MTL - The Villain’s White Lotus Halo-Chapter 103

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The boundary between dawn and night seems to be only a moment.

The subtle white light on the horizon on the east side flooded like a tide, occupying most of the sky. The other half of the bright blue night, the starlight fades, only the translucent moon shadow.

A good wind and a moon.

It is a pity that the wind is a bitter hurricane, and it is a heavy **** suffocation. The moon is a cold moon.

Zhong Shan’s consciousness is a bit fuzzy, and he is dizzy because he has too much blood loss.

The scope of the collapse of the two difficulties was uncontrollable. He was seriously injured and trapped in the gap between the collapsed boulder.

There is a silky sky shining through the cracks, like a sly sword light, like a rain silk wind.

He stood at the dividing line between life and death, as if he saw the predecessors who had been holding the wind and sword a million years ago.

The same place, a similar situation.

I thought about it. In the whole sword, the wind and rain siege was not the strongest sword. Because this sword is not powerful.

Do not seek to be strong, do not seek to be fast. It’s a joy to start with the ‘warm rain and clear wind.” Later, the two styles of wind and danger caused the diseased bones, and the rain and throat swallowed the intestines, which was bitter cold. It is relieved that the slanting wind and rain will not be returned.

Everything in life, a storm. Different places, how can there be strengths and weaknesses.

He seems to understand something.

The ancient language cloud sighs and can die. Moreover, he once tried his best to fight for the benevolence, and at this time there was no regret, and he was most easily burned.

But Zhongshan does not want to die. Because he just learned the wind and rain sword, he hasn’t practiced it once. Because there are many people waiting for him in Qinglan Mountain. Because Master’s tomb has not been swept.

Being concerned sometimes makes people vulnerable and sometimes makes them strong.

He still supported the spirit, the wounds were already numb, the body temperature was getting colder, and the process of fighting death was so long and painful.

The shattered light is getting brighter and brighter. I don’t know when the loud voices are screaming outside. It’s not really true, it’s like his illusion.

"Wait a minute, I found another one here, as if I was still alive, wearing a green robe."

"Come on four moving stones, be careful, fast, and follow the team's military doctors to keep up..."

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Yin Yiyue’s consciousness is trapped in chaos, as if he is struggling to float in the cold sea, exhausted and desperate.

The broken picture is like a bubble, and the glimpse of the light usually appears repeatedly in his mind and disappears.

The oil lamp stand in the Dungeon Dungeon coincides with the dim light in the library building. The singer of Yecheng’s summer heat is mixed with the chanting of Xingshan Temple.

The morning fog between the mountains was passed by the light, and Luo Mingchuan stood in the light and smiled at him.

"I am happy with you, far more than you think."

Suddenly the sound of the wind rang, a long sword pierced the white mist, straight into the heart, blood dripping.

Yin Yin shouted, "Brother!"

The light was dark and the mountain was replaced by an empty hall. The candlelight is beautiful, and the person who is similar to the face of Luo Mingchuan is holding his veins, and the cold breath is sprayed on the neck.

"Your brother has already died. You killed him, and the sword is wearing the heart, and it is stable and steady. This seat admire."

not like this. How could this be.

They have come over in the past, why are they still coming today?

Difficulty breathing, headaches and cracks.

When Yin Yi feels that he has reached the limit, every inch of the skeleton meridians is broken, he has to sleep deeply, and when he does not wake up, there is a pulse of warmth in his body. From the right hand veins, through each of the spiritual veins, such as the spring and rain, gentle, continuous, so that he is soaked in warm water, and gradually relaxed.

Without the concept of time, I don’t know how long it took, he opened his eyes.

The entrance is a embossed embossed embossed embossed embossed with overlapping crepe. Under the high bed soft pillow, it is very comfortable.

Yin Yin turned his eyes and saw the person sitting by the bed. The tidy robes of the end of the world, the correct jade crown, the eyebrows are gentle, as seen at first sight.

He is holding his hand and giving him from the pulse gate. The amber pupil is like a gentle lake, and it can accommodate everything.

At this moment, he suddenly felt the urge to cry.

"Senior brother..." Yin Yan muttered. "Is this true? Is it a dream? Are you really okay? I can't believe it, come over, let me hug."

The body is clean and fresh, and new clothes are changed inside and outside, and the injury does not hurt. It’s just exhausting, no strength.

Luo Mingchuan smiled and slowly lifted the person into his arms and whispered. "Not a dream, I am fine. We are all fine."

Yin Yan looked up at him and looked at him. He didn't want to miss a minute. From the peak of the eye to the end of the eye, from the bridge of the nose to the lips, it seems that it is true.

The more you look, the better you look.

"Well……"

Luo Mingchuan couldn’t get rid of his mouth.

It’s too late to respond, and Yin Yue has already left his arms. He explained like a bad thing. “Senior brother, I really feel insecure now, not deliberately taking advantage of you!”

Luo Mingchuan endured a smile and nodded solemnly. "Well, I know."

The more expensive Yin Yin is more consciously full of blood and resurrection, but he can fight for another five hundred years, and his mind is also awake. "Where are we? How long have I slept? What happened? Linyuan sword..."

He has countless questions.

"Don't worry, listen to me first." Luo Mingchuan appeased to interrupt him. "You slept for three days. The body is running, hurting the pulse and knowing the sea. Fortunately, we have double repaired before, and the body fits, I can do it for you." Sports repair. There is no serious problem at present, you need to rest, it is best not to use the sword within half a month."

It’s been three days, and it’s been a long time, Yin Yin’s more shocked, how is the serious injury of the brothers, the world’s general trend must be turned upside down, what is the situation in the mountains and everywhere?

