☆、Chapter 33 Reunion 2.0

Shen Qingqiu looked at the young man who was so familiar yet seemed unfamiliar, his limbs stiff and his throat aching.

Didn't it make a comeback after five years?

Shouldn't Luo Binghe be smashing through thorns, refining swords and killing monsters in the endless hell now? Why did he appear in the encirclement of Huanhua Palace in advance? !

Why two years in advance!

Why rush for success! Leveling up too fast is not guaranteed, Brother Luo!

Shen Qingqiu had the urge to turn around and rush downstairs, out of Jinlan City, out of this hellish world, but when he took the first step back, Gongyi Xiao blocked him, and he asked if he could die. Senior Shen? Why do you suddenly back off?"

...You are too good at looking at the occasion, the time, the face, and your face, Mr. Gongyi!

Behind him, a low and soft voice came: "Master?"

Shen Qingqiu stiffened his neck and turned his head slowly.

It was just an action, but when he did it now, he felt that the head on the neck weighed several thousand pounds. Luo Binghe's perfect face was more terrifying than anything in his eyes at this time.

What's even more terrifying is that the expression on this face now is not frosty, not hiding a knife in a smile, but a kind of tenderness and amiability that go deep into the bones.

I'll go, don't do this, it's scary!

The more tenderly Luo Binghe laughed, the more soul-crushing his opponent would be when he ended up. This was definitely not a joke.

Shen Qingqiu's entire body was stuck at the entrance of the stairs, unable to go up or down, a layer of cold hairs on his back.

Luo Binghe approached slowly, and said softly, "It really is Master."

His voice was light and fluttering, but every word uttered between his lips and teeth was like the sound of footsteps in the attic when he took every step, making Shen Qingqiu feel like playing a high-altitude bungee jumping and ice bucket challenge.

The tiger's head guillotine is already on the neck, and it has to be attached to it! Shen Qingqiu calmed down, bit his head, pinched the fan bone in his right hand, and the blue veins were faintly highlighted, flicked the hem of his blue shirt with his left hand, raised his foot, and finally stepped onto the second floor.

As soon as he stood up, he was about to burst into tears.

When Luo Binghe participated in the Immortal Alliance Conference, he was still looking at him, but now, Shen Qingqiu has to raise his head a little to be able to look at him, and his aura has dropped a lot!

Fortunately, Shen Qingqiu has been pretending to be B for many years and has a lot of experience. No matter what the inside is, at least the calm expression has grown on the flesh of his face. After a long while, he squeezed a sentence out of his throat: "...What the hell is going on."

Luo Binghe smiled slightly, as if he didn't intend to answer.

On the contrary, a group of disciples from Huan Hua Palace behind him blocked them with a hula.

Only then did Shen Qingqiu realize that the attitude of these disciples was very wrong.

In his early years, Shen Qingqiu was considered to be a master-level figure who swept across the north and south of the river, not to mention the juniors of different factions, even if they met, there were few people who did not deliberately greet him. However, these Huanhua Palace disciples seem to be full of hostility towards him, all of them have bad eyes, and some have already turned on their weapons. In addition, Luo Binghe stood there without speaking, a group of well-known and decent teenagers, looking like a group of horses who were ready to swarm up to fight for the boss immediately, or the lackeys of the devil world who were going to kill and set fire at any time...

Did you make a mistake, boys, don't rush to act as bodyguards, do you want to protect the one behind you? ! It's not bad that he doesn't come to harm people. The person who really needs protection is me! It's me!

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Gongyi Xiao came in the middle and scolded in a low voice, "Put the sword away, what a formality!"

Everyone restrained, and those who drew their swords were reluctant to put them back into their sheaths, but their hostility towards Shen Qingqiu did not go down.

No wonder. No wonder Gongyi Xiao was not the one leading the team this time. If in the past, when the most respected disciple said something, how could these same sects dare to show their faces. But now there is Luo Binghe, who is the first-class brainwashing skill after blackening, and he is the absolute center. In 10,000 years, no one else can be the leader.

But Shen Qingqiu was about to have a concussion, and he still couldn't understand, when did Luo Binghe sneak into the Huanhua Palace? According to the progress of the original work, it will be at least two years later!

