person trustworthy?"

Talking with a bitter face, "Basically believable."

Yin Biyue suddenly remembered that at the seaside of Fukong, the little boy who delivered the card asked Mr. Zhang Yuan, 'How is your father? '

The chatterer answered a lot in one breath, which probably meant that he was in good health and energetic, able to eat and sleep without worrying about it.

At that time, he just felt that it was against the harmony, and he didn't think deeply about it.But thinking about it now, could it be that at that time, one of the six sub-sages in the world, His Majesty the Emperor of the North Land, was already in poor health?Otherwise, why this question and answer?

Duan Chongxuan thought a lot, and finally said, "This time I will stay in the Northern Imperial Capital for a long time." Turning to Yin Biyue, "Fourth senior brother, when you return to Cangya, please greet senior brothers and sisters for me."

Yin Biyue knew that this was a farewell, because it was possible that Duan Chongxuan would ascend the throne this time, and it would be difficult to return to Cangya Mountain from now on.

He didn't agree directly, but said, "Go and take care of yourself. Say hello to your brothers and sisters. I can't speak for you. You have to say it yourself."

Duan Chongxuan was stunned for a moment, and said solemnly, "I will go back."

Yin Biyue nodded.

The road ahead is unpredictable, thousands of words, no matter how much you say, what's the use.

Luo Mingchuan said, "No matter what the final result is, Cangya Mountain is always there."

Duan Chongxuan knew that this was a guaranteed retreat for him - even if the situation changed this time, he was no longer the prince, and he had no place to stand in the Northland, but Cangya Mountain would still protect him.

"I will take care. I heard from the fourth senior brother that you should also be careful when you are going to Xingshan Temple."

Then he said, "Since I have decided to go back, the sooner the better, I am leaving."

No more words.

One person and one Luan turned their heads and walked out of the city.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, their backs were stretched obliquely.

Duan Chongxuan didn't look back at the end, but just waved his hand.

Yin Biyue and Luo Mingchuan stood under the setting sun and watched him go away, heading for an unknown future.

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It has been many days in autumn in Yecheng, and the cool wind has become more and more bleak, blowing the dead leaves in the Wutong Garden.

It started to rain on the second day Duan Chongxuan left.

One autumn rain and one cold, until the third day.Moxiu, who was lurking in Yecheng, was banned and escorted to the city lord's mansion for interrogation.

Before that, the elders of the Qinglu Sword Sect and the priest of Ye Cheng happened to force him to the edge of the autumn lake.

The lake was disturbed by wind and rain, misty.

Luo Mingchuan joined the battle, Shen Zhoujian pierced through the black robe, and nailed to the man's wrist bone.In the wind and rain, Yin Biyue saw that the black and red blood was thinned by the rain and flowed into the turbulent autumn lake.

Later, news came out that the demon cultivator blew himself up in the city lord's mansion. Fortunately, no one was injured, and it was confirmed that he had no companions.

Yin Biyue thought that it might be that soul searching techniques were used during the interrogation.

After the rain stopped, the world was refreshed.Autumn is high and crisp, and the westerly wind is hunting.

The people in the city wore thin jackets, the sake in restaurants was replaced by spirits that warmed the stomach, and the cold cakes and cold noodles on the street were replaced by steaming haggis soup.

Life moved forward as usual, and the matter of Moxiu was quickly left behind.

A group of Qinglu Sword Sect left Yecheng after the rain stopped.Before leaving, the three of Song Tang bid farewell to Yin Biyue and Luo Mingchuan.

Still not much to say.The two sides just said to each other to take care.

That night, Yin Biyue bought two jars of wine.Sit on the roof and drink with Luo Mingchuan.

So much has happened lately.

"Brother, we should go tomorrow too."

"Yes. Let's go south, to Xingshan Temple."

Yin Biyue looked up and saw Qiuyue Langlang, and his downcast eyes fell on the edge of the autumn lake.The bloodstains from that day had been washed away by the rain, but it still seemed to be flowing in front of my eyes.

He still remembered the look in that demon's eyes.

Bloodthirsty and tyrannical, without human emotion.

I met bandits on Panlong Ridge, and fought in rings at the foot of Chongming Mountain.

But he never really got in touch with the dark side of the world.

In fact, the dark side of this world is very large.

Yin Biyue took a sip of the wine and was filled with emotions, but he was not afraid.

The last time we drank here, there were still three of us, and in the nearby courtyard, the disciples of Cangya Mountain were still sleeping soundly.

Talking now...should be crossing the sea.

He knows that the friendship of practitioners in this world is like this, meeting a thousand glasses of wine, saying goodbye.

He thought, Song Tang, Zhong Shan and Cheng Tianyu should all be considered their friends.Although I never drink at night, there is a word of farewell.

Luo Mingchuan's voice drifted in the autumn wind,

"Combining and parting are impermanent, practice and life have always been a matter of one person. Don't be obsessed."

Yin Biyue held the wine jar and drank half of it. Under the moonlight, his skin was as white as thin jade, which could almost see through the moonlight.

He knew that Luo Mingchuan was comforting himself, but he wanted to ask, "Will Senior Brother leave me?"

Luo Mingchuan looked into his eyes, "No way."

As the sun, moon and stars remain the same forever, I will never leave you.

The author has something to say:

Duan Chongxuan: My senior brother has a lion and tiger, my third senior brother has candy to eat, and my fourth senior brother shows affection every day. Why am I still a single dog?Not convinced!

Roll paper: He is handsome and has a high level of cultivation, he is versatile with anyone!

Duan Chongxuan: Isn't His Highness handsome?

Roll paper: Talking and chatting is a snake spirit, and it's no use getting along with anyone!

Duan Chongxuan: _(:зゝ∠)_