The Villain’s White Lotus Halo

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"Isn't it really impossible to contact the villain?" Liu Xiao stayed on the table and shouted. "If there is any problem with the halo, I guess I really have to roll out and leave..."

Wang Wei climbed out of the half-assembled machine and wiped his face. "I haven't detected the fluctuations... What's the role of the wrong halo? Automatic whitewashing? Not too good..."

"The aura is being debugged, I don't know what the negative effect is!"

"What is the negative effect of hahahaha albino aura? Is it albino?!"

Liu Xiao stayed at him and Wang Weizhen’s bowed his head.

"It may be albino..."

******* I am a paper house single stupid line *************

"This Halo Assistant is over. Dear customers, you have two opportunities."

Luo Mingchuan has already left, Yin Yin is pulled back to God by the electronic sound in his mind.

Just now in his contact with Luo Mingchuan, the memory of the school’s memory was supplemented by seven or eighty-eight. It seems that it is necessary to contact the relevant people in order to ‘activate’ the memory segment.

He was busy watching the memory, even what he had done under the halo of the aura, and said nothing, did not care.

Yin Yin still does not understand, because the memory of the middle school graduation that night, he went to drink a few glasses of wine, and went back to bed early.

Looking at the expression of Luo Mingchuan’s tangled, painful, and remorseful thoughts, did he borrow the original silver money?

No, no, it’s too low. Is that a sleepy girl who is secretly in love? Ah, 沧 道 道 讲 讲 讲 讲 讲 讲 讲 讲 讲 讲 讲 讲 讲 讲 讲 讲 讲 讲 讲 讲 讲 讲

Is ‘Zhongzhou’ a handle for the protagonist? Because of being guilty and being guilty?

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

But should this be considered a success and flicker the protagonist?

For a moment, I believe that the aura assistant.

With this in mind, he sat down in the corner of the wall and changed into a comfortable position. He continued to try to dig through the scattered memories in his mind.

The darkness of the world has greatly improved the quality of sleep.

Seven days passed by.

This day is just a matter of time, and the wind is smooth.

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

The breath is clear and green, and the green eyes are full of sight.

After the four disciples wearing the robes of the ruins of the world, and the dungeon guards, they took him to the mountains. Go to the main peak and the temple to accept the public trial.

Yin Yi’s popularity in the past is not good because of arrogance and gloom.

Nowadays, after experiencing the murder of the same door, it is because the mind is not correct, and the act of poisoning has been cast aside. The confessed disciples were disdainful on one face, and one even snorted.

The more Yin Yin sighs, the big door is not the same!

The quality is so good, I didn’t even open it! !

This body has not been moved for too long, and it has been sealed and repaired. Perhaps there is also the oppression of the mountain in the dungeon. After two steps, I feel that my back is soft and I can’t lift my strength.

I was too late to be pushed, and the **** disciples in the back were impatient. "Come on!"

Then I heard a sigh of anger and thunder, "Stop!"

Yin Yue is concentrating on the public trial, and suddenly he has not interrupted his thoughts. He said, "I don’t care about them, it is slow for me."

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

I saw a little white in the distance, the body is light, the tip of the ancient wood forest is light, and several landings fall in front of him.

Yin Yi is more sighed, hey, this Peugeot's protagonist face, better seeing under the blue sky.

The people in front of me just looked at him with a sly look, and their eyes were deep and seemed to be a thousand words, such as squatting in the throat.

Even the confession of the disciple’s rituals, 洛洛叔叔, did not respond.

This makes the Yin Yue more and more obsessive.

Do you have a protagonist? How do you look at this for a long time?

After leaving the day, Luo Mingchuan had not slept a whole night in seven days.

Close your eyes, the thoughts of the teenagers in the dungeons are all over the mind, innocent smiles, paranoid mad, indifferent and alienated...

He meditates all night, trying to meditate.

The three-year-old school has flashed in front of the scene.

Eventually staying in the night of the lotus waves and shattering the moonlight, he overturned the white-skinned sleeves stained by the wine cellar.

In the same year, I was drunk and said that the younger brother was taken seriously, and the paranoia is here...

Yes, even if the younger brother is talented and talented, he was still young at the time, and he was unreasonable, and his heart was pure and innocent.

It is my own promise, and the negative is behind.

The younger brother did not explain because he had broken the contract. The arrogance in his bones did not allow him to ask for explanation. He could only suppress himself.

Repressed for a long time, the temperament changed greatly, and gave birth to obsession.

I have come to this step today...

All these years have been explained.

It is he who has harmed his younger brother.

Before this time, I thought I wanted to be clear. This time, in the end, it is up to him to do so. He is willing to take responsibility.

As for the younger brother's obsessiveness, although he can't respond, he can patiently guide him, get him out of the puzzle, and let go of his infatuation.

But when he really saw a weak teenager being pushed by a man, he stood up straight and his heart was involuntarily raised. I didn’t even notice that I had never sternly blamed others.

In only seven days, the boy seems to be losing a lot of weight... There is only one bone left in the skin, which is like a gust of wind blowing away.

The cold eyebrows are hidden under the shadow of the wide cloak, revealing only the thin chin and the thin lips that have lost blood.

