☆、Chapter 49 The door to the new world

"..."

Shen Qingqiu squatted on this familiar vast wasteland and sighed deeply.

He said, "Why, why, I was pulled in again?"

System: [Your current location: Luo Binghe's dreamland. 】

Shen Qingqiu hugged his head: "I seem to have asked you this question a long time ago, but I still want to ask it again: what is here is not important, the important thing is, why am I here?"

Well, in fact, he almost knows the reason.

When Luo Binghe's consciousness was unstable and fluctuated greatly, others would often be affected and involved in his gigantic dream like a deep-sea whirlpool.

Or in other words, he was trapped by his huge brain hole. For details, see the beginning of the original Dream Demon dungeon.

Shen Qingqiu walked through the Dream Demon copy with him. The so-called one-time-two-time familiarity is similar to the fact that after connecting to WiFi once, it is automatically connected without entering a password for the second time.

The best solution I can think of at the moment is to find a place and wait for Luo Binghe to wake up on his own.

Shen Qingqiu stood up slowly and touched his face.

In the dream, the original appearance was restored. After I got used to it, I felt a little uncomfortable when I touched my face without a beard.

The bamboo forest is rustling and the breeze is swaying.

Shen Qingqiu doesn't have to doubt, even if this place is only exposed to him, he can know where it is.

Cangqiong Mountain, Qingjing Peak.

Can you not be familiar with the place where he has lived the longest in his life?

There were also the disciples who walked along the road in twos and threes. Shen Qingqiu would not be unaware of their faces and clothes.

Shen Qingqiu was an outsider intruder, not on the same channel as these "people", staring at them like a ghost. Although the expressions of these disciples who come here are a little dull, they do have noses and faces, and quite a few Shen Qingqiu can name them.

Even the Dream Demon couldn't support the huge enchantment and at the same time ensure that the creatures inside had facial features, but Luo Binghe was able to do it. And so refined.

After turning out of the small bamboo forest, it is the quiet bamboo house.

Between the high and low bamboo eaves, the spring water is flying, reflecting the sunlight in seven colors, tingling like a rhythm.

With a light footsteps of falling leaves, a fifteen- or sixteen-year-old boy in white walked out.

This young man had fair complexion and seemed to have trotted all the way. There was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead and his cheeks were flushed. He was cute.

Shen Qingqiu couldn't help but sigh: haven't seen such a young and fresh sunshine boy Luo Binghe for a long time.

During his cultivation at Qingjing Peak, he liked to wear white clothes. After the rebellion, Luo Binghe, the demon king of chaos, only wore black clothes, which was almost completely reversed from the past. The fresh and tender appearance of this green onion is completely invisible.

He walked over, straightened the corners of his clothes, bowed his head and called, "Master."

Shen Qingqiu knew that he couldn't see himself, so naturally he wasn't calling him. Slowly turning around, he saw a green shirt standing in the shadow of green leaves.

With that face, who else is Shen Qingqiu himself?

This "Shen Qingqiu" derived from the memory of the dream is standing in a green bamboo forest, with a clear body, like a cultivating bamboo. The expression is calm and immortal, and just looking at it with the eyes, it really has a taste of the world.

Now Shen Qingqiu, as a bystander, let him make some comments, and he had to be convinced.

This B-dress, at this level, is too delicious!

Luo Binghe was able to restore all the details perfectly, and it really deserves to be passed down by the dream demon!

Shen Qingqiu, who seemed to be in a trance in the bamboo forest, tilted his head and said, "Have you finished running?"

Luo Binghe nodded and said, "Ten laps... the run is over."

Shen Qingqiu finally remembered which episode it was.

When Luo Binghe said "ten laps", he meant running ten laps around the fence of Qingjing Peak. Shen Qingqiu personally assigned him the task.

This is not because he severely punished the male protagonist in a wicked way, but because he couldn't bear it.

