MTL - The Villain’s White Lotus Halo-Chapter 63 【】

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Luo Mingchuan feels that he has fallen off the cliff. Below is the star-strand that has no way to enter and exit. How can he live?

And all this is too real, the painful heart, the loss of blood, the cold body, the gale wind, is not like in a dream.

The world said that Xing Xingyuan is a place where light can't be taken in. After the robbery, Tiandao leaves a warning to humans.

Perhaps only the few people standing at the top of the world know what is under the abyss.

But he found himself still alive. It’s just that all the pain of the body can’t be felt anymore.

The spirit did not dissipate, still in the body.

But like an outside observer, looking at the dark abyss, the lingering death condensed into substance and began to swallow his body.

He only knows that there is really a place in the world where the world is born in the haze, engulfing the flesh and blood.

Unexpectedly, the body that has been suffocated has opened his eyes again.

The pupil is black as ink, just like the starry star that is not looking at the end. There is no trace of human feelings.

Luo Mingchuan suddenly had a cold heart. Intuition tells him that the following things, he definitely does not want to see.

Sure enough, my body stood up.

Then open your mouth to eat those monsters.

He kept swallowing, and his look changed from indifference to lameness, like hunger for thousands of years, and finally regained the food of the heart.

This body is no longer human.

He walked under the abyss, and there were more and more monsters gathered around him, and some had already opened their minds and kneeled at his feet. After he was full, he gave the extra power to these monsters.

There is no day and night in the stars, I don’t know how long it has been. He swayed his sleeves and hurled his wind, and his body shape swayed up the wind, bringing out countless monsters out of the abyss.

On the edge of the cliff, waiting for thousands of magic repairs. The stagnation of the sun is like blood, and the flags of the palaces and lanterns are different in the west wind. Looking into the black and pressing, I can't see the margin.

He stood before the 10,000 people. The sun star is fascinating, the mountain is hidden, and the Zodiac is not surrendered.

The crowds squat down like the tide of the sea, separating the emperor's avenue for him to pass, and the voice shook the four wilderness.

"Congratulations to my Lord's return to the Holy Spirit -"

Luo Mingchuan finally knew that the most terrible thing was that the younger brother did not believe him.

But it is a devil.

Grinding blood, killing people like numbness.

Bringing destruction and sin to the world.

The boundless desperation drowned him.

When he opened his eyes again, he stood in front of a huge mirror.

His pale face was reflected in the mirror. However, the facial features are more fierce, and the look is proud and indifferent.

The black robes hang down in the wide sleeves, embroidered with complex golden runes. Just standing there, there is a glory that cannot be seen. It is the light of darkness.

Luo Mingchuan calmed down and he said, "You are not me."

The voice of the person in the mirror is low. "How is it?"

Luo Mingchuan Road, "I am not a demon."

"Who believes?"

"Teacher letter."

The man in the mirror smiled. "He doesn't believe it, or he won't want to kill you. If you think about it, why did he first make a slap in the secret of the sable?"

"It is just a misunderstanding. The younger brother is bewildered, and the obsession is too deep and goes astray... It was my fault."

"It’s ridiculous. Do you think that the truth is what you asked with Garan? You shouldn’t know that you would swear, but in the temple of Xingshan Temple, how could he not be surprised?"

indeed. He never told his younger brother.

Because this method of practice is a bit of awkward, even if it is a fight at a folding flower, he is urging under the circumstances that the outside world does not know. In the Buddhist temple, he first came out in front of the younger brother, but the younger brother said first.

"A nonsense! Garan 瞳 是 is the method of your Xingshan Temple!"

This should not be.

The people in the mirror laughed again, and the laughter was like a magic sound. "You still don't know. The night of the school's graduation, nothing happened. If you don't believe it, I can send you back to see it... just you. Teacher, he will be a more powerful and confusing method, and it will make you feel that you are sorry for him."

Luo Mingchuan also laughed this time.

He found that his thoughts were actually contained in the words of this person, which is ridiculous. He held Shen Zhoujian in his hand, and when the time was clear, the Lingtai was much clearer.

In the mirror, people saw him take the sword, and he didn’t agree. "You think you can kill me..."

The voice did not fall, Luo Mingchuan pulled the sword through his heart!

Hot blood spewed out!

"How is my brother, you are not qualified to say it."

"Oh--"

The image is fragmented.

The temple is reappearing.

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Yin Yi felt that he was barely able to move, because the surrounding days turned around, but the next moment found that it was not.

Instead, he was swayed and walked to the inner hall behind the main hall.

All the way to the fire, Huanghuang, fell on the face of the man, showing a shadow under the thick eyelashes.

The icy body temperature seems to infiltrate into the bones. Always remind him that even with a similar face, this person is not a brother.

The arms of the brothers are very warm, whether it is drunk at night or under the scorching sun, it will always be like a warm spring sun.

In the inner hall, the heavy crepe bills hang down, and it seems that there is still a smoker, and the faint smoke floats in the air.

If it is a dream, it is too real.

Yin Yue gave birth to an infinite panic at this moment.

If he is already dead in the temple, now he has once again crossed into another world?

A world without a brother.

White bed after shark yarn chilled, but the man of action is very gentle, the man gently on top, you must place a fragile treasure.

