☆、Chapter 59

After Luo Binghe was in a coma, the coercion lost its deterrent effect, and the blind corpses who had just shrunk into the depths of the darkness began to move again, huh heh hissing and surrounded him.

Shen Qingqiu held the crooked Luo Binghe in one hand, and the Xiu Ya sword in the other. However, the sharp blade of the sword was very reflective, and the green light of the breath candle reflected on the sword, which became more and more dazzling. The blind corpse's ability to capture light was extremely strong, and the evasion was also fast. The second time this move didn't work. Shen Qingqiu had just put the saber back into his waist, when several thin arms were already stretched out close, and even an eyeball aimed at Luo Binghe, he threw a critical strike with one palm, knocking the unruly blind corpse away Brain exploded.

However, although the crit attack is useful, it cannot be used all the time. The consumption of spiritual energy was too great, and it would not take long for him to run out of ammunition and food. Moreover, Shen Qingqiu had now returned to the state of two-bar electricity spiritual energy. The blind corpse was shoving and shoving in the tomb passage, so he had no choice but to kick and fly one by one. Although these monsters were low-level, they couldn't finish the fight. He also had to hold a drowsy Luo Binghe. Luo Binghe's head bumped against the stone wall again.

"Boom" sounded extremely painful. Shen Qingqiu guiltily put his hands on the back of his head, and when he touched it again and again, he always felt as if a big bag had swelled up. He prayed to Amitabha Buddha Amitabha in his heart, it burned and fell, but don't make the child stupid! ! !

The little ghost is difficult to deal with, and if he continues to stay in this tomb passage full of dying candles, it will only attract a steady stream of blind corpses. He changed his posture, put one hand on Luo Binghe's shoulder, and dragged the meteor forward with big strides, the blind corpse was thrown several meters behind him, but with his rapid breathing, the breath candle kept lighting up, and the two The figure of the person was illuminated with nothing to hide, and although the blind corpse couldn't keep up, it couldn't get rid of it and pursued it relentlessly. Until you pass a small burial chamber around the corner.

This may also be a preparation room. The coffins in it are all up and down, and the arrangement is extremely irregular. Some even the lids of the coffins are overturned on the ground, and there is no solemnity at all. Shen Qingqiu hurriedly dragged Luo Binghe in, and checked one by one, some with strange corpses lying inside, while others were empty.

The sound of hissing outside the tomb was getting closer and closer, and long and messy black shadows were drawn across the ground. Seeing that the situation was critical, Shen Qingqiu jumped into the sarcophagus. He originally wanted to stuff Luo Binghe into another coffin, but there was no time left. The two of them hugged each other and rolled over into the sarcophagus.

Rao was cushioned with a soft bottom support, but Shen Qingqiu still fell into gold stars. Luo Binghe was on top, Shen Qingqiu was on the bottom, he was so heavy that he could hardly breathe.

What did you eat this kid who grew up! It looks so thin, why is it so heavy!

And half of the coffin lid was not tightly closed, Shen Qingqiu was about to reach out to close it, the faint green light swayed outside, and several hunched black shadows were reflected on the ceiling.

The blind corpse came in.

They approached the burial chamber slowly, and from time to time there was a gentle "buttoning" sound, as well as the noise of sharp fingernails scraping the surface of the sarcophagus, which was eerie.

But if there is one place where there is absolutely no place to hide the candle, it is in the coffin. As long as there is no light source, these blind people can't catch them.

Shen Qingqiu was not in a hurry, lying on his back to the sky, Luo Binghe pressed his face down on top of him, his head embedded in his shoulder, and the heat was transmitted to Shen Qingqiu's neck, making it uncomfortably hot.

Even he was uncomfortable, Luo Binghe was naturally even more uncomfortable. It just so happened that Luo Binghe's hand was hot, so he might as well use his hand to cool his forehead. Shen Qingqiu thought this was a good idea, and was about to grab Luo Binghe's wrist and lift it up when suddenly his body froze.

Five withered fingers with extremely long fingernails appeared above the coffin.

