"I really can't contact Mr. Villain anymore?" Liu Xiaodai lay on the table and said sullenly, "If there is something wrong with that halo, I guess I really have to pack up and leave..."
Wang Wei climbed out of the half-assembled traversing machine and wiped his face, "I can't detect any fluctuations... What is the effect of the wrong halo? Automatic whitewashing? It's not too bad..."
"That halo is being debugged, and I don't know what negative effects it has!"
"Hahaha, what negative effects can the albino halo have? Could it be albinism?!"
Liu Xiaodai glared at him, Wang Wei bowed his head shyly,
"It's really possible albinism..."
********I'm a paper family single stupid dividing line************
"The trial of the Halo Assistant is over. Dear customer, you have two more chances to use it."
Luo Mingchuan had already left, and Yin Biyue was pulled back to his senses by the electronic prompt in his mind.
In his contact with Luo Mingchuan just now, the memory of the school was filled up, and it seemed that he had to contact the relevant person in order to 'activate' the memory fragment.
He was busy looking at his memories, and he didn't even care what expressions he made or what he said under the influence of the halo.
But Yin Biyue still didn't understand, because he remembered the night he graduated from middle school, he went back to his room to sleep early after having a few glasses of wine.
Looking at Luo Mingchuan's tangled, painful and regretful expression just now, could it be that he borrowed the money from the original body and didn't pay it back
No, no, it's too low, is that the girl who slept with her original crush? Ah bah, Cangya Taoism is about having few desires. If Yuanyang ejaculates so prematurely, it will be difficult to get started.
Is 'Qiongzhou' a handle for the protagonist? Run away with a guilty conscience because of being told
He really couldn't figure it out, and his head was still a little dizzy.
But this should be considered a success in fooling the protagonist, right
For the time being, I believe in that halo assistant once.
Thinking of this, he sat down next to the corner of the wall again, changed a comfortable posture, and continued to try to dig out the scattered memories in his mind.
The world is dark and dark, which greatly improves the quality of sleep.
Seven days passed in a flash.
It was a clear day and the wind was gentle.
Before Yin Biyue was released from the prison, the guard handed him a large black cloak. With the cover of the hood, I was not blinded by the bright skylight.
The breath between the up and down is clear and moist, and the greenery is full of greenery. Looking up at the distance is a continuous emerald mountain.
After the four practitioners wearing Cangya Taoist robes handed over to the dungeon guards, they escorted him up the mountain in two fronts and two behind. Go to the main peak Qinghe Palace to accept the public trial.
Yin Biyue was not popular in the past because of arrogance and gloom.
Now, after experiencing the murder of the same family, he was cast aside because of his bad intentions and vicious behavior. The escort disciples were all disdainful, and one even snorted coldly.
Yin Bi sighed more and more, the sects are different!
The quality is so good, he didn't even start to scold him! !
This body hasn't moved for too long, and has been banned from cultivation. Maybe there is still the oppression of the Cangya Mountains in the dungeon. After walking two steps, I feel sore back and weak legs, and I can't lift myself up.
Suddenly being pushed, the escort disciple behind said impatiently, "Hurry up!"
Then I heard an angry shout like thunder, "Stop!"
Yin Biyue was concentrating on the public trial, but she was suddenly interrupted and did not react, and said casually, "It's none of their business, it's me who is walking slowly."
Suddenly my heart tightened, this voice... Luo Mingchuan!
Not far away, he saw a little white clothed, with a light movement, and his toes lightly tapped in the ancient wood canglin, and a few ups and downs landed in front of him.
Yin Biyue sighed, tsk tsk tsk, this beautiful protagonist's face looks better in the clear sky and daylight.
The person in front of him just stared at him dazedly, his eyes were deep, and it seemed like a thousand words were stuck in his throat.
Even escorting the disciples to salute and say 'Uncle Luo' did not respond.
This made Yin Bi more and more confused.
Are you short-sighted, protagonist? How do you see so long
After Luo Mingchuan left that day, he hadn't slept a whole night in seven days.
I closed my eyes, and my mind turned over and over again with the appearance of a teenager in a dungeon, innocent and smiling, paranoid, indifferent and distant...
He meditated all night, wanting to meditate.
The three years of the academy flashed before my eyes.
In the end, he stayed on the night when the waves of the lotus platform shattered the moonlight.
When I said a drunken remark back then, my junior brother took it seriously, and I am so paranoid...
That's right, even though the younger brother was talented and intelligent, he was still young at that time, unreasonable, pure and innocent.
It is the promise that comes first and the negativity last.
The younger brother did not explain because he broke the contract, and because of his arrogance in his bones, he was not allowed to ask for an explanation, so he could only suppress it himself.
After being suppressed for a long time, her temperament has changed greatly, and she has become obsessed.
Just got this far...
All these years have been explained.
He was the one who killed the younger brother.
Before this time, I thought I had figured it out. In the final analysis, this secret realm happened because of himself, and he was willing to take responsibility for it.
As for the obsession with the younger brother, although he could not respond to it, he could patiently guide him and lead him out of his confusion and let go of his anger.
But when he really saw the weak boy being pushed and staggered, but stood up with his back straight, his heart couldn't help but lift up. He didn't even notice that he had never scolded others so harshly in the past.
In just seven days, the young man seems to have lost a lot of weight... Only a handful of bones are left, as if a gust of wind can blow it away.