The two sides stood stiffly for a while, and suddenly, a beautiful girl in a goose-yellow shirt came out next to her, weeping: "You guys are still thinking about this, Mr. Luo... Mr. Luo has been harmed by that traitor, so he can't Think about it first!"

Only then did Shen Qingqiu notice that there was a human figure in the corner, which was the fake old lady just now.

He looked at Luo Binghe again, and saw that the latter's sleeve seemed to have been cut off by the sword energy, revealing a small half of his wrist. Luo Binghe's complexion was very pale, and the red spots on his wrists were particularly dazzling.

He blurted out subconsciously, "Are you infected?"

Luo Binghe glanced at him, shook his head and said sincerely: "It's okay. It's fine for everyone."

With such a selfless and considerate appearance, for a split second, Shen Qingqiu almost thought that this was the little sheep that bleated under his knees and loved to eat grass in the past.

However, the disciples of the Huanhua Palace were really able to break his cold water, and said yin and yang strangely, "Young Master Luo has contracted this plague. Senior Shen is probably very happy, right?"

... Shen Qingqiu began to seriously think about where and when he had sinned against the entire Huan Hua Palace.

Gongyi Xiao looked at Shen Qingqiu's face, very embarrassed, turned around and rebuked, "Shut up!"

Shen Qingqiu looked indifferent. As an elder who has been famous for many years, he will never entangle with the young man who has been brainwashed by the male protagonist. He only lowered his hand, and his sleeves naturally covered the back of his hand that had red spots after touching the fake old lady just now.

The disciple who opened the mouth with a half-faced pockmark was reprimanded, and he closed his mouth angrily, still unconvinced. Qin Wanyue said sadly: "It's all our fault. If it wasn't for our protection just now, you wouldn't be able to..."

Shen Qingqiu already had a guess about what the popular things in the city might be, and he really wanted to use a loudspeaker to shout in her ear: Young girl, wake up! That's not a plague at all!

Shen Qingqiu dared to use his youth and egg pain guarantee that he had chased more than 20 million words of serialization in those years: Number one! For Luo Binghe, the demon hybrid, this thing is probably as painless as normal saline or glucose!

second! If Luo Binghe was dragged down by others, or to save someone who was injured, don't think about it, it was definitely his intention! Do you know what is the fastest way to brush up the positive value and favorability of your image?

Shen Qingqiu couldn't stand the mourning atmosphere in the Huanhua Palace. Of course, what he couldn't bear more was the feeling of silently looking at Luo Binghe, as if they were waiting for the other party to speak first.

He braced himself and prepared to do something serious. Without looking sideways, he walked over to the fake old lady's body, pulled out the Xiu Ya sword, slapped the black cloth into pieces, and exposed the body inside.

Sure enough.

This "person" looks ordinary, and can't tell the difference between men and women. But that's not the point.

The terrifying point is that its whole body is scarlet, as if it had been thrown into boiling water from head to toe and cooked to the heart, but its body was intact and not boiled.

Shen Qingqiu said, "It's a sower."

Sower is a profession of the Demon Race. Generally speaking, Shen Qingqiu is understood as a farmer, a farmer, or a wholesaler of fodder in the demon world.

Due to geographical and racial reasons, many creatures in the demon world, including some demons with slightly heavier tastes, have peculiar physiological needs. Specifically, they like to eat rotten things. The more rotten the better, the ones that have crawled maggots are even more delicious and nutritious.

But where did so much rot come from?

That's what the sower does.

Any non-demon* creatures they approached or touched would experience limb festering within a short period of time. This kind of manor cauldron was once popular in the demon world: the manor owner grabbed hundreds of living people from the human world at one time, locked them in one place like animals, and let the sowers in. In less than seven days, when it is almost rotten, at this time, the door can be opened. You can choose to let people out to eat, or go in and eat yourself.

This weird eating habit is very disgusting. But fortunately, the ancient celestial demon family belongs to the most elegant and traditional bloodline of the demon clan, which is equivalent to the ancient nobles of the demon world. In all aspects, the B-class is not comparable to the ordinary citizens of the demon world, and it has no connection with this kind of curious taste. Otherwise, no matter how handsome Luo Binghe is, he may not be able to withstand such a bizarre setting that is unacceptable both physically and psychologically. Think about it, how heartbroken the girls would be if they kissed him hahaha!

