☆、Chapter 43

At first glance, that disciple was actually quite ordinary. Mixed in a bunch of Huanhua Palace disciples, he was timid, his eyes dodged.

The reason why Shen Qingqiu noticed him was because he had one color on his face, one color on his neck, and two different colors on his left hand and right hand. Moreover, he neither drew his sword nor glared at him, but kept rubbing his head among the disciples of Huanhua Palace, like a pickpocket waiting for an opportunity to steal.

In Shen Qingqiu's knowledge, there is only one kind of person who would behave like this.

Ming Fan said anxiously: "Little Junior Sister! Junior Sister, what happened to you?"

Ning Yingying was stunned for a while, as if she had been beaten stupidly, then she finally reacted and fought back with her sword. Shen Qingqiu saw an old cat lazily curling its tail in the sun and licking its fur. He picked it up and threw it into the wine shop.

The old cat was frightened, screamed, and scurried between the two groups of people, Shen Qingqiu lowered his head and shouted, "Heizi, don't run!" and went in. Inexplicably, a person entered, and both sides were stunned. Ning Yingying was a little hesitant to make a move for fear of hurting innocent people. The little palace lord didn't care about that much, he picked up the whip and beat it anyway. While chasing the old cat, Shen Qingqiu ran around all over the house, shouting, "Xiao Hua" and "Grey Hui" a bunch of messy names were put on the cat's head. During the scuffle, Ning Yingying was obviously reluctant to make random moves, but she always felt that her elbow was being held up, and her shoulder was being shoved, and the long sword danced like a flash without her manipulation. Suddenly, there were two loud "papa" sounds, and the little palace lord covered his face, dumbfounded, and froze.

Both groups of people saw Ning Yingying waving her arms just now, and slapped her in the face with bows from left and right. At this time, they all stopped fighting.

Ming Fan cheered, "Junior sister, you played well!"

Ning Yingying said weakly, "...No, actually...it's not me..."

Ming Fan encouraged: "Don't be afraid, if you hit it, hit it! Everyone knows that she did it first. We Cang Qiong Mountain's Qingjing Peak, we are afraid of a Huanhua Palace?"

Ning Yingying: "No, it's really not me..."

Ming Fan: "The disciples of Qingjing Peak have been beaten, and they must pay back twice!"

Shen Qingqiu applauded in his heart: Ming Fan is such a promising kid, right, right, that's what I meant!

Tears flickered in the little palace lord's eyes, Shen Qingqiu got into the Huanhua Palace disciples, and finally caught the old cat who was screaming, smoothing his hair while comforting: "My dear, I'm catching you. Don't be afraid. what."

No matter how stupid you are, you should see that something is wrong.

The little palace master held his face and stared at him with resentment: "Hey! Who are you? You dare to tease me like this?"

The disciples of Huanhua Palace surrounded him and shouted, "The Palace Master is asking you!"

Shen Qingqiu bent down to let the cat go, straightened up, pointed at the sneaky disciple who shrank at the end, and said, "Why don't you ask, who is he?"

Everyone's eyes immediately focused on the man.

The little palace master just glanced out of the corner of his eyes, but who knew that the more he looked at it, the more wrong it became, and he couldn't care about Shen Qingqiu for the time being. He turned his head and asked suspiciously, "...Who are you? Why have I never seen you?" She turned again. Subordinate: "What about you? Who knows him?"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the disciple shouted, and everyone turned their heads to face him. Shen Qingqiu shouted angrily, "Don't get close to him!" He took another green leaf in his hand and flipped it with his wrist.

This time, it wasn't just Ning Yingying, Ming Fan was stunned when he saw this blade castrated. Qing Ye took the spirit light sword and blasted away, scratching the disciple's outer clothes, revealing the flesh inside.

At this time, everyone looked like a ghost, they retreated again and again, and some even jumped out of the wine shop.

Scarlet skin!

Exactly what Shen Qingqiu had guessed just now, in his knowledge, there is only one kind of person who would behave like this.

A sower disguised as an ordinary man.