The cold eyebrows were hidden in the shadow of the wide cloak, revealing only the thin chin and thin lips that lost blood.
He couldn't help but wonder, did the young man suffer any other injuries when he was in the secret realm of Zifu? Being injured and being banned from cultivation, and imprisoned, how difficult it must be these days.
The four law enforcement disciples who escorted Yin Biyue saluted and did not dare to get up when they saw that Luo Mingchuan did not speak.
Thinking back on the situation just now, I thought to myself, Uncle Luo is always gentle and kind, how could he have been so stern as before.
Unexpectedly, I heard a cold voice, calm and unwavering explanation.
'It's none of their business, I'm walking slowly. '
Are you trying to excuse them? This person... how is it different from the rumored one
Luo Mingchuan's heart was full of mixed feelings. After a long time, he said astringently, "Are you... alright?" Only then did he remember how many people were next to him, and he coughed, "Get up."
The four disciples stepped aside in unison.
The boy remained silent.
Luo Mingchuan's heart tensed, junior brother wouldn't misunderstand that he was here to see his jokes, right
Then he took two steps forward and hurriedly explained, "Don't worry, I have a solution!"
Yin Biyue always felt that Luo Mingchuan's reaction was a bit strange, as if... Too positive
It was quickly relieved, the Holy Mother is good!
I made it! It's up to you, the protagonist! !
It doesn't matter if you are expelled from the division! Just keep it up! !
Coinciding with the east wind blowing, the deep mountain forest and sea waves burst into waves, echoing endlessly.
He blew up the swaying hem of Luo Mingchuan's flowing clouds, and blew off the hood of Yin Biyue's black cloak.
Luo Mingchuan exclaimed, "Junior brother, your hair!"
The young man stood against the wind, three thousand silver threads scattered like snow in the sun, flying freely!
Yin Bi glanced out of the corner of the eye, secretly screaming bad.
The dungeon was dark, and he didn't pay attention to his appearance, so he didn't know when it became like this.
Is it the sequelae of the original owner trying to forcibly break the seal of cultivation? Or did something happen when his soul didn't fit in when he passed through? How to explain this rare symptom of going crazy
What about him, Luo Mingchuan didn't use the pupil technique to ask questions, just maintain the character design.
The boy just looked at him lightly and said indifferently, "It's okay."
In other words, it's none of your business.
Luo Mingchuan felt that the young man's indifference was like a tiny thorn, gently piercing the weakest part of his heart, causing faint pain in his breath.
He is more willing, the younger brother hates him and scolds him.
As in prison, fresh and emotional. I don't want to endure this kind of indifference.
Like an irrelevant stranger to him.
The four escorting disciples were also surprised. How could this person turn blue hair and white hair... Could it be that he has gone crazy
Looking at Luo Mingchuan's reaction, this situation... Why is it different from the rumors? !
Is there some unknown secret? !
Facts have proved that no matter how serious the sect is, they are good at gossip. The escort disciples lowered their heads slightly in a gesture of avoidance, and they all pricked up their ears with shining eyes.
First hand! Live broadcast! Two or three things that the first disciple of Cangya and the genius Xi Huafeng had to say!
It's a pity that the two leading actors are destined to let them down.
The young man looked at an escort disciple, and the cold voice sounded again, "Let's go, don't miss the time."
"Ding - the villain's expression 'eyes are like knives' appears, the conditions are met, and the halo is activated!"
Yin Biyue is crazy, what are you doing! He just glanced at people casually! !
Where did it come from like a knife! ! where! ! !
Even the hatred of a passerby is not spared! Halo, you are strong enough! !
Cheng Xi was glanced at, as if he was facing a clear Liquan, only to feel a sudden tightness in his heart.
He is a disciple of the Hall of Law Holders, and he received the task of 'escorting Yin Biyue' yesterday. He had heard the name of this uncle, the top of the college entrance examination, the genius of Xihua Peak. For a young disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall like him, it is naturally an unattainable existence.
But no matter who it is, as long as his mind is not right and he harms his fellow students, it is an unforgivable sin.
He thought that Master Yin must have a narrow and gloomy temperament in the rumors, but now, he didn't dare to make a rash judgment.
The skinny boy just stood there, like the pines and cypresses on the Tianxin Cliff, the snow that never melts on Shen Yunling.
It is cold and high, unreachable.
Killing Uncle Luo because of jealousy? Does this person have Uncle Luo in his eyes? Not at all!
Uncle Luo's reaction was also very strange... He was thinking in a trance, when the young man glanced at him suddenly and urged him.
The young man is actually thinking about these escort disciples
Worried that they will be punished for missing the hour...
Would such a person really harm the same family? For the first time, doubts appeared in Cheng Xi's heart.
He coughed as if to cover up, and saluted Luo Mingchuan, "There will be a public trial in an hour, and please don't embarrass us."
The other three disciples also saluted.
Luo Mingchuan wanted to say something else, but the boy had already turned around. The four escort disciples hurriedly followed.
Leaving only the tough and upright back, the three thousand silver filaments were shining brightly, scattered on the jet-black robe, like flowing alpine ice and snow.
It is clearly walking towards the unknown punishment, but it seems to be walking on the Huanghuang Avenue. Not afraid.
Luo Mingchuan lost his mind for a while.
Watching the young man set foot on the stone steps, he walked slowly, climbed up the steps, and disappeared step by step at the end of the green shade.
In the distance, the sky is clear, and there are thousands of mountains, none of which can trap him.