☆、The villain is so cute

However, this is the fantasy realm of the dream demon. He is best at using the deepest emotions in people's hearts to arouse their most primitive fear or anger and pain, and break down the psychological defense line. (Allegedly) for hundreds of years no one has been able to break free from it.

Shen Qingqiu has always wanted to complain about this point set in the original work, but since he said it so arrogantly, it was solved by Luo Binghe and Ning Yingying's two and a half-year-old furry children, who were dragged and tugged at the bitterness. It's too disrespectful to the seniors of the demon race!

Luo Binghe suddenly rushed forward, as if he wanted to open the homeless children who were beating him at a young age, but his fist passed through their bodies vainly, unable to dispel the illusion at all. The fists and feet still hit the small body like rain.

Shen Qingqiu intercepted Luo Binghe's fist in time, stabilized his body, and said calmly: "Did you see it? You can't touch them. This is just a trap of the Dream Demon."

If it was the Luo Binghe after he had hung up, 10,000 dream demons combined would be nothing but a trick in his eyes, but the current Luo Binghe, the demon bloodline in his body has not yet awakened, and he has been trapped in the dark. in memories and dreams. All he could see was his powerlessness.

Suddenly, the scene of the alley where the two were distorted and turned into another scene.

Shen Qingqiu had a bad heart, and he was caught off guard by two consecutive kills!

This is a dilapidated hut. There is only one bed, a crooked small table, a dim oil lamp on the table, and a small bench.

There was a haggard old woman lying on the bed. She tried her best to sit up, but she couldn't. A small figure rushed in outside the door. Luo Binghe, who was only in his early ten years and had a tender face, supported the woman with the jade pendant around his neck, and said anxiously, "Mother, why are you getting up again? Can you rest?"

The woman coughed and said, "It doesn't get any better when I lie down, so I might as well get up and wash my clothes."

Xiao Luo Binghe said, "I've already done all the work for my mother, and my mother will lie down and wait for me to prepare the medicine for you. After taking the medicine, you will feel better, and then work again."

Shen Qingqiu knew about this episode for a long time, but when it was actually played out in front of his eyes, he couldn't be indifferent.

The woman's face was ashen, and she was already terminally ill, and her life was not long. She smiled and touched the top of Luo Binghe's head: "Binghe is really good."

Xiao Luo Binghe raised his face, forced a smile and said, "Mother would you like something to eat?"

The woman said: "I'm losing my appetite now. The white porridge that our young master poured last time, I want to try it a little bit, and I don't know if there is any left in the kitchen."

Xiao Luo Binghe nodded vigorously and said, "I'll go and ask my mother!"

"Just ask. If you don't have any leftovers, just get some other light soup and water, as long as you can fill your stomach."

Xiao Luo Binghe ran out like a gust of wind. The woman lay down for a while, then took out the needle and thread from under the pillow and began to make female red.

The lights in the house are getting dim. Luo Binghe was confused and reached out to grab something. Shen Qingqiu grabbed his hand and said sternly: "Luo Binghe! See clearly, this is not your mother, and you are no longer that child who is humiliated and unable to fight back!"

One of the lethal powers of nightmares is that the more excited the trapped person is, the more traumatized the mind will be. As Luo Binghe is now, it is extremely unstable, and it is very harmful to his primordial spirit.

Second, you must remember that you must never attack the "characters" that appear in your dreams.

All "people" are formed by the consciousness and mind of the dream host. Once you attack them, you are actually attacking your own brain. There are many people who don't know this point, or can't control their emotions, they attack the "people" who have hurt them in their dreams, and they have fallen into a long sleep since then.

Judging from the current situation, if Luo Binghe fell into a long sleep, Shen Qingqiu would also be trapped in his dream along with him.

The surrounding scenery is unpredictable. Suddenly, he turned into Xiao Luo Binghe, begging the luxuriously dressed young son to give his adoptive mother a bowl of porridge to eat; The axe, carrying the bucket, walked slower and slower on the long stairs; the only precious jade was snatched away and could never be found again...

Chaotic scenes piled up one after another. At this moment, Luo Binghe couldn't see or hear anything except these scattered pictures and memories, only those moments of resentment, despair, pain, helplessness, and rage, at this moment, his brain exploded into a ball, churning in his chest and mind. interest.

This nightmare is a collection of ups and downs and wounds in this young man's short ten years of life, Luo Binghe has completely fallen into it! His breath was extremely unstable, and his eyes were abnormally red.

Shen Qingqiu felt that it was really dangerous to stand beside him!

The only way to solve the nightmare attack is to resolve the knot in one's own consciousness, and the nightmare will be self-defeating. Luo Binghe clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles rattled, and a vague spiritual power flowed around his body.

Shen Qingqiu saw that his desire to attack was increasing, and said sternly: "Calm down! Don't shoot at the illusion, even if you hit it, you will only hurt yourself!"