Only the exposed part of him was painted with normal skin color, and other parts were not treated. When it was exposed, he simply broke the jar, bloodshot eyes, and rushed forward, as if he wanted to see who hugged who. Most of these disciples are young people. This kind of monster has only been heard and never seen before. When Shen Qingqiu saw the sower, he was about to pounce on a disciple of Qingjing Peak.

Shen Qingqiu turned around and shouted, "Don't leave yet!"

Ning Yingying cried and laughed, "Shizun, is that Shizun?"

Isn't it right? You can recognize me with my beard sticking like this? Although I was a little touched, but at this time, instead of leaving decisively, he stayed and called out his identity - as expected, he was still a bit hard-headed!

Seeing that the sower rushed over tenaciously and unyieldingly, Shen Qingqiu sent Ning Yingying out with the warmth of spring with one hand, and fired a fire art at the enemy with the coldness of winter with the other.

Missed.

No, it didn't pop up!

Shen Qingqiu felt that Ling Xiao's blood, which had been lurking in his body for many years, was about to move in his throat again.

There is no solution to this poison that likes to drop its chain at a critical moment! It's enough!

I snapped my fingers several times in a row, but none of the sparks popped out, just like a lighter that was out of oil.

Shen Qingqiu was in a panic, and the sower had already rushed up and hugged his thigh.

Shen Qingqiu: "..."

He subconsciously raised his troubled right hand. Sure enough, the three red spots are happily rooting and sprouting.

unfair! Why does it infect him so fast every time!

Perhaps with grief and anger as the fuse, the last snap of fingers finally ignited a violent flame between the fingers. Shen Qingqiu kicked the sower who was hugging his thigh, and the flaming fire palm slashed down!

The sower's body was drowned in firelight and screams. Ning Yingying and Ming Fan tearfully sandwiched them from left to right: "Master!"

Now that disguise is meaningless, Shen Qingqiu stretched out his hand and scratched his face, returning to his original appearance, and said, "Has anyone been infected?" Then he spoke earnestly the lines he always wanted to tell others. : "Hurry up and take the medicine, the medicine can't be stopped!"

A man and a woman were crying in his ears: "Master, I found you, what's going on..."

Before Shen Qingqiu could answer, he suddenly felt a chill down his spine, pushed the two apprentices away, and the Xiu Ya sword was repelled from his clothes.

If it is said that the quarrel with Qing Jingfeng just now, the little palace master was only angry for a while, this time, he really moved to kill. A short whip in her hand slashed like a knife and an axe.

Shen Qingqiu asked another question he had wanted to ask for a long time: "What are you crazy about?"

The little palace master was full of tears, crying and shouting: "You thief and traitor, pay for your life! Pay back my brother and sister's life!"

Shen Qingqiu first thought that he was crying again for the dead and wounded disciples in the Huanhua Palace of the Immortal Alliance Conference, but the next sentence, the little palace master screamed: "You killed Senior Brother Gongyi, I will kill you!"

Shen Qingqiu's Lingliu swirled around her fingertips, and two fingers pinched the tip of her whip.

He was extremely stunned: "What did you say? Gongyi Xiao died? When did it happen? Who did it?"

Even in the original work, Gongyi Xiao was the worst but was sent to the branch of Huanhua Palace in a remote area to make soy sauce, right? !

The little palace master said: "Who did it? Then I have to ask you!"

The Huanhua Palace disciples hulad and gathered around them: "thieves, avenge the brothers and sisters who are guarding the water prison!"

Shen Qingqiu felt a chill in his heart. The number of disciples guarding the water prison, I am afraid that there are nearly a hundred people, is it possible that all of them have been killed without leakage?

Ning Yingying said angrily, "I can't tell you, you stinky girl, and I don't know about this if I didn't see the master?" The disciples of Qingjing Peak also joined the melee immediately.

Shen Qingqiu had no eyes to see the sword, and it would be meaningless to let them fight like this. Before he could think about it, he turned over and jumped out of the wine shop, and threw down a sentence: "Come out!"

