MTL - The Villain’s White Lotus Halo-Chapter 54 【】

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Yin Yiyue and Duan Chongxuan did not reach the autumn lake, they met Luo Mingchuan.

Luo Mingchuan found them and obviously breathed a sigh of relief. "You are fine, just have a strong wind, come here..."

In fact, his Garan sorcerer saw a huge shadow above the clouds, a strange animal with at least a great opportunity. But now that the storm has passed, the strange beast should not be directed at destroying Yecheng.

Duan Chongxuan looked back and looked at the second behind him.

He snorted and stood up, his eyes watery. It seems that I know that I am wrong, and my look is wronged.

Luo Mingchuan was shocked. "Is it?"

"Oh, this is Luo brother, say hello."

The slender neck of the blue-winged pheasant was lowered, and he licked the crown feather on his hand.

The hairy touch made Luo Mingchuan smashed.

He was smashed by a big winged blue wing.

Yin Yi is now feeling better.

This kind of three-view experience can't be done by him alone.

It is a pity that there is no huskies in this world, and Luo Shi brothers will not realize the essence of the eyes.

By indirect sales of Meng, Duan Chongxuan began to explain, "I didn't mean to hide it, but the situation at home is more complicated..."

Luo Mingchuan interrupted him very rarely. "Don't say this, I will take you as a younger brother. This will not change."

Duan Chongxuan smiled. "I have to go home now. The four brothers will entrust you to Luo Brother."

Yin Yiyue always feels that this sentence is wrong.

But looking at Luo Mingchuan's serious point, it seems that there is nothing wrong with it.

After Duan Chongxuan finished, he saw that Yecheng was enshrined with Wang Hao.

His face calmed down, and even his body was not the same.

The half-step Mahayana's garrison commander, after the negotiations with the city government, and the approval of Duan Chongxuan, only after entering the city after the knife.

At this time, he stopped at the three feet away, and he was the gift of the Northern Emperor. After he collapsed, he almost fell to the ground, he said.

"His Royal Highness."

Except for Duan Chongxuan, the rest of the people retreated to the side and avoided this ceremony.

Yin Yue’s keen discovery found that there was only a slight invisible change in the standing position of the distinct words, but it stood on the high platform that was worshipped by thousands of people.

Duan Chongxuan did not speak.

Therefore, the middle-aged generals wearing silver armor have been squatting.

The atmosphere suddenly suppressed.

Ye Cheng offered to leave, and Yin Yiyue and Luo Mingchuan felt that they should avoid it.

Duan Chongxuan gave them a look and said no.

Half-sounding, he faintly said, "Get up."

"His Royal Highness." After Wang Hao got up, he dared to take the first three steps. Congratulations, "The end is what it means."

He glanced at the two outsiders present and said nothing.

Duan Chongxuan ignored him and said only two words. "Speak straight."

Qingyiyi stood beside him, his eyes were red and his eyes were the same with his cold and high.

Yin Yi feels that he is testing the other side. In other words, he does not believe in this Wang Hao, even if the other party's performance is humble and respectful, impeccable.

Such Duan Chongxuan has never seen him before, but as Luo Mingchuan said, no matter who he is, he is always his younger brother.

The middle-aged general will hold the fist, and the forehead will have a strong ideological struggle.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and said eight words. "He is seriously ill and wants to see His Royal Highness."

Duan Chongxuan’s eyes still haven’t changed. He asked, “Where is the white?”

"In the Guangyuan Palace, the soldiers are guarded, all news is blocked, and the party is prevented from entering the palace." Wang Hao suddenly stunned and slammed his head. "Please depart immediately, then you will return to the palace!"

Duan Chongxuan did not speak.

Wang Hao’s constant gimmicks, there is no trace of the body of the real yuan, the practitioners of the half-step Mahayana, the forehead has a red mark.

Half-sound, Duan Chongxuan, "I am waiting outside the city."

He did not say how long it took, and did not say when to start.

Wang Haoran looked up and gave a grateful brilliance to his eyes. It was as if Duan Chongxuan could agree, it was a great grace.

He did not ask anything, and stood up and said, "Yes, Your Highness."

Then he went back three feet. I turned and walked away.

Yin Yiyue and Luo Mingchuan were filled with emotion.

The words are still immersed in the atmosphere of the talent. Until the back of the other side is invisible, one person will suddenly relax.

He touched the folding fan and slammed it, and fanned the feathers of the second one. "Trouble trouble..."

Yin Yin asked, "Is this person credible?"

It’s a bitter face, “basically credible.”