Rao is the case, you still can feel people's arms to resist, so he whispered laughing, "you do not want?"

This sounds all too familiar, the more Yin Choi suddenly looked up, then crashed into one pair of eyes in warm amber.

Clear and inclusive, as a Wang Ningjing lake.

He could not help opening call out, "Brother ......"

When the voice just fell, the smile on the face became strange, and the pupil returned to the original ink color. He raised his eyebrow and smiled. "Brother? Hahahaha Yin is very interesting."

He leaned over Yin Yin and his neck, but the tone of voice was full of cruelty and maliciousness.

"Your brother is dead, you killed him by hand."

"Don't you remember? On the edge of the starry star, a sword wears the heart, and it is quasi-steady, and the seat admire."

Yin Yin is more shocked and wide-eyed, "I killed... my brother..."

Then he suddenly let go of his heart, this is not a new world.

Perhaps it is just the illusion in the temple.

The other party is still saying something, but he has not heard it.

The mind is moving, the long sword is squirted, and the blood is sprayed thin.

In the end, he said, "No matter what kind of dream or fantasy, the one who will kill the brother is not me."

He opened his eyes and saw the ancient beams of the head.

In a blink of an eye, Luo Mingchuan was lying on the side, and at the same time he opened his eyes and looked at him.

All kinds of desperate pains before the experience, the confrontation at this time, with the great joy of the rest of the robbery, is enough to make people stunned.

After Yin Yue heard the suffocation of his brother, he reacted to what he had done.

Although it is a hug, but because of the height difference, it is more like he suddenly plunged into the arms of Luo Mingchuan.

It’s just... too rude!

He hurriedly wanted to get up, but he didn't stand up.

Because this time, Luo Mingchuan did not let go of his house, but also hugged him.

The familiar atmosphere and temperature are not covered by the words.

Yin Yin thought more, maybe... the brothers also experienced some very painful things.

He reached out and patted the back of the brother.

This kind of behavior to appease children, so that Luo Mingchuan can not laugh and laugh, and for a time what is lost. I also laughed and patted my own simple younger brother.

After the shackles, the two quickly became alert and got up and looked at the entire temple again.

It is still the appearance of the time. But they know at this time that no eccentricity is the biggest weirdness.

So the two stood in the same place, and a real element rushed to the extreme, but did not move one step further.

"What did the brothers see before?"

"...not important, wake up now, I know it's all fake. Teacher, no matter what you see, believe that we will never deviate from each other."

In the heart of Yin Yue, the flag of the bright and swaying is set up in an instant!

What do you make!

Just relying on my rich experience of the humanoid background board in the past few years, if I don’t make it clear, then there will be big things in the future!

How many men and women are being abused to death because of a misunderstanding, tragic be? !

How many good friends do not need to explain more, because of the enemy? !

Tell me what is the most important thing in a happy life! !

That's right!

Put it! words! Say! clear!

The important thing is that three times are not enough! !

He immediately became serious. "Brothers, if we really believe each other, we will not question each other because of the illusory illusion. We should talk about it. We will not misunderstand in the future."

Luo Mingchuan looked at the clear eyes of the young man. He found that in this matter, the younger brother was far more transparent than him.

"you're right."

Escape and forget are not the best way.

So he talked about the illusion of the past, and the more Yin Yin has been listening to it.

At the end, he comforted the younger brother. "I clearly know that the person who killed me with the sword is not you, so I am not sad." However, for a moment, "but if there is a magic object under the starry sky..."

Yin Yue understands what he means.

He and Luo Mingchuan do not know what is under the star.

The illusion of confusing mind cannot be produced out of thin air, but it is the projection of the inner subconscious. Perhaps it is the thing that I am most afraid of.

If something that is not within the scope of cognition, such as the presence of a monster, is true, then it is likely that this is not a fantasy.

It is the projection of the future destiny.

Will he kill Luo Mingchuan in the future?

impossible.

Yin Yue calmly said, "Sister, I also saw a person with a face similar to yours. He said that I killed you. But we all know that this is impossible. And neither of us is now what we saw in our dreams. It means that perhaps the fate has changed."

After Loming Chuan said it, he was relieved. He listened to Yin Yue’s words and was more at ease.

"Yes. If it is a fantasy, it is a fake. If it is fate, let it change."

The clouds are no longer, and they are full of pleasure.

Just as he took his younger brother and jumped into the abyss at Xingshan Temple, the fleeting familiarity re-emerged.

Luo Mingchuan’s eyes fell on the opposite Buddha statue. The pupil turns black. The work of Garan was urging the utmost.

The eyes are invisible.

But at this moment, Yin Yu suddenly felt the pressure of the majestic.

He even felt that if he was watched himself, his bones would be devastated.

But the Buddha statue is a dead thing, how can it hurt?

What is shocking is that the old and worn Buddha statues have really begun to change.

The residual gold lacquer peeled off, revealing the original dark brown stone body, and then from the eyelids to the fingertips, every inch of gray stone on the body was fragmented.

In the smoke, the Buddha opened his eyes.

Maybe it can't be said to be a Buddha, but a dry monk.

The cockroach is eclipsed and the law is solemn.