You've never seen such a righteous villain [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 105 One point of consonance must lead to darkness

When Lu Qianchuan and Mo Chenyuan sat opposite each other for a cup of tea, the air between them was almost stagnant.

Mo Chenyuan looked at the calm-faced Lu Qianchuan calmly, and his doubts became more and more serious, and he was about to suspect that the person in front of him was not Lu Qianchuan at all.

"I never thought that there would be a day for me to sit down like this and drink tea with Mr. Hanchuan." Mo Chenyuan pointed at the teacup, his eyes were deep, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his lips.

At first glance, this sentence was just a sentence of emotion, but both of them knew well that what Mo Chenyuan was referring to was the matter that Lu Qianchuan drove him out of Wanlingzong back then.

Lu Qianchuan lowered his eyes: "Occasionally, it's not bad."

Mo Chenyuan sneered.

Anyone who faces a person who has cut off all his hopes will definitely have a bad mood and complexion.

The sarcasm in his eyes became more and more serious, he leaned lightly on the back of the chair behind him, and said coolly: "Could it be that Wanlingzong has reached the end of the mountain, that Mr. Hanchuan can swallow his anger so much, and he doesn't even dislike me as a 'eating inside out'" Is it a crime?"

Lu Qianchuan's eyelashes trembled, but he didn't answer.

In the original text, Lu Qianchuan expelled Mo Chenyuan from the Wanling Sect on the grounds that Mo Chenyuan colluded with the demons to murder his fellow sect, which led Mo Chenyuan, who had nowhere to go, to the death zone of the demons.

The person on the opposite side is the original owner, and this matter is a knot that cannot be eliminated no matter what.

Instead of talking too much and making him misunderstand even more, it's better to keep silent and pretend that you are the original Lu Qianchuan.

Sure enough, when he didn't speak, the suspicion in Mo Chenyuan's eyes dissipated a bit.

"I'm talking about the central matter, so you're speechless?" Mo Chenyuan sneered, faintly showing a bit of pride in winning back a victory.

Lu Qianchuan sighed softly: "It's been so many years, I have nothing to say."

Mo Chenyuan snorted coldly and turned his head.

The tense atmosphere has not yet dissipated, and there is a kind of sharpness all over his body.

Even so, his eyes drifted towards Lu Qianchuan uncontrollably, with a strong sense of inquiry, secretly guessing Lu Qianchuan's purpose.

Today's Lu Qianchuan is different from the Lu Qianchuan he has seen every time in the past.

If the previous Lu Qianchuan was a sharp unsheathed sword, then the one sitting in front of him now is a spirit sword in its sheath.

He is a little more tolerant and gentle than before.The two were clearly so close, but he couldn't feel the slightest bit of disgust and hostility that was so obvious before.

His curiosity about this change surpassed his disgust for Lu Qianchuan himself, if not for this, he would not have sat in this disgusting room for so long.

But it's been long enough.

This thought flashed in his mind for a moment, and he gently lowered his eyelashes, covering up the murderous intent that gradually surged in the crimson pupils.

The tea in front of him no longer radiates heat, Mo Chenyuan brushed off the non-existent dust on his sleeves, and said lightly: "Enough talking, let's do it."

Two sword lights, red and blue, exploded at the same time, and two figures, one white and one black, jumped out of the room at the same time. There was a crisp metal impact sound, and the spirit flow exploded around the two of them.

The sound was deafening.

Lu Qianchuan and Mo Chenyuan fought evenly, more and more spirit currents burst and collided, and more than half of the peach forest in the middle of Qianshu was destroyed in an instant.

Fortunately, it was in the hallucination, Lu Qianchuan didn't feel very distressed, and concentrated on seeing and dismantling the tricks.

"boom--"

Another cluster of spiritual currents exploded behind him, Lu Qianchuan remained expressionless, and his attention was glued to Mo Chenyuan's sharp sword tip.

The number of his exercises is different from that of the original Lu Qianchuan, and the moves used by this Mo Chenyuan are also different from the Mo Chenyuan he knows, so neither of them can predict the other's next move.

Just when they were all guessing what the other party would do next, a cluster of crimson rays of light brushed past Lu Qianchuan's ears, and accurately attacked Mo Chenyuan who was opposite him.

Mo Chenyuan reacted extremely quickly, with a slight movement of his feet, he dodged the sudden attack in an instant.

Both of them were caught off guard, subconsciously looking in the direction of the red light.

In the scorched peach grove, another Mo Chenyuan stood tall, the blood in his hand was astonishingly dazzling.