However, Luo Mingchuan seems that the big things are not as important as the younger brother's body. When he carefully explained the ‘swords and don’t use it’, the 'real yuan is slow to run', and he has the assurance of Yin and Yue, and then talk about other things.

"We killed Rong Rong at the end of the comet, and the blood of the 100,000 magic repairs failed, and some of them will suffer some counter-attacks. Together with the troops of Hokuriku arriving in many towns in the middle and south of the land, the magic repair army returned to a loose sand, repaired high The people are in politics and continue to cross the sea and return to the East. The Qingyi of your five divisions remembers you and me. When you came to the letter yesterday, the overall situation was decided. Your master brother and sister will be defeated at the last moment. Yu Yushi is at the peak of Yuhuafeng. Because 'Spring Mountain Smile', there is a sword meaning left by Juggernaut..."

Yin Yi sighed with relief. "Then we are..."

"You have injuries on your body and it is inconvenient to move. Here is an abandoned palace on the snowfield. There is a lawguard in the snow, and there is no dust. I will place you here. Now the snow peaks are unstable, and the stars are overflowing. There is no one on the entire snowfield."

Yin Yi’s heart is moving, “Which palace?”

"Chang Yuan Temple." Luo Mingchuan seems to have never noticed his change in his appearance, adding, "I have mastered all the bans in this place, and the younger brothers will be well rested."

Yin Yin pressed down the strange feeling in his heart. He heard that Luo Mingchuan had not mentioned himself. He said, "Sister, the sword of the day is not controlled by me. You must be very hurt."

Luo Mingchuan laughed. "I didn't hurt my heart. I have a flesh wound. The gods have a spirit and always have a temper." He said that he took out the Linyuan sword. "The sword is returned to the original master, but the younger brother can say that he can do it well. I don’t want to use it anymore."

Yin Yi took over the sword and was in a complicated mood. The sword has an extraordinary meaning for sword repair, just like a part of the body.

Since he came here, the one who accompanied him the most, except the brothers, was the sword that was originally called Lihu, and later called Linyuan. Never accept his true yuan, to communicate with his mind, several times to kill the bleeding road; then to the star of the star, back to his most important person.

Cheng also Linyuan sword, defeat also Linyuan sword.

Yin Yin put the sword aside and decided to look at Luo Mingchuan. "The brothers can remember the illusion we saw at the temple of Xingshan Temple."

The so-called projection of the future destiny.

"What gods have spirits, if it wants to hurt the brothers, I would rather ruin it by hand. If I want to hurt my brother, I would rather not use a sword."

Luo Mingchuan sank down and stared at him. He smiled softly. "Nothing. You are Jian Xiu, the master of Lin Yuan."

Yin Yin avoided and did not answer, "Why is the brother's wound still hurting? Let me see..." He raised his hand and touched the chest of the person around him. He was immediately held back and could not help but explain again. "I am really worried. Not wanting to be a cheaper brother."

Luo Mingchuan did not let go, still looked at him, seriously said, "Teacher, I have something to do now, you stay here and wait for me to come back. I have already sent a letter back to the end, and you will have your door to pick you up in two days. If I didn't come back at that time, you would go with them. In the future, you will be diligent and diligent."

Yin Yin heard that it was already smashed.

He slammed and interrupted. "Isn't everything over? Isn't the brother going to do it? Sealing the abyss? Just like Master did..." He said he was going to get out of bed. "Okay! I am going with my brother!"

Luo Mingchuan was not in a hurry, his voice was mild, his movements were tough, and he could not help but be trapped in his arms. "The younger brother promised me anything, and forgot it."

He whispered, "binding."

A piece of crepe was broken.

Yin Yi only felt that the wrist was tight, the crepe was soft and skin-friendly, but he lost his strength inexplicably, and he could not break away. The brothers mastered all the prohibitions of the Changyuan Temple and it was easy to trap him.

The panic in my heart came, and it was cold, and the mouth was screaming.

"Luo Mingchuan! You dare! Let's go together, don't walk together is a puppy!" Yin Yi tried to make a living. "We are a acquaintance, a legal husband! Even if you die, you should die together! You dare Let me give it a try!"

Luo Mingchuan placed him in bed and easily resolved his struggles. "The law expired two days later."

"You dare to go! I won't let you go! Oh..."

Yin Yin suddenly lost his voice, and if he did not finish it, he was blocked at his lips.

Because Luo Mingchuan kissed him.

Unlike his shallow taste, he only dared to touch his mouth. This is a real kiss.

The lips and tongues are intertwined, and his heart surges, it is difficult to breathe, and he looks at the people who are close at hand.

Luo Mingchuan did not close his eyes, and the amber pupil was all his shadow.

Yin Yin is like a cloud.

Then gentleness began to become fierce, full of aggressiveness, touching and looting. Yin Yin is more passively tolerant. If he can’t say no, he can only make a confusing whimper.

After a long time, until his eyes were red, Luo Mingchuan let him go.

Yin Yin lay in bed and his wrists were tied. The plaque was scattered in the struggle, violently breathing, looking up at his brother, but the opening was extremely hard.

"Do you think that if you make a beautiful person, I will compromise? It is impossible! I have to go to be alone and risk, what do you think?"

Luo Mingchuan looked at him like this, deeply felt that he was determined to be outstanding, and the gentleman's road for many years did not have white repairs.

Feeling the body's shackled soul is eager to move, he finally glanced at the younger brother, no longer nostalgia, turned and left.

Yin Yin’s vision is blurred.

Until the white robe, the back of the long body of Yuli passed through the heavy gauze, and walked out of the dark palace, never seeing again.

He closed his eyes. Silence around.

Lin Yuanjian silently accompanied him.