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If it was normal, Liu Qingge would definitely not be so tidy, but now that he is pulling him, he can barely control the dazed, gritted teeth as he walks: "Remember. Twelve Peaks Sword Trial Conference, I hit you!"

Shen Qingqiu: "..."

Turns out they didn't know each other.

Is it because Liu Qingge beat him back then, and he beat him very hard, so he just asked him to stay and beat him to vent his anger?

Shen Qingqiu said "Oh", led him to the depths of the dòng, and asked again, "Then did I call back later?"

Liu Qingge burned so badly that he didn't forget to add a conceited "hum": "How is that possible."

very good.

Shen Qingqiu put his hand on his shoulder and patted: "Then Senior Brother is going to get it back now."

Then

He kicked Liu Qingge into Madam Meiyin's bathing pool full of rose petals.

"that's it?"

"that's it."

Madam Meiyin bit her nails and said bitterly, "The rose pond of the slave family..."

Chen's house.

Since came to Shuanghu City, naturally had to find something to do. It is necessary to eliminate harm to the people or something. After inquiring about it, it turned out that something strange happened in the Chen residence. Back then, the ferocious skinning demon incarnated as the master's concubine Die'er and hid in the mansion. After being beaten to death on the spot, the wing room she lived in has never been peaceful. Hearing ghosts crying every night was terrifying, and it has not been resolved for many years.

Chen Yuanwai is almost in his old age, with gray hair, and his ambition is still undiminished. A few years ago, Die'er was the only beautiful concubine who supported him, but now they are one on the left and one on the right, and there are two beautiful concubines. The Daughter's Heart was not weakened by the fact that the Flayer had lurked around.

This old man is old, but his memory is not weak, and when he sees Shen Qingqiu, he knows how to shout "Shen Xianshi".

The aloofness of "Shen Xianshi" was the same as before. When he asked about the young man beside him, he finally pulled the corner of his mouth slightly, and Wen Wen replied, "It's my little apprentice back then."

Master Chen said with a smile: "No wonder it looks vaguely familiar. Now that I saw the immortal master and his beloved disciple, I was shocked to realize that so many years have passed."

After some friendly exchanges, it was naturally Luo Binghe who returned to the role of the little secretary for everything. Shen Qingqiu was so happy to stand aside and shut up and pretend to b.

Seeing Luo Binghe, the cool and arrogant Lord of the Demon Realm, as patient as a thoughtful little padded jacket, Shen Qingqiu couldn't help but flutter like a fairy, feeling good, and looking at him, he couldn't help but become more loving. And Luo Binghe was about to come back to look at him after saying a few words, but he couldn't turn back when he looked over. So, a pair of masters and apprentices began to "look at each other" in front of outsiders...

After a long while, Shen Qingqiu suddenly woke up.

How immoral this is!

On the way to the wing, Luo Binghe always wanted to hold his hand. As soon as Shen Qingqiu came here, he was sceptical about others, so he came to tease him, but he didn't let him lead him. If someone from the realm of self-cultivation or someone in the demon world sees this pair of masters and disciples using their own techniques to fight (da), fight (qing), make trouble (ma) make trouble (qiao), Make it nondescript, must vomit three liters of blood.

No one dared to approach the haunted wing of the legend. The natural situation was very strange. Seeing that there was finally no one there, Luo Binghe immediately clinged to him, dawdlingly hugged his waist from behind, put his chin on his shoulder, and complained bitterly: "Master, I feel very uncomfortable."

The yard is still the same yard, it hasn't changed at all, it's just that the anger is quite heavy. Shen Qingqiu listened while observing, humming twice in his nose, indicating that he knew.

Since the two started fooling around together (...), Luo Binghe had to suffer thirty to fifty times a day. It would be uncomfortable to say a few more words to others, it would be uncomfortable to eat two chopsticks less, and it would be uncomfortable to take a shower if the tub was too small for him to get out... His discomfort was like eating broad beans. It came with a click, and disappeared with a click.

"The disciple is smashing through thorns and thorns in the endless abyss, but the master is in a beautiful place, lingering in the flower pond with other men..."

What the hell is "another man", can't you just talk about a colleague or a classmate? !

And what the hell is "Wandering in the Flower Pond". What is there to be envious of when one person kicks another person into a cold puddle in the barren mountains and ridges where demons dance wildly!

When Tucao Crazy Demon was about to go online, Luo Binghe continued to whisper softly, "Does Master still remember what happened here?"

certainly!

This is not the place where he used the simple mode for the first time!

...well just kidding.

How could he not remember that this was the first time he had been pitted against Luo Binghe.

At that time, in order to save his life, he almost let the skinning devil hit Luo Binghe's Heavenly Spirit Cover.This is a relatively unkind thing to do, and now feel frightened when think about it, and Shen Qingqiu is embarrassed to think about it.

Standing at this former "crime scene", Shen Qingqiu felt ashamed, and he couldn't help softening a bit.The Tucao Maniac wilted as soon as it was about to go online.He backhanded it and patted Luo Binghe's cheek: "Don't be petty. Today, the master agreed to a request for you. For now, let's put an end to the evil thing here."