Because this profession is too anti-human, it aroused the monstrous anger of the monks in the human world, and launched the slaughter of the sower, and even many unsung heroes risked being corrupted and perished with them. In less than ten years, the sowers were almost wiped out, and it was hard to even see the demon world. It was unheard of by ordinary monks, and it was normal. When Shen Qingqiu had nothing to do, he took the old and messy old books on Qingjing Peak as a novel to read, and it was clear.

He clearly made a very constructive judgment, but unfortunately, he was not taken seriously. Only Qin Wanyue said politely, "Young Master Luo had already guessed what the senior said, and just now, he has already told us about the sower in detail." After speaking, he followed the surrounding Huanhua Palace disciples with admiration. Longing eyes looked up at Luo Binghe, as if his face was full of golden light.

Appeared! Is this the legendary halo of wisdom that "no matter what the male protagonist says, others will feel the absolute crushing of his IQ and experience" from his words!

Luo Binghe looked at Shen Qingqiu, and said softly, "Everything I know is taught by Master."

... The scary thing is that Shen Qingqiu really felt that his face had a soft glow!

Damn it. It's finally the day when the villain won't even let the B-frame play, and only let the male protagonist stand out alone? [Manual bye bye]

Shen Qingqiu really had no way of wasting his life in this weird atmosphere. Logically, the sower was killed by Huan Hua Palace, and they also have the right to dispose of the corpse. Shen Qingqiu said, "In that case, can this corpse be borrowed for a look? Maybe Junior Brother Mu will find something, so it's better to develop it as soon as possible. come up with ways to fight the epidemic.”

Luo Binghe nodded and said, "Everything is according to Master. Then the disciple will deliver the body."

Shen Qingqiu was so cold that his hair stood on end when he called him a master. He finally had a deep understanding of the original work's feelings towards someone like Luo Binghe who hides a knife in a smile, because he has no idea what Luo Binghe wants to do!

Withdrew and flicked his sleeves, he left. After leaving this abandoned building, Shen Qingqiu was still in a state of devastating blows. He was dizzy when he walked, and the soles of his feet were crooked. Gongyi Xiao chased after him, seeing Shen Qingqiu's pale face and a dazed expression, he said in a panic, "Senior Shen, I'm very sorry. In fact, I've always known about it, but the teacher has a life, and the matter of Mr. Luo in the Huanhua Palace must be kept strictly confidential and must not be shared. , the offenders are expelled, so I dare not tell the truth.”

Shen Qingqiu: "I just ask you, how did he get to your place?"

Gongyi Xiao said, "It's Junior Sister Qin, who rescued Luo Gongzi who was seriously injured and comatose by the side of Luochuan last year."

last year. In just one year, Gongyi Xiao was kicked down from his confidant status. It seems that Luo Binghe's invasion of Huanhua Palace was not only earlier than the original timeline, but also improved the efficiency. By the way, Gongyi Xiao is indeed a cannon fodder who was constantly kicked from the first place by the male protagonist!

Shen Qingqiu said, "Since he was rescued by you, why didn't he go back to Cang Qiong Mountain?"

Gongyi Xiao paid attention to Shen Qingqiu's face, and said cautiously: "After being rescued and woken up, it seems that Luo Gongzi doesn't want to mention the past, and even revealed when he said goodbye... He won't return to the Cang Qiong Mountain Sect, I hope Huan Hua Palace can treat him The whereabouts are kept secret, and it seems that he intends to roam the world. The family teacher likes him very much, so he continues to keep him, although he is not a master and a disciple, but he treats him like a direct disciple. "

see.

Luo Binghe's performance is exactly the standard little white flower who has suffered and endured silently. It's easy to guess, why don't you go back? Maybe it was the Cang Qiong Mountain faction, especially Shen Qingqiu, who felt sorry for him. There must be some unspeakable secrets in the misinformation of the death at the Immortal Alliance Conference.

No wonder the Huanhua Palace disciples were hostile to him just now. Luo Binghe's brainwashing skills are not formidable, just by looking at them just now, they seemed to be following his lead, and they knew what Luo Binghe's status in the palace was now.

A disciple of Sect A went to Sect B for a trip. From the top to the bottom, Sect B cried and called for him to stay and hid it from other sects—what an unscientific and unreasonable thing. But this kind of thing is completely logical under the light of the male protagonist's halo!