Since he took over Luo Binghe, he has been thinking that since he is a teacher, he has to teach some real things, and he will turn his face in the future. At any rate, when he mentions the eight words "the love of the master and the apprentice, the grace of teaching", the words will not be left unspoken. , The old face reddened first.

The first step is to correct his messy positioning and movement.

As for the teaching results, said it a long time ago. The biggest achievement was that Luo Binghe bumped into his arms for half a month.

Shen Qingqiu said: "Come again. If it's not right this time, it's not just ten laps."

Luo Binghe came again obediently, so this time, Luo Binghe didn't bump into him, but slanted the soles of his feet and hugged Shen Qingqiu's waist directly.

Shen Qingqiu: "..."

Luo Binghe said shyly, "Master, your disciple is useless. After ten laps, your feet are weak."

Shen Qingqiu sighed.

Luo Binghe said consciously, "Disciple knows. Twenty laps."

Shen Qingqiu said, "What circle? Go back to your room and rest."

He really has no hobby of child abuse. It was really self-defeating at the time. How about love!

I don't teach anymore, don't have any sense of accomplishment, threw the textbook!

Luo Binghe didn't realize that he was disliked, and said happily, "Thank you, Master! The disciples will make up for the twenty laps tomorrow. Is there anything you want to eat tonight?"

Shen Qingqiu wiped his forehead aside.

The Luo Binghe back then... he was such a goddamn cutie!

Hard work, no complaints, beatings, scolding, riding, kicking, cooking... Cough, of course, most of these things Shen Qingqiu never did.

At the same time, he was also puzzled.

In the dream barrier that Luo Binghe created for him, of course, he would only choose the memories that he thought were good. If Qing Jingfeng's memory could occupy a place, it should also be related to Ning Yingying.

Why is there this section?

Dreams can most directly reflect the truest side of the human heart, and will not make false pretences.

Shen Qingqiu spontaneously had a thought that he had never thought of before.

Although it looks a bit big, but... probably, maybe, maybe, this master-disciple relationship has a higher status in Luo Binghe's heart than Shen Qingqiu imagined.

But on another point, Shen Qingqiu was sure:

Luo Binghe definitely shook his head and didn't run!

Usually, who would put the memory of being punished for running ten laps or twenty laps in the dream enchantment! ?

Shen Qingqiu was about to walk into the bamboo hut with a very high degree of restoration, when suddenly, the slightest chill spread over his neck, and he felt a cold and hot gaze fixed on his body.

He turned back sharply.

Luo Binghe in black was holding his hands, leaning against a green bamboo, staring at him.

Rely on me, deity!

Shen Qingqiu's first reaction was not to run away, but to stay still and adjust the expression on his face to the most natural.

This barrier is Luo Binghe's home ground, no matter how fast he runs. "Running" doesn't solve the problem at all.

The cold and hot gaze just now was not an illusion, nor was his description wrong. Luo Binghe's eyes were really like ice and fire, both cold and hot, firmly locked on him.

Shen Qingqiu stubbornly met his eyes.

After a long while, Luo Binghe sighed first.

He murmured, "It's good to be able to dream."

Hearing this sentence, Shen Qingqiu temporarily calmed down.

He was bold enough to win a bet. Luo Binghe was in a trance at the moment, he really regarded him as a dream product created by himself.

Shen Qingqiu saw him leaning on the bamboo, staring at himself in a daze, a single figure, thinking of his sitting in the first seat during the day, and comparing the scene of the original book with a thousand responses and a cluster of flowers, he couldn't help but feel a little pitiful.

There is not even a single wife who asks for help. That's horrible.

The dignified male protagonist of Ma Wen has fallen to this point. No man can bear to watch.

Luo Binghe said, "Master, talk to me."

At this moment, Shen Qingqiu's heart was filled with sympathy for the misfortune of the male protagonist, and he said pleasantly, "Okay."