Sure enough, the two sides didn't care about fighting each other, they chased after him and squeezed out.

Once on the street, Shen Qingqiu was speechless. On the whole street, a large row of monks in different costumes was waiting in full force.

After all, there was so much commotion in the restaurant just now, it wouldn't be very scientific not to be attracted to it, right...

Shen Qingqiu placed a little on the soles of his feet, flew on the roof, stood firmly on the eaves, took a deep breath, and Dantian said, "Liu - Qing - song!"

Someone stood up with a sword and scolded angrily: "Shen Qingqiu, you have a vicious heart, you deliberately fled here, and lured all the people of all factions, in order to collude with the demons, catch them all here, and repeat the original immortal alliance conference. Tragedy?"

Anyway, it's not too much to put a hat on his head right now, right? ! Shen Qingqiu took a closer look, wasn't this the one he ordered to tear his clothes just now... the head of the Domineering Sect? Just as he was about to communicate with him, there was a sharp whistling of sword energy from the east, and a man in white clad his sword came galloping. The imposing manner was too fierce, and for no reason brought a gust of wind, which swept the man off his sword.

Liu Qingge stepped on the Chengluan sword steadily and said, "What's the matter?"

Too reliable, Liu Juju!

Shen Qingqiu said sincerely: "Fly with me."

Liu Qingge: "..."

Shen Qingqiu said, "My toxicity has flared up again, and I can't lift my qi to control the sword. I can barely control the sword, and I can only plant it from a high altitude."

Liu Qingge sighed and said, "Come up."

The audience around the audience rebuked endlessly, and the two people should not hear about "the Cangqiong Mountain School hides its filth" and "the Baizhan Peak and Qingjing Peak are in the same stream". Cheng Luan sword soared into the sky one day, the wind was hunting in his ears, and the dozens of people behind Yu Jian were thrown far away.

Liu Qingge said, "Where are you going?"

Shen Qingqiu said, "I have to go to the eaves of the tallest building in the city. I'll ask you to help me block these people later."

Liu Qingge said, "What's the matter with you? It's you who entered the water prison, and you are also the one who escaped from the water prison."

Shen Qingqiu said: "...It's nothing, I'm just free."

Suddenly, Liu Qingge shouted, "Jump."

Shen Qingqiu: "What? It hasn't arrived yet."

Liu Qingge: "Something is coming this way."

Shen Qingqiu didn't say a word, he jumped immediately, bent down and settled on an eaves, Liu Qingge Yujian made a dazzling upside-down flip in mid-air, stopping the extremely aggressive Chengluan, and stared at a certain place. Shen Qingqiu also followed him to see.

But he heard a sneer from behind: "Where are you looking?"

Shen Qingqiu almost stumbled on the spot.

The phrase "you wait!" was not just a talk.

That's right, since when did Luo Binghe "just talk"?

To even come to capture him at the risk of being attacked by the Inner Demon Sword... What a deep resentment!

Luo Binghe looked like an ice sculpture wrapped in monstrous anger, it exploded at the slightest touch, and froze when it touched it.

He stared at the two of them, slowly extending a hand towards Shen Qingqiu, and said, "Follow me."

Shen Qingqiu said softly, "Gongyi Xiao is dead."

Luo Binghe's body froze.

Shen Qingqiu continued: "The disciple guarding the Huanhua Palace Water Prison is also dead."

Luo Binghe's pupils seemed to have a flash of red.

He said coldly: "Anyway, you won't believe what I say. Don't talk nonsense, ask again, can't you come over?"

He stubbornly refused to withdraw the hand. Before Shen Qingqiu could answer, more than ten people suddenly descended from all sides, Yu Jian surrounded them on the eaves, and the leader was the domineering man again. This time, he sank slightly in the lower plate, as if he took a stance on the sword to prevent it from being thrown off again, and shouted: "Shen Qingqiu is ours, no one else wants to move. Leave it to us to be domineering..."

Luo Binghe suddenly turned his head and shouted, "Go away!"