Why did they search so carefully and thoroughly! ! ! Isn't it said that the IQ of the blind corpse is very low! ! ! It's not that people don't care about things that glow, okay? ! !

Shen Qingqiu suddenly discovered that there was indeed a faint red glow beside his face.

Looking sideways, Luo Binghe closed his eyes, but the demonic seal on his forehead had melted, and the scarlet tattoo on his forehead was disappearing with his breathing. The red light then dimmed.

What is this stuff! Is it something similar to the last moment when Ultraman fights little monsters?

Luo Binghe pressed both of his hands, unable to pull out to cover the mark of a bad thing, he turned his head subconsciously, and the corners of his lips pressed against the smooth forehead.

It looks like... it's a bit like kissing Luo Binghe's forehead. Don't pay attention to such details, it's important to save your life!

The slender hand, with its fingernails stuffed with dirt, and a few strands of hair tangled in it, reached into the sarcophagus tremblingly and groped around.

The inner space of this coffin is narrow, but the coffin belly is deep and long. As long as it continues to grope in this range, it still cannot touch the two people at the bottom of the coffin. But this hand didn't know how to converge, and the deeper it probed, the deeper it went. Shen Qingqiu's heart followed him higher and higher, seeing that he was about to touch Luo Binghe's back, he gritted his teeth, pulled out a right hand that was about to be numb, found a relatively intact place behind Luo Binghe, and pressed it down .

With such a press, Luo Binghe's upper body was completely attached to him. There was still a gap to be found, but now, the two are almost embedded in a ball, chest to chest, lower abdomen to lower abdomen.

Originally, the lower abdomen should be the softest part of the human body, but Shen Qingqiu's stomach was stunned by Luo Binghe's lower abdomen.

Although the hand stopped just a millimeter above Luo Binghe's back, it changed its direction and touched the other side.

Seeing that he was about to touch Luo Binghe's calf again, Shen Qingqiu turned his heart and spread his legs apart, letting Luo Binghe's left leg fall between his legs.

The space occupied by the two of them has been compressed to a minimum, it really can't be any smaller!

The blind corpse trembled and touched for a long time, but couldn't find anything, and slowly pulled it out.

Shen Qingqiu breathed a sigh of relief when the blind corpses left the tomb in dissatisfaction and wandered far in groups.

Now this posture is too ugly, too unsightly... If someone stretched out their head and looked in, they would definitely feel that Shen Qingqiu was holding Luo Binghe firmly and would not let go, and was trying his best to shove him into his arms.

Just as he was about to help Luo Binghe sit up, a voice suddenly sounded in the tomb.

"It's too early to relax now."

The voice was old and mocking. Shen Qingqiu immediately grabbed the Xiu Ya sword, turned over, pressed Luo Binghe under it, sat up by himself, with the sword in front of him, fully alert: "Who!"

The group of blind corpses has long gone, and the tomb is empty, with only the cold sarcophagus all over the room.

...Don't tell him which coffin was in the corpse again! He just saw it, and it's almost all dry goods!

The voice said again: "If the old man doesn't want you to see it, even if you go over the entire Holy Tomb, you won't want to see it."

After listening for two sentences, Shen Qingqiu realized that this voice was very familiar, and he had definitely heard it somewhere. And not just one sentence.

With a flash of inspiration, he put the sword back into the sheath, and said, "Since it is Senior Dream Demon, there is no need to pretend to be a ghost."

As soon as he finished speaking, an old man suddenly appeared in the center of the tomb, dressed in luxurious clothes and with eyes like eagles.

He sat cross-legged on a sarcophagus and looked down at Shen Qingqiu proudly: "You still remember this old man."

Shen Qingqiu said: "Naturally remember. Since Senior Dream Demon appeared in front of me, then I must be dreaming now."

The dream demon could only appear in the dreamland as a cloud of black mist before, but now it can take the form of a human. It seemed that Luo Binghe's body had recovered quite well.

Seeing that it was him, Shen Qingqiu felt relieved. The Dream Demon was definitely on Luo Binghe's side. Since he appeared, at least he wouldn't harm Luo Binghe.

