Chapter 3: First sight

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It is a spring equinox. It was raining last night.
This morning, the fog is over the mountains, and the greenery is washed, and it is more and more revealing.
The youth walked on the rugged stone road in the mountains, and the faint clouds of smoke hung over him, and the misty water of the vegetation was wet with the clothes.
He was in a good mood, but the pace was firm and not urgent. His eyes are quiet, and there is no trace of arrogance.
In contrast, the girl in pink who is chasing behind him is much more eager.
He Yan looked at the back of the person.
Luo Shixiong was only the first person to be sealed, and he was still wearing a complicated and dignified dress. A simple change to the past.
The cover of Xuehua Jinpao is blue satin, and the fine embroidered pattern of the sea is loose. The cuffs and collar are pressed with silver lines and the moiré is tied with a dragon's jade knot.
The low-slung, wide-sleeved layers of the walking layer are rushing like clouds. It is extremely straightforward to outline the tall and straight body.
Seeing that you are far away from the youth, you have to be left behind. The girl lifted her breath, leaped out of thin air, and her figure was swaying, and she fell in front of the youth.
Called in a hurry, "Brother!"
The youth is not shocked, peace and harmony, "The teacher and sister have something, and I will come back to discuss it later."
His facial features are fierce and handsome, but because of his gentle temperament, his inexplicable looks are friendly and reliable.
Some people seem to have a special ability that is born with them. Even if they say the words of rejection, others will not feel a sense of guilt.
Luo Mingchuan is such a person.
The girl seems to be sure of his good temper, still stuck on the road, and even a little bit of a sigh in the tone, "Sister, I heard that you asked the master of the order, what are you doing?"
She was born with a beautiful and beautiful appearance. This kind of behavior makes people feel rude, and shows the cute innocence of the little daughter's house.
The youth has never changed. "Please come back, please go down the mountain."
"When you go down the mountain, what do you want to do with the order?" The girl picked up her eyebrows and thought about it for a moment. Suddenly she thought of something, and the apricot eyes were round, "The Dungeon Dungeon?!"
"Senior brother, are you going to see the surname Yin?!"
The youth is silent.
He Wei knows that Luo brothers will not lie, this reaction is equivalent to the default.
Therefore, she was even more excited. "Go and see what he is doing?! What happened to Yu Huafeng? What's so great?! It is clearly his heart and soul, and he is scheming to kill us. Brother is now the first person in the world, but he is afraid of him." ?!"
Luo Mingchuan raised his brow, "He Shimei, cautious."
The girl did not want to blurt out. "Is it wrong? After seven days, he should be abolished and rushed to the mountain. In my opinion, the sin of the same door, Yu Huafeng can not protect him, even if it is a sword. ......"
Suddenly she was stunned, like an invisible hand holding her throat tightly.
Huge fears rushed to the front, so that she was cold and sweaty. This kind of deterrence does not come from any one person around, but from the fear in the heart.
Not just her, almost everyone in the world is like this.
Even if it is only slightly disrespectful when it is mentioned, the fear in the bones will instantly surge, and the pressured person can't breathe.
She knew this afterwards, and Luo’s brother reminded her to be 'spoken words', not to stop her from insulting. But she was afraid that she would be rude to that person.
What she wants to say is that Yin Yiyue’s famous master, the singer-in-law of the singer-song, who has traveled for many years, is known as the
Jian Sheng
.
She is really too forgetful, this is not something she can argue about.
He Yan took a deep breath, tried to recover as usual, and his tone weakened. He begged, "Senior, you must go? Then you take me with me, I want to see what the dungeon looks like..."
Although the youth tone was mild, there was no vacillation, but she shook her head.
"Don't make trouble."
When He Wei still wants to say something, he sees that the human figure is like a wave of water, and it is gone from shallow to deep, and disappears in the blink of an eye.
She was shocked and quickly understood. This space magical power, Luo brother can not make it, but now in his hands, can rely on the power of the mountains, the moment in the mountain array.
The girl is annoyed with a grin.

The thick black iron gate slowly opened, and the dark gap gradually expanded. It seemed to be an abyss of choice and finally revealed its true face.
When Luo Mingchuan stepped in, he felt that his breath was stagnation. He was a spiritual repairer. The feeling of being transferred to the real yuan was really bad. At first it was only a weak discomfort, but it was deepened by the falling of the ladder. When he landed, it seemed to be invisible.
The guard has already received an outside communication, carrying an oil lamp, the candle will be extinguished, waiting for him at the entrance.
Luo Mingchuan made a slight salute and said, "There is work."
The guard guarded him from the side, and his voice was hoarse and sullen. "Don't dare."
Luo Mingchuan knows why he came. He understood, in the secret of the purple house, Yin Yue really wants to kill him, others are only with him.
But he did not understand, why did Yin Yin want to put him to death?
It is clear that they met at the Yuanyuan Academy in the past. Although they did not come and go after entering the border, there was no festival.
He looked at the dark and dung dungeon, and his heart was stunned for a while. When I first saw it, the talented young boy fell to the point where it is now.
More leaks sounded in the footsteps, calm and powerful, along the long narrow road, echoed.
Yin Yin, who leaned against the wall, opened his eyes.
Now he is so arrogant that his eyesight is far less than before.
Until the figure is approaching five steps away, the candlestick that will be extinguished will illuminate the face of the person.
Jade crown white skirt, Xuan eye repair eyes...
Luo Mingchuan!
Yin Yi, the more the pupils suddenly tightened! Every muscle in the body instantly tightened and almost jumped up.
Then he tried his best to force himself to relax.
This is the instinctive reaction of the original body to the immediate person. It has reached such a point that the soul remains in the body after leaving.
This has to be... how much hatred? !
The guard will hand over the lantern and will retreat.
Luo Mingchuan looked at the dark cell and tried to scream, "Yin Shidi?"
In the darkness, the sound of the cloth is rubbing, and there is a collision between the chains, which is sharp and sharp.
The prisoner came close with the chain and appeared in the candlelight.
His face was pale and his eyebrows were low.
He wore a simple plain color uniform, no lines, no hair, long hair, and a sloppy draped body.
The large white robe is covered with a dark candlestick on the wide sleeve, and his body is thinner.
The teenager raised his eyes, and a pair of scorpions looked straight up, deep and cold, like the cold stars in the sky.
Luo Mingchuan was awkward.
The consistently keen instinct tells him that there must be something wrong. The Yin Shidi in his impression is not like this.
Juvenile eyes are always cold and gloomy, and occasionally look up at him, making people feel like they are stared at by cold-blooded animals.
But the coldness of the people in front of us is more like the gods standing in the clouds, and the indifference that comes with them.
Let him blink for a moment.
When the school first saw it, I knew that the younger brother was very good. At this time, I looked at it carefully, only to realize that although the young man was not formed, the facial features were completely open, the thin lips were quite nose, and the eyebrows were star-studded.
It is like a statue of a chanting that is carved out of the white fat and white jade.
But there is no fire in the fire.