He didn't even pull the sword out of the scabbard, but a strong spiritual current burst out from his body, and there seemed to be a whistle whistling in the ears of everyone present. Overturned several feet away.

The disciples of the Domineering Sect encountered a truly domineering and arrogant aura, and the entire army was wiped out. The rest of the onlookers were horrified.

This young man in black has such an amazing cultivation base, why has he rarely heard of his name before?

Liu Qingge pushed Shen Qingqiu: "Go! Do what you want to do!"

Shen Qingqiu said: "No need. He can just leave it to me!" 5:2 ah 5:2, he didn't forget this data, he called Liu Qingge just to ask him to help with catching fish, by the way, just in case, Don't let him die!

But these two are definitely not characters who are willing to listen to people's words when the fighting spirit is in the sky. Chengluan's sword was as strong as a rainbow, but Luo Binghe did not draw his sword. He gathered spiritual power in his hand, and used his palm as a blade to face the attack!

Shen Qingqiu knew why he couldn't draw his sword. There is no room for slack in the duel of masters, and it is most likely to be taken advantage of at this time. Under the eyes of the public, the demonic energy invades the brain and kills it, and the consequences are not simple. Luo Binghe actually has two training systems in his body, one is spiritual energy and the other is magical energy. Because the mixing of blood is successful enough, the two systems do not interfere with each other, and they work well. . But now, firstly, he couldn't draw his sword, and secondly, he couldn't use his demonic energy, so his lethality would have been compromised, so he ended up in a draw with Liu Qingge.

There was a loud noise on the eaves, and the white rainbow and the aura exploded together. The fighting was so fierce that the cultivators of the following factions did not dare to rashly intervene.

Even a rookie who has no knowledge and no wink can see that it is not fun to be rubbed by the murderous aura of these two people!

They fought so fiercely that Shen Qingqiu was actually a little itchy. If it wasn't for the inexplicable attack of this little bitch, he would have really wanted to go up and fight. But now is not the time. He squinted at the sky, counted the hour, and leaped to the highest floor. The wind whistled high in the sky, as if it could blow him off.

Luo Binghe looked at it from a distance, suddenly agitated, unwilling to fight, his eyes suddenly rose, and his backhand covered the hilt of the long sword behind him.

How dare he draw his sword here? !

Shen Qingqiu said, "Luo Binghe, don't be impulsive!"

Luo Binghe said sternly, "It's too late!" With his wrist flipped, the Heart Demon Sword came out with a black energy visible to the naked eye!

Cheng Luan sword stabbed straight forward, Luo Binghe flicked on the blade as thin as a cicada's wing, as if trembling was pouring out from wave after wave, Cheng Luan actually stopped in mid-air.

Liu Qingge had never encountered such a situation where Chengluan would not obey orders. Shen Qingqiu knew that the situation was serious.

I really want Luo Binghe to be attacked by his inner demons now, he doesn't have to live anymore, he shouldn't be the hero himself!

He pulled out the Xiu Ya sword and said, "Luo Binghe, come here, it's time to make a break today."

Luo Binghe raised his head and gave him a gloomy look. The next moment, his figure flashed in front of him less than three feet away. He raised his hand again and opened a barrier, covering the entire roof, isolating everyone else. Come on.

Seeing Shen Qingqiu take a step back, Luo Binghe smiled with a twisted expression: "Come on? How do you want to cut it? You and I, can we still break it now?"

Why can't it be broken?

Shen Qingqiu took a light breath, although he held the sword in his hand, he did not intend to fight. In fact, he can't do much with this sword now.

He said: "As of now, I have nothing to say. I can only say one thing. It's true, destiny is hard to beat."

Destiny = system, system → male protagonist.

Luo Binghe sneered: "Mandate of Heaven? What is Mandate of Heaven? Is it that any four-year-old child was bullied but no one helped? Let an innocent old woman be starved to death?"

He said something, took a step closer, and said aggressively: "Or let me grab something to eat with a dog? Or let the person I really give and love to deceive me, abandon me, betray me, and push me to a place where purgatory is not as good as it is. ?!"