Shen Qingqiu was silent, Gongyi Xiao thought that he was sad and disappointed, and that his beloved disciple was not dead, but he would rather hang around than go back to see him, saying: "Senior Shen, don't worry too much, Lord Luo may just have some knots in his heart for a while. It has not been solved yet. He never left the Huanhua Palace before, but this time he asked to come, which shows that there has been a turning point. However, the younger brothers and sisters...cough, in this matter, there is a misunderstanding of the seniors, I hope you don't bother with them."

Shen Qingqiu's heart was blocked in the river.

The positive prestige that he has worked so hard to build for many years still can't stand the male protagonist if he wants to be black. He is beautiful.

Not right! Actually, it's not black at all. Because he was not wronged at all, he really kicked people into the abyss!

I just can't find any reason to justify myself!

Shen Qingqiu said, "What about you? Why didn't you misunderstand?"

Gongyi Xiao was stunned, and immediately said, "Although I don't know what happened in the Jedi Valley, I believe that senior is definitely not someone who will harm the disciples."

Well, let me tell you why... Because you and I are both cannon fodder on the opposite side of the hero, so we can understand and sympathize with each other's situation better.

The group of Huanhua Palace followed, Shen Qingqiu inadvertently glanced back, only to see Luo Binghe looking at this side. He folded his arms and stood on the sidelines.

When Shen Qingqiu saw him now, he felt that his heart was much weaker, and he was often like a small boat caught in rough seas and storms. For example, now, although Luo Binghe was not close to him, and he kept a decent smile on his face, the pair of dark eyes were piercing and penetrating, and Shen Qingqiu suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

Uncle, uncle! What's the matter with you - the two cannon fodders have offended you by talking and hugging each other to warm each other? !

As soon as I arrived at the door of the Jinzi Weapons Shop, I heard the noise inside almost knocking off the roof. This is all a good thing Liu Qingge has done. He was in charge of the coolies, and after splitting up, he went out to catch the experimental subjects for Mu Qingfang. People in the city were panicking, and no one was willing to cooperate. At this time, they could not care so much, and could only use force to solve the problem. What's more, Liu Qingge is not a patient and reasonable person at all. His style is very in line with the tradition of Baizhan Peak. He went out directly, grabbed a dozen burly men, and tied them to the forging table behind the lobby. It has now become Mu Qingfang's research site and test bed. A group of big men, screaming and crying, did not lose to women.

Shen Qingqiu went to the underground treasury and explained a series of changes in talent to others. For the time being, I will not mention it before I am infected.

Master Wuchen said again to Amitabha: "Thanks to the fellow Daoists in Cangqiong Mountain, things have finally made progress."

Shen Qingqiu said: "I'm afraid it's not that simple. The infected people cannot infect each other, and according to the ancient books on Qingjing Peak, the largest range of sowing seeds is only three hundred people. With such a large infection range in the entire city, there must be more than one sower."

Singer Liu Qing put it on the hilt of the sword and stood up. Shen Qingqiu knew that he was an activist, so he left as soon as he said it, and now he was going out to find other sowers, so he hurriedly said, "Wait! I have one more thing to say."

Mu Qingfang: "Senior brother, please speak?"

Shen Qingqiu didn't know how to speak, and after a moment of hesitation, he said, "Luo Binghe is back."

The crowd didn't respond much. Originally, among the three, Master Wuchen from Zhaohua Temple did not know who Luo Binghe was, and Mu Qingfang seldom cared about anything other than medicine, Taoism and pharmacology, so Liu Qingge frowned and said in surprise, "That apprentice of yours? Didn't he die at the hands of the demons at the Xianmeng Conference?"

Shen Qingqiu found it more and more difficult to explain: "...I didn't die. I came back alive. Sigh." He said in annoyance, "You and I should go to the city first. I'll elaborate on this later."

Mu Qingfang said, "That's fine. I'll deal with the remaining sowers earlier, so that there will be fewer lives lost. It's time for me to see those patients too."

As soon as he said it, Shen Qingqiu remembered that the set of silvery and bright surgical instruments that Mu Qingfang had to carry with him, all the knives and needles, were spread out, like a forensic autopsy scene, and there were thousands of them in the infinite space. Hundreds of bottles and jars with different labels, the words and instructions on the labels are just like the taste and efficacy of the contents in the bottles and jars. It is estimated that the group of big men next to the forging table above will really overturn the roof later.