Yin Yin suddenly remembered that at the floating beach, the child who sent the Cambodian asked the president, "Is it good?" ’

I replied a lot in one breath, which means that I am physically fit and healthy. I can eat and sleep.

He just felt that he was in violation of the situation and did not think deeply. But now I want to come. Is it that at that time, one of the six saints in the world, the Emperor of the North Lu, the body has begun to be bad? Otherwise, why is this question and answer?

Duan Chongxuan thought a lot, and finally, "I am going to stay in the Northern Emperor for a long time." Turning to Yin Yiyue, "Four Masters, waiting for you to return to the end of the world, on behalf of my brother and sister."

Yin Yue knows that this is a farewell, because it is possible that Duan Chongxuan will be enthroned this time, and it will be difficult to return to the end of the mountain.

He did not directly agree, but said, "You should take care of yourself. Ask the brothers and sisters, I can't do it, you have to say it yourself."

Duan Chongxuan took a moment and solemnly said, "I will go back."

Yin Yi nodded more and more.

The road ahead is unpredictable, a thousand words, and there is more to say.

Luomingchuan Road, "No matter what the final result, the Yashan Mountain is there."

Duan Chongxuan knows that this is the retreat for his guarantee - even if the situation changes, he is no longer a prince, there is no place in the Northland, there are still ya Yashan to protect him.

"I will take care. Listen to the four divisions and say, you have to go to Xingshan Temple, and be careful."

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

No more words.

One person turned around and walked outside the city.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, their backs were pulled diagonally.

Duan Chongxuan did not look back at the end, but just extended his hand and waved.

Yin Yiyue and Luo Mingchuan stood in the sunset and watched him go to the future where the fierce people did not know.

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Yecheng has entered the autumn for many days, and the cool breeze has become more and more bleak, and the Wutong Court has fallen to the dead leaves.

The second day of Duan Chongxuan’s departure began to rain.

A cold autumn rain, down to the third day. The magic repair lurking in Yecheng was banned and sent to the city government for review.

Prior to this, the Qingjian Swords elders and Ye Cheng offered to force him to the autumn lake.

The lake was disturbed by the wind and rain, and the smoke was fascinating.

Luo Mingchuan joined the battle, and Shen Zhoujian passed through the black robe and nailed to the wrist of the man. In the wind and rain, Yin Yue saw that the black and red blood was sparse by the rain and flowed into the autumn lake.

Later, it was reported that the magic repaired himself in the city government. Fortunately, no one was killed or injured, and he was sure that he did not have a companion.

Yin Yin thinks more, maybe it is a method of searching for souls when interrogating.

After the rain stopped, the heavens and the earth were washed fresh. The autumn is high and the west wind is hunting.

The people in the city added a thin sputum, the sake of the wine cellar was replaced by the spirits of the warm stomach, and the cold noodles on the street were replaced with steamy mutton soup.

As always, life is moving forward, and the things of the magic repair are quickly left behind.

The Qingjian Swordsmen and his party left Yecheng after the rain stopped. Before the three of Song Yu left, they bid farewell to Yin Yiyue and Luo Mingchuan.

There is still not much to say. The two sides are only taking care of each other.

That night, Yin Yi bought two altar wines. Sitting on the roof and drinking in Lomingchuan.

There have been too many things happening recently.

"Brother, we should leave tomorrow."

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

Yin Yin looked up and saw the autumn moon, and fell to the edge of the autumn lake. The blood of the day was washed away by the rain, but it still seems to be flowing in front of me.

He still remembers the eyes of the magic.

Bloodthirsty and tyrannical, no human feelings.

I met the thief on Panlongling and hit the downhill mountain.

But he never really touched the dark side of the world.

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

Yin Yin drank his drink and felt a lot of emotions, but he was not afraid.

The last time I was drinking here, I was still three people. In the courtyard next to me, the disciples of Yanyashan were still sleeping.

Talk now... You should be crossing the sea.

He knows that the friendship of the world's practitioners is like this, meeting thousands of glasses of wine and leaving a word.

He thought that Song Yu, Zhong Shan and Cheng Tianyu should all count their friends. Although I have never had a drink at night, there is a saying in the farewell.

The sound of Luo Mingchuan is floating in the autumn wind.

"Growth, practice and life are always things for one person. Don't be obsessed."

Yin Yin is holding half of the jar, and in the moonlight, his skin is as white as thin jade, almost through the moonlight.

He knew that Luo Mingchuan was comforting himself, but he had to ask, "Will the brothers leave me?"

Luo Mingchuan looked at his eyes. "No."

If the sun, the moon and the stars are the same, I will never leave you.