He said, "Master, you look at me like this now, but do you know how I got here during the three years I was underground?"

"In the endless abyss, for three years, every moment, every moment, all I thought about was the master."

"After so long, I finally figured it out."

In Luo Binghe's smile, there was a ferocious meaning.

"The destiny, either does not exist at all, or it is something that should be trampled underfoot!"

The scorching sun was in the sky, and the last trace of the cloud disappeared without a trace, and the sun pierced the entire city naked, shining brightly, like red gold sprinkled all over the place.

Shen Qingqiu looked away from the sky. Because looking directly at the sun, it seems that there are some tears flickering.

Speaking of which, Luo Binghe has come to this point, he really has a great responsibility. Although it was a last resort.

Seeing that his expression suddenly softened, Luo Binghe couldn't help being stunned. But at the same time, the headache suddenly became severe. He gritted his teeth and clenched the inner demon sword that had the tendency to break free.

no. At least not here, be devoured by it!

Shen Qingqiu suddenly said softly, "Don't let it overwhelm you."

Hearing this sound, it was as if You were on the Qingjing Peak back then.

Luo Binghe's mind became more and more unstable, as if a sharp blade was stirring in his head, and the black flame of the demon sword in his heart burst into flames. This time the attack was fierce, Luo Binghe was in unbearable pain, and suddenly felt that he was gently surrounded by people.

A stream of spiritual power collapsed like a thousand-mile embankment, pouring into Luo Binghe's body like a flood, instantly extinguishing the evil spirit in his heart that he forcibly suppressed, like a rainstorm after a long drought.

Luo Binghe's breath was smooth and his movements were correct, but his heart was instantly cold.

Blow yourself up!

Someone in the audience had already screamed out in shock, "Shen Qingqiu blew himself up!"

Shen Qingqiu let go of Luo Binghe and slowly stepped back, staggering a bit on the way.

Xiu Ya sword fell first. The master has self-exploded his spiritual power, and the sword is in the air, and it has been broken into several pieces in mid-air.

Shen Qingqiu always had the habit of swallowing blood in his stomach, but at this moment he let the blood rush wildly.

After the explosion of his spiritual power, he is now a cripple who is not as good as ordinary people. Luo Binghe still listened carefully.

What he said was: "All kinds of things in the past will be returned to you today."

It's the last good thing to do.

Then, he leaned back and fell from the upstairs.

Luo Binghe just stared blankly at first, but in his eyes at this moment, everything was slowed down countless times. Even the moment when Shen Qingqiu fell, his every move was so slow and incomparably clear. The body that fell in the air was like a blood-stained kite. When Luo Binghe moved his own body and grabbed him before he landed, he realized that Shen Qingqiu's body was light and thin, empty and without a trace of spiritual power, it was really like a paper kite, tearing it apart. just bad.

You don't even need to tear it, it's already scattered.

He still can't believe it.

Doesn't Master hate his bloodline?

Why did he help him suppress the backlash of the Demon Sword at the expense of self-destructing his spiritual body?

There seemed to be people around him shouting things like "the devil will be punished", "righteousness and relatives will be exterminated".

Luo Binghe's mind was chaotic, he just hugged Shen Qingqiu and murmured, "Master?"

The disciples of Qingjing Peak finally arrived. Ning Yingying had already heard that Luo Binghe was not dead. She was surprised and happy at first sight, but then she looked at Shen Qingqiu, who had calmly closed her eyes. The words turned a corner, and tremblingly said: "Alo... Shizun... What happened to him?"

Liu Qingge came over with blood on his lips, and said with a sullen face, "It's dead!"

The disciples were dumbfounded.

Suddenly, Ming Fan shouted, "Who killed it?!"

Everyone's eyes were focused on Luo Binghe.

Although strictly speaking, it can't be regarded as Luo Binghe's killing, but Shen Qingqiu did blew himself up in front of him, which is the truth.