Shen Qingqiu laughed dryly, and was about to follow Liu Qingge out of the cellar when suddenly, without warning, his heartbeat seemed to amplify hundreds of times, and his movements also stagnated for a while.

Liu Qingge noticed the abnormality and immediately asked, "What's wrong?"

Shen Qingqiu didn't answer. He tried to throw a spiritual power crit with his right hand, but the weak spiritual current flew through intermittently, without causing a spark.

I'm leaning on such a critical shutdown, are you playing with me? !

Mu Qingfang whispered, "'No solution'."

Liu Qingge pressed his pulse, paused for a moment, and pressed him back decisively: "Sit down. Wait."

What are you waiting for? ! Waiting for Luo Binghe to come to the door? ! Shen Qingqiu suddenly stood up: "I'll go out with you."

Liu Qingge: "Don't get in the way."

Great, you are the master of Baizhan Peak, who is one husband and one who is invincible! What's the matter with taking me a fly!

Mu Qingfang said, "Senior Brother Shen, have you taken your medicine today?"

Shen Qingqiu really wanted to look up to the sky and shout, "I didn't give up on treatment!!!"

I obviously took my medicine on time this month! He also asked Liu Juju to help him get through his spiritual veins on time! Why did it happen inexplicably, it was just a bolt from the blue!

At this time, the system suddenly came to a reminder: [Protagonist's coolness +100]

go away!

Do you mean "Shen Qingqiu is unlucky, the male lead is very cool"? !

Dare not to be so vague, there is a kind of system that makes it clear why the points are suddenly added!

Mu Qingfang said again: "Senior Brother Shen, don't be stubborn. Senior Brother Liu is also for your own good. During the attack, you tried to run around to get your work done, and the damage was huge. You stay here to rest, and I will go to make medicine. When Senior Brother Liu comes back, I will help you. Open the spiritual veins."

Shen Qingqiu stood up three times, but was pressed back by Liu Qingge, Mu Qingfang's tone was like educating a bear child, and she said helplessly: "That's good. Junior Brother Liu, listen to me, the sower has scarlet skin and is extremely infectious. Don't rush forward and attack from a long distance when you encounter a suspicious person with a similar appearance. When you come back, be sure to come to my room, and I have something important to discuss with you."

The last sentence was the most important, Shen Qingqiu deliberately accentuated his words.

It takes a thousand days to keep an army at a time, Liu Da, you must cover me!

After Liu Mu and the others left the cellar, Wuchen pondered: "Xianshi Shen, don't you think it's strange? The demon world has been silent for a long time, but in recent years, there has been a comeback. At the last conference of the Immortal Alliance, many rare monsters came back into the world. And This time in Jinlan City, there is a sower who has been extinct for a hundred years, and Lao Na is worried, this... I am afraid it is not a good sign."

Not only that, but these sowers are obviously strengthening boards. The original sowers had absolutely no rules about how far the infected could be from them. Shen Qingqiu felt the same way: "The person that Master worries about is exactly what I can't rest assured."

yes. Luo Binghe was supposed to stay under the abyss for another two years, but he was released early. Could this be such a good omen!

After Master Wuchen was infected, his body was greatly damaged, and his energy was exhausted. He became tired after sitting and talking, so Shen Qingqiu placed him to lie down and quietly exited the cellar as much as possible.Wuchen hid in the cellar because he couldn't see the light or the wind, but Shen Qingqiu's room was on the second floor of the weapon shop's inner hall.Liu Qingge hadn't come back yet. At this time, he wanted to sleep but couldn't sleep, so he sat at the table in a daze.For a while, I thought about Luo Binghe, the little sheep who used to be called Shizun all day behind me, and for a while I thought about that black lotus flower Luo Binghe, who was just separated by a layer and made people feel uncomfortable all over. I wish I could just pull out my hair.

After a while, someone knocked on the door twice.Neither light nor heavy.

Shen Qingqiu stood up abruptly from the table: "Junior Brother Liu? Come in when it's almost midnight!"

The door slammed open suddenly to both sides.

Luo Binghe stood at the door of the room, with his back against the boundless darkness, with his hands behind his back, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, but there seemed to be a thousand feet of cold in his eyes.

He squinted his eyes and said, "Master, how are you?"