It is the spring equinox. It rained in Cangya last night.
This morning, the fog is over the mountains, and the green is like washing, showing more and more layers of depth.
The young man walked on the rugged stone road in the mountains, a faint cloud of smoke enveloped him, and the dense water vapor of the grass and trees wet the hem of his clothes.
He was in high spirits, but his pace was firm, not in a hurry. His eyes were quiet, and there was no trace of arrogance.
In contrast, the girl in pink who was chasing after him seemed much more eager.
He Yanyun looked at the back of the person in front of her.
Brother Luo, who was named the first apprentice of Cangya just now, was still wearing a complicated and dignified dress. Change the simplicity of the past.
The Xuehua brocade robe is covered with blue satin, finely embroidered with the pattern of the vast sea and pines, the cuffs and collar are finely pressed with silver threads, and the waist of the robe is tied with a dragon sapphire knot.
The layers of low-hanging wide sleeves surging like a cloud while walking. It is the outline of the tall and straight figure.
Seeing that the distance from the youth is getting farther and farther, he will be left behind. The girl lifted her breath and jumped out of thin air, her figure swayed, and she landed in front of the young man, and hurriedly called, "Senior brother!"
The young man was not surprised, and said calmly, "Junior sister has something to do, let's talk about it when I come back this time."
His facial features are sharp and handsome, but because of the gentle temperament around him, he is inexplicably friendly and reliable.
Some people seem to be born with special abilities, even if they say refusal, others will not feel the slightest resentment.
Luo Mingchuan is such a person.
The girl seemed to be certain of his good temper, and still stopped on the road relentlessly, with a bit of coquettish anger in her tone, "Senior brother, I heard that you asked the head master for the Canglan Order, what are you going to do?"
She was born to be pretty and beautiful, and such a gesture made people feel rude, and it showed the cuteness and innocence of the little daughter's family.
The youth's expression did not change at all, "Junior sister please come back, I want to go down the mountain."
"Why are you going down the mountain with the Canglan Order?" The girl frowned and thought for a moment, and suddenly she seemed to think of something, her almond eyes staring, "Cangya Dungeon?!"
"Senior brother, aren't you going to see that surnamed Yin?!"
The young man was silent.
He Yanyun knew that Senior Brother Luo would not lie, and this kind of reaction was equivalent to acquiescence.
Therefore, she was even more excited, "Going to see what he is doing?! What happened to Xi Huafeng? What's so great?! It's clearly that he has a vicious mind and has many tricks to harm us. Senior brother, you are the first disciple of Cangya, and you are afraid that he will fail. ?!"
Luo Mingchuan frowned, "Junior Sister He, speak carefully."
The girl didn't want to blurt out, "Am I wrong? He should be abolished after the public trial in seven days and driven down the mountain. In my opinion, Xi Huafeng can't protect him, even if it is a sword. …”
Suddenly she lost her voice, as if her throat was tightly strangled by an invisible hand.
A huge sense of fear rushed out, causing her to sweat instantly. This kind of deterrence does not come from anyone or anything around him, but from the fear in the depths of his heart.
Not just her, but almost everyone in the world.
Even if it was just a little disrespectful when he mentioned it casually, the fear engraved in his bones would surge up in an instant, and the pressured person could not breathe.
It was only later that she realized that Senior Brother Luo reminded her to 'be careful', not to stop her from humiliating Yin Biyue. It was because she was afraid that she would be rude to that person.
What she just wanted to say was that Yin Biyue's surnamed master, the 'Juggernaut' Wei Jingfeng, the master of Xihua who has been traveling for many years.
She is really too carried away, this is not something she can talk about.
He Yanyun took a deep breath, tried her best to return to normal, her tone weakened, and begged, "Senior brother, do you have to go? Then take me with you, I also want to see what the dungeon looks like..."
Although the young man's tone was gentle, he did not waver at all, but shook his head helplessly.
"Don't make trouble."
He Yanyun wanted to say something, and saw the person in front of her eyes ripple like water waves, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
She was shocked, and quickly realized that Senior Brother Luo couldn't use such space supernatural powers, but now that the Canglan Order is in his hands, he can use the power of the Cangya Mountain Range to instantly transfer it with the formation in the mountains.
The girl stomped her feet angrily.
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The thick black iron door slowly opened, and the dark gap gradually expanded, and it seemed like an abyss that was devoured by people, finally revealing its true face.
As soon as Luo Mingchuan stepped in, he felt that his breath was stagnant. He was a spiritual practitioner, and it felt really bad that the circulation of true essence was restricted. At first it was only a slight discomfort, but it deepened as the ladder gradually descended. When he landed, it seemed as if someone had put an invisible shackle on him.
The guard had already received a summons from outside, holding a shark oil lamp, the candle light was about to go out, and waiting for him at the entrance.
Luo Mingchuan bowed slightly and said, "It's work."
The guard turned sideways to avoid his salute, his voice was hoarse, "Don't dare."
Luo Mingchuan knew why he came. He understood, in the secret realm of Zifu, it was him that Yin Biyue really wanted to kill, and the others were just related.
But he didn't understand why Yin Biyue put him to death
It was clear that they had known each other at Lanyuan Academy back then, and although they had not communicated with each other after worshipping Cangya, they also had no festivals.
He looked at the dark and cold dungeon, and felt a moment of sigh in his heart. The talented young man who had met him for the first time has fallen to the level he is now.
Footsteps sounded in the more leaking sound, calm and powerful, echoing along the long and narrow corridor.
Yin Biyue, who was leaning against the wall, opened her eyes.
Now that his infuriating qi is sealed, his eyesight is far worse than before.
Until the figure is five steps away, the unextinguished candlelight will illuminate the face of the visitor.
Jade crown and white dress, Xuan eyebrows and eyes...
Luo Mingchuan!
Yin Biyue's pupils suddenly tightened! Every muscle in his body tensed instantly, almost jumping up.
Then he tried his best to force himself to relax.
This is the original body's instinctive reaction to the person in front of him. It has reached such a point that the spirit still remains in the body after leaving.
This must be... how much hatred? !
The guard handed over the lantern and backed off on his own.
Luo Mingchuan looked at the dark cell and called out tentatively, "Junior Brother Yin?"
In the darkness, there was the sound of rustling fabrics rubbing against each other, and there was the sound of iron chains hitting each other, which was harsh and sharp.
The prisoners approached with the sound of iron chains and appeared in the candlelight.
His face was pale and his eyebrows were downcast.
He was dressed in a simple plain-colored uniform, with no patterns or ornaments, and his long hair was loosely draped.
The wide white robe and the wide sleeves were covered with dim candlelight, which made him even more slender.
The young man raised his eyes and looked straight at them, deep and cold, like the cold stars in the sky.
Luo Mingchuan was stunned for a moment.
His always keen intuition told him that there must be something wrong, but the younger brother Yin in his impression was not like this.
The boy's eyes were always gloomy and gloomy, and occasionally he looked up at him, making people feel like he was being stared at by some cold-blooded animal.
But the coldness of the people in front of him is more like a god standing in the clouds overlooking, innate indifference.
It made him stupefied for a moment.
At the first sight of the school back then, I knew that this junior and senior student was very good. At this time, after taking a closer look, I was surprised to realize that although the young man's figure was not yet complete, his facial features were fully opened, his thin lips and nose, sword eyebrows and star eyes, without a single flaw.
It is like a statue of an ancestral hall carved out of suet and white jade, with a high spirit.
But the fireworks are not popular at all.