Ming Fan and the disciples behind him were about to die when they drew their swords. Liu Qingge said, "You can't beat him."

Ming Fan's eyes were red: "Uncle Liu, that Uncle Liu can always kill him and avenge the master, right?!"

Liu Qingge said lightly, "I can't beat him either."

Ming Fan choked.

Liu Qingge wiped away the blood and said, "Shen Qingqiu was not killed by him either."

"It's just that, although he didn't kill him, he died for him." Liu Qingge's words were like a sword unsheathed: "This revenge will be avenged!"

Luo Binghe turned a deaf ear, was in chaos, and was at a loss. He was still holding Shen Qingqiu's body, which was rapidly cooling down. He seemed to want to scream and shake his head vigorously, but he didn't dare, for fear of being scolded, so he said quietly, "Master?"

Ming Fan shouted, "Don't call me Master, Qing Jingfeng can't handle it! Junior brothers, let's go, we won't be able to fight, at most we'll be beaten to death by him!"

Ning Yingying raised her hand to stop him. Ming Fan was furious, thinking that Ning Yingying was still thinking about her old love, and scolded: "Little Junior Sister, it's all now, how can you still not understand it?!"

Ning Yingying said: "Shut up. You are so rushing to die, does Shizun know? He knows what to say? Shizun would rather suffer himself than let us suffer and be bullied, so you risk your life like this? "

She suddenly became tough, Ming Fan was stunned, and after a while, tears flowed down.

Tears flowed down his face, and he said miserably, "But... if this is the case, Master is too wrong..."

"Obviously it wasn't him who did it. Everyone would say that he colluded with the demons and put him in the water prison... There is no chance for clarification."

He choked and said, "I clearly like this kid so much... After the Immortal Alliance Conference, he refused to return the Zhengyang Sword to Wan Jianfeng, and insisted on keeping the sword mound in the back mountain... I was sad for a long time... It ended up like this!"

Luo Binghe listened in a trance, as if it were a fantasy but a reality.

is that so?

Master is actually... very sad?

Ning Yingying took a step forward, her eyes were red, but her tone was steady. She said: "Aluo, although we were not there, we have heard about the Jinlan City. I don't know why you didn't die but didn't return to Cang Qiong Mountain or Qingjing Peak, and I don't know why you didn't help the teacher. When you speak, you don’t even know what happened at the Xianmeng Conference, but the kindness of Master’s years of nurturing and cultivation is not fake.”

After a pause, she continued: "If you think that the master treated you badly in the past, also think about the day you lost the jade. Brothers and the others were repelled inexplicably, you should have thought that something was wrong in your own heart. Place. Picking leaves and flying flowers can be used as weapons, and small punishments will be given, and there will be no second person on Qingjing Peak."

Picking leaves and flying flowers? Picking leaves and flying flowers?

Luo Binghe involuntarily hugged Shen Qingqiu tightly.

He whispered, "I was wrong, Master, I really... know I was wrong."

"I...I didn't want to kill you..."

Ning Yingying said loudly: "That's all I have said. Even if Shizun was sorry for you in the past, you really can't get over that hurdle in your heart. Today, you can always return it to you together, right? From now on After that, you..."

When she said this, she still couldn't bear it, and turned her head: "I'd still like you...don't call him Shizun."

"return"?

Yes.The master seemed to have said "give it back to you" just now.

Could it be that...they knocked him down into the abyss in the past, and fell from a high building for him today?

Luo Binghe panicked.

"I don't want you to pay it back. I... I just can't get angry," he said to himself: "I just can't get mad when you see me, you're like a ghost, you can talk and laugh with others, but you don't even want to talk to me.I'm still suspicious of me... I was wrong." He stammered, wiping the blood from Shen Qingqiu's face as he spoke,

"You don't like that I am a demon, and you are the righteous path of the human world. I am just afraid that if I go back to Cangqiong Mountain, you will drive me out. I want to get the Huanhua Palace, will it make you happy..."

Luo Binghe said in a trembling voice, "Master... I really..."