He couldn't help but think that when the teenager was in the secret of the purple house, was he still injured? There are wounds in the body and they have been sealed and repaired, and it is difficult to go to prison these days.

The four law enforcement disciples who escorted Yin Yinyue took the ceremony and saw that Luo Mingchuan did not speak and did not dare to get up.

Looking back at the situation just now, secretly thinking, Lou Shishu is always gentle and kind, how can it be too harsh?

Unexpectedly, I heard a cold voice, calm and waveless explanation.

‘No matter what they are, it’s that I am slow. ’

Actually excuse them? This person... How is it different from the rumors?

Luo Mingchuan’s heart is full of miscellaneous tastes. For a long time, he said, “You...all right?” I remembered that there were still a few people next to me, and I coughed, “Get up.”

The four disciples retreated to the side.

The teenager is silent and does not speak.

Luo Mingchuan’s heart is tight, and the younger brother will not misunderstand that he is coming to see him jokes?

Then I went up the first two steps and explained in a hurry. "You don't worry, I have a way!"

Yin Yiyue always felt that Luo Mingchuan’s reaction was a bit strange, as if... too aggressive?

And soon relieved, the Virgin* is good!

I made it! It’s up to you to lead the protagonist! !

It doesn't matter if you sing out the teacher! Keep it for repair! !

It coincided with the east wind blowing, and the sound of the mountains and the waves of the mountains and rivers echoed.

Blowing the swaying sway of Luo Mingchuan's flowing clouds, blowing the hood of the black cloak.

Luo Mingchuan exclaimed, "Teacher, your hair!"

The youngsters stand in the wind, and the three thousand silver silks are scattered in the sun like snow, and they are flying freely!

Yin Yin was swept away and shouted badly.

The dungeon was dark, and he did not pay attention to his own appearance. He did not know when it was like this.

Is the original owner trying to forcibly break the sequelae of repairing the seal? Or did he not make a difference when he passed through? How to explain this rare sign of ignorance?

Regarding him, Luo Mingchuan did not use martial arts to ask questions.

The teenager just looked at him faintly, indifferent, "nothing."

The implication is that it is not your business.

Luo Mingchuan felt that the indifference of the boy was like a tiny thorn, gently piercing into the weakest part of his heart, and there was a faint pain in his breathing.

He is more willing, the younger brother hates him and marries him.

As in prison, there are emotions. I also don't want to endure such indifference.

It is like a stranger to him who is irrelevant.

The four confessed disciples were also surprised. How could this person turn blue hair into white hair... Is it a fire?

Look at Luo Mingchuan's reaction, this situation... How is it different from rumors? !

Is there any secret that is unknown? !

As it turned out, the sects of the righteousness were all good, and the disciples were sent to the disciples with a slight head down to make a evasive look.

First hand! Live broadcast! The second and third things that the first person in the world and the genius of Yu Huafeng had to say!

It is a pity that the two stars are destined to disappoint them.

The teenager looked at a confessed disciple, and the cold voice rang again. "Let's go, it's a mistake."

"叮 - the villain expression "eyes like a knife" appears, the conditions are established, the halo is activated!"

Yin Yin is more crazy, what to do! He just looks at people casually! !

Where is the knife! ! where! ! !

Even the hate value of a passerby is not missed! Aura is enough for you! !

Cheng Xi was glanced at him, just like a pair of clear springs, only to feel a tight heart.

He is a disciple of the law, and yesterday he took the task of escorting Yin Yue. The name of the uncle, he had heard of it, the top of the school’s test, and the genius of the world. For his young disciple of the law enforcement hall, it is naturally impossible to exist.

But no matter who it is, as long as the mind is not correct, and the same door, it is unforgivable.

He thought that this Yin Shishu is a narrow and sullen temper in the rumors, but now he does not dare to make a judgment.

The stature teenager is simply standing there, like the pines and cypresses on Tianxin Cliff, and the snow that Shen Yunling does not change all the year round.

It’s cold and high, it’s impossible to climb.

Because I want to kill Luo Shishu? Does this person have Luo Shishu? Not at all!

Uncle Luo’s reaction was also very strange... He was thinking about it, and he was coldly watched by the teenager and rushed.

The teenager is actually thinking about escorting their disciples for them?

Worried that they were punished for being wrong...

Does such a person really ruin the same door? For the first time in the mind of Cheng Xi, there was suspicion.

He chopped like a cough and bowed to Luo Mingchuan. "After one hour, it is a public trial. Please ask Luo Shishu not to embarrass us."

The other three disciples also saluted.

Luo Mingchuan still wants to say something more, the boy has turned around. The four confessed disciples hurriedly followed.

Only the tough and straight back is left, three thousand silver silk brilliance, scattered on the black robes, like flowing alpine ice and snow.

It is clear that it is going to the punishment of the unknown, but it seems to be walking on the Huanghuang Avenue. Not afraid.

Luo Mingchuan lost his time.

Watching the juvenile step on the stone steps, stepping gently, picking up the steps, step by step disappeared at the end of the green color.

In the distance, the sky is long and the sky is thousands of stacks. No one can trap him.