Unexpectedly, when he opened his mouth to speak, Luo Binghe was stunned and stood up straight, looking a little unbelievable.

Oops.

Is the guessed reaction wrong?

But since the performance has already started, it has to be played to the end. Shen Qingqiu smiled slightly and said, "Didn't you ask Wei Shi to talk to you?"

Yes, hurry up, get up when you're done, let me out...

Luo Binghe came up, and Shen Qingqiu resisted his impulse, so he didn't keep a proper distance from him.

Luo Binghe was silent for a moment, then said, "In the past, Shizun didn't even look at me, he walked away on his own, not to mention talking to me... Am I thinking a little too beautiful today?"

Shen Qingqiu's face was full of black lines.

Could it be that the "Shen Qingqiu" that Luo Binghe made up in the past was all ignorant of him, noble and glamorous?

How trembling does it have to be? ! Break through the sky!

Although it always feels strange, but listening to this, it is really a bit sad. Moreover, it seemed that Luo Binghe didn't really hate him that much.

Before Shen Qingqiu could think about it, Luo Binghe had already deceived him. His expression froze, thinking, is this a little too close?

As soon as he lowered his head, Luo Binghe squeezed his left wrist with his left hand.

Looking up again, his right wrist was also firmly grasped.

Next, Shen Qingqiu felt a flower before his eyes. Cheeks brushed gently like feathers.

There was an unfamiliar touch on the lips, soft and warm.

He just stared at him like that, and looked at Luo Binghe's dark eyes. The Adam's apple rolled up and down with difficulty.

He wanted to speak, but couldn't.

Because the mouth was bitten.

Luo Binghe closed his eyes, his long black eyelashes cast a curved shadow on his cheeks. He looked very well-behaved, but his movements were completely different. He let go of his hand, and instead he supported Shen Qingqiu's waist and pressed it into his arms.

Shen Qingqiu was pressed against his chest by him, his whole body stiff. Sanguan is constantly destroying, reshaping, destroying and reshaping at the speed of light.

Even though the figures of the two were not much different, he was able to be embraced by Luo Binghe in an embracing posture.

What broke his collapsed state was a system prompt accompanied by a celebration BGM: [Coolness +500! Congratulations! Congratulations! Congratulations! (Important things are said three times)]

Shen Qingqiu roared, "I'm oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh!"

He finally understood why Luo Binghe didn't push down a single girl, and the three thousand beauties in the harem didn't even see a hairy shadow, but the coolness was never pulled down! ! !

Hastily because he used himself to make up for the coolness! ! !

Shen Qingqiu, who suddenly understood the truth, was terrified and angry, kicked when he lifted his foot!

Luo Binghe was neither dodging nor dodging, and was kicked straight by him, without taking a step back. Looking angry and aggrieved, he asked, "Isn't it okay to dream?"

Are you wronged? ! ? !

You wake up! Although this is a dream, the labor and capital are not made by you! ! !

It's not enough to wake him up with a slap, and it's not enough to let him continue to be confused! ! !

This is the real death left and right! ! !

Shen Qingqiu hadn't continued roaring anything to calm down, when he was caught off guard, his back hit Qingzhu, and Luo Binghe pressed him on it. Luo Binghe lowered his head and pressed it down again.

This time, it's not a soft kiss, it's just nibbling on him!

It's not that Shen Qingqiu has never been kissed before, but this is the first time that he has such a terrifying feeling that the other party will madly bite off his upper and lower lips at any time. In the messy breathing gap, Luo Binghe whispered: "Master, I was wrong..."

Do you fucking look like you know you're wrong? !

He was wrong, really wrong, completely wrong!

What does it mean to be out of place? !

All the gossips in the rivers and lakes have scientific basis. Every gossip person was an angel with broken wings in his last life, and can see the essence through phenomena!

He didn't make the male protagonist cold, and it's not a question of whether to shake or not! It's more terrifying than them, he made the male protagonist gay ah ah ah ah! ! !