But Luo Binghe couldn't listen to him at all. He raised his right hand, and a fierce crit flew out of his palm, slashing the people who were laughing wildly in the illusion!

Shen Qingqiu let out a cry in his heart, no matter how painful it was, his body still snatched it up very consciously, and blocked this critical attack before the illusion.

At this time, Luo Binghe was slightly shorter than him, and he was just hit in the lower abdomen.

In an instant, Shen Qingqiu felt as if he had been kicked by an elephant's leg, and his eyes were blackened. If this was not a dream, I'm afraid that a mouthful of Ling Xiao's blood would have already spit out...

As expected of the protagonist!

Shen Qingqiu burst into tears. He is obviously just a little disciple, so why can he hit such a powerful crit... It seems that since he turned on the OOC function, not only has he still not achieved much, but he has been doing self-sacrifice in addition to blocking the knife. A good meat shield has wood!

With Luo Binghe's attack, the illusions around him were shattered, and the figures and objects were broken into thousands of pieces like glass. The illusion they were in turned into a remote wilderness forest. The lonely moon of cold gold hangs high above the head, and the sky is dark blue.

As soon as the illusion dissipated, Luo Binghe's consciousness suddenly became clear. He first stared blankly at Shen Qingqiu, who couldn't stand and knelt down on one knee. Then he looked down at his palm, and there was a trace of residual spiritual power flowing through his fingertips. He vaguely remembered what he had done just now, and his expression changed Suddenly pale.

Luo Binghe rushed to Shen Qingqiu's side and supported him, anxious and regretful: "Master! You, why didn't you call back!"

According to Shen Qingqiu's spiritual power, he could completely return him a critical attack. The collision of the two spiritual powers could not only defuse Luo Binghe's attack, but also rebound and hit him back.

Shen Qingqiu said from the bottom of his heart, "Silly child". He smiled weakly and said, "...I didn't want you to get hurt. If I hit you back and hurt you, would it still make sense?"

Luo Binghe listened to the weak voice of the master, and had the heart to beat him to death with one palm, "But now it is the master who is hurt... the disciple will die!"

Not long after the three competitions with the Demon World, the master was injured because of himself, and this time he was directly hit by him!

Shen Qingqiu saw that the self-blame and sadness on the child's face were almost overflowing, so he was very kind, and comforted: "It's better for the teacher to cultivate than you, it doesn't matter how many times you suffer."

Luo Binghe would rather Shen Qingqiu beat him fiercely and scold him for venting his anger, or ignore him and sneer like before. He felt more comfortable, but Shen Qingqiu was still so soft-spoken that he was speechless. just don't know what to do.

After a while, Luo Binghe said in a low voice, "It's all my fault."

No no no not your fault. In the early stage, you really took the route of waste cute and soft little white flowers. How can blame you?

Shen Qingqiu thought that Luo Binghe had fallen into the entanglement and self-reflection of a good person again, and patiently guided: "It's none of your business. The demons in the demon world are despicable and hard to guard against. However, if you don't want to encounter similar things in the future, You can only get stronger."

This is a monster world where the weak eat the strong. To become stronger is the only way to ensure that you will not follow the crowd and become cannon fodder in this world!

Luo Binghe thought for a moment, but did not speak, suddenly raised his head, his eyes fixed on Shen Qingqiu.

Shen Qingqiu's heart skipped a beat.

Luo Binghe's obsidian-like eyes reflected a more dazzling brilliance than the reflection of the stars and moon.

This... this look!

This kind of protagonist's eyes full of "firm belief" and "burning fighting spirit"!

Could it be that... I have become the star of the protagonist's life? !

Luo Binghe knelt down beside Shen Qingqiu and said in a sonorous voice, "I understand."

Shen Qingqiu: Wait a minute, what do you understand? Can you just say half of the words every time? tell me the back!

He didn't notice that Luo Binghe didn't refer to himself as "disciple" in these words. Luo Binghe clenched his fists tightly, opened his mouth again, and said word by word, "From now on, this kind of thing... I will never let it happen again."

Let the master protect the weak and powerless self, let the master be injured because of this... These things will never happen again!

Shen Qingqiu calmly said "uh".

……what happened.Suddenly there is a feeling of "it's so reassuring to be covered by the protagonist". What is going on?!

Rest in peace, this person is going to cut you into a stick from now on, so be clear, Shen Qingqiu!

Being a mentor on the protagonist's life path, Shen Qingqiu, who has obtained the Max of vanity, is not only satisfied, but also a little uncomfortable.

Oh shit.Originally, the belief of "strengthening and protecting the important people" should have been started after the protagonist saw the pitiful and slightly panting appearance of the heroine who was injured in order to help him.In this sense, didn't the system really add all the roles of the heroine to labor and capital?