No wonder he doesn't want a heroine! ! !

Women can no longer arouse his interest and are not linked to his coolness! ! !

crazy! ! !

Shen Qingqiu was considering whether to blow himself up again, when suddenly, Luo Binghe let him go.

He looked at the swirling cloud-like sky above his head, and said gloomily, "Damn it."

Damn it, this time Shen Qingqiu, who was aiming at his key part and was about to kick it?

Before he could implement this self-defense plan, the scene and portrait in front of him collapsed in an instant, turning into thousands of pieces. At the same time, Shen Qingqiu jumped up from the roof of the main hall of Huanhua Palace.

This is the real world.

Shen Qingqiu breathed violently for a while, and managed to calm his mind. Suddenly, he realized that there were flames all over the main hall, and the alarm bells were ringing.

He stuck his head out, his clothes were rolling endlessly in the night wind, overlooking from top to bottom, countless Huanhua Palace disciples were flocking here from all directions.

"Someone invaded!"

Shen Qingqiu is overjoyed, it is best to invade, escape while he is in chaos, no matter what kind of blood he has, it is not as important as integrity! Go ahead and say goodbye!

In the end, before he took two steps, he heard someone shout:

"Going to the Huanhua Pavilion, it's Liu Qingge! It's the Baizhan Peak Peak Master who is here again!"

Shen Qingqiu's feet slipped, and he immediately turned around and folded back.

Terrible! But Liu Qingge came at this time, so he couldn't leave him and throw it to Luo Binghe, who had completely collapsed, right?

The Huanhua Pavilion is the place where the palace masters of all dynasties practiced and lived, not far from here. Shen Qingqiu jumped off the roof in three or two steps, and hurried away with the large army.

Before entering the Huanhua Palace, bursts of terrifying chills hit him. A deafening roar came from inside.

"roll!"

A group of unidentified disciples broke into the door when they heard the alarm bell, and dozens of people in the front row were blown away by a wave of extremely strong air.

Shen Qingqiu, who was in the latter group of everyone, just happened to dodge this blow, picked a good position, and fished in in troubled waters. As soon as walked in the door, got goosebumps from the cold.

The entire Huanhua Pavilion has turned into a huge ice cave, and taking a step is like stepping into a world of ice and snow. Shen Qingqiu's sleeves and robes were filled with cold wind, and the cold sweat on the forehead of his vest quickly froze into thin ice. One could imagine how cold the room was.

Not only was the temperature extremely low, the four walls were tightly sealed, the doors and windows were airtight, and it was cold and dark. If it hadn't been forcibly opened by the intruder, it would have been like an ice coffin.

On the sitting table in the center of the pavilion, the curtains were half-covered, and several coats in black, white and white were piled up in a mess on the edge of the table.

Luo Binghe was wearing only a middle coat, and he looked like he had just got up from the bed. His clothes were disheveled, his neckline was crooked, his black hair was loose, his complexion was extremely pale, but his lips were bright red, and two cold lights flickered in his eyes, a ghost. Angry. Stand out, it is the state of preparation.

Seven paces across from him, Liu Qingge's hand holding the sword protruded, and his entire face was iron blue.

Liu Qingge stared at Luo Binghe sitting beside the table, and said word by word, "You bastard."

Every time he uttered a word, the aura on Chengluan's sword burst into a murderous aura.

Shen Qingqiu watched the two sides vigilantly, however, just glanced at the direction Liu Qingge's sword pointed, the last sound of the stubborn and recalcitrant Three Views being completely shattered came from his mind.

Luo Binghe placed his right hand on the Inner Demon Sword that never left his body, the snow-white sword was half unsheathed; in his left hand, he was still holding a person.

The body was lifeless, with its head drooping and its limbs weak but very soft.He was also wearing a thin middle coat, the collar slid under his shoulders, and half of his pale, paper-like back was exposed.