Meng Mo snorted: "But the two of you are in a predicament, but you are not dreaming."

Shen Qingqiu said, "Can you ask Senior Dream Demon to help him enter Luo Binghe's dreamland and wake him up?"

Dream Demon said: "Can't wake up."

Shen Qingqiu was surprised: "Why?" Could it be that Luo Binghe's brain has been burned out?

The dream demon said lightly: "I can't get in. This kid is now in primordial primordial chaos, nothingness, dense fog, and he can't wake up from a dream. This old man has only encountered this kind of situation in the dreams of two kinds of people. One of them is People who are seriously ill."

It doesn't seem like he wants to say something nice. Shen Qingqiu asked patiently, "The second type?"

"Stupid people."

Shen Qingqiu clenched the hand holding the Xiu Ya sword.

The dream demon said to himself: "This kid deserves it too. In the past five years, he has spent his energy and spirit in the daytime and slaughtered his dream creations at night. The old man has taught him that doing so is tantamount to self-destructing the primordial spirit. Ignore it. Sooner or later, there will be such a day. In the past seven days, in order to save your physical body, your spiritual power has been depleted, and the magic sword is waiting for the opportunity to cause chaos. Besides, he has also forced his way into the Holy Tomb, and confronted the most talented descendant of the demon blood line in his family."

Shen Qingqiu's throat was dry, and he looked back at Luo Binghe, who was lying unconscious in the sarcophagus, and said, "...Senior can't wake him up?"

"It's helpless."

Shen Qingqiu clenched his fists at him, and silently lay back in the coffin.

Dream Demon: "..."

He raised his eyebrows and said, "What are you doing?"

Shen Qingqiu replied, "Sleep. Wait until you wake up."

Dream Demon's forehead burst into blue veins: "You dare to ignore this old man?"

Shen Qingqiu closed his eyes: "Since the seniors said that there is nothing to do, of course I can only wait for me to wake up and protect him out."

Meng Mo snorted: "The forbidden area of ​​the sacred tomb of this clan is dangerous and dangerous, and there are two troublesome characters waiting. You alone cannot protect him."

He was right, very right.

But now, besides him, who else could protect, or could protect Luo Binghe?

Shen Qingqiu opened his eyes and sighed: "If you can't keep it, you have to keep it. Anyway, it's my apprentice."

Shen Qingqiu was distraught after pitting Luo Binghe for so long, and he didn't know how he felt, but one thing was clear: Luo Binghe couldn't be allowed to explain it here.

Mengmo said coldly, "After so many years, are you finally willing to admit that this kid is your apprentice?"

Shen Qingqiu agreed: "It's really been a long time."

He was still waiting for the dream demon to continue to ridicule yin and yang, but the old man suddenly sighed,

He said: "If this kid can wake up and hear your words, I don't know how happy I should be."

Master, can you not be so unlucky in every sentence!

Shen Qingqiu's face was full of black lines. What is "if" and "can wake up", this unpredictable tone of life and death made him even more uneasy!

The dream demon suddenly became angry and shouted loudly: "I am clearly the master of this kid, how much have I taught him?! Ah?! The ability to penetrate the sky and the earth, the art of manipulating people's minds! But he just refused to call me master. , 'Senior' and 'Senior' are always on the lips! You Fan Xiu just taught him some rough punches and tricks, but he chased after you and cried and called Master! What an angry old man! "

He held back his anger very early. Now that he saw the two people lying in the same coffin, he felt more and more dazzling. He was going to be blind. He was extremely unhappy and complained a lot.

Shen Qingqiu wasn't happy either, the Cang Qiong Mountain School's swordsmanship was shallow fisting? !

He hehe said, "I am his life mentor."

System certification, Luo Binghe's outlook on life, world outlook and values ​​are all influenced by him √

Mengmo said, "You know that too? Then why have you been so cruel to abandon him for so many years?"

Shen Qingqiu choked again. From Luo Binghe's point of view, there seems to be nothing wrong with this question.

The dream demon blew his beard and stared: "If you were in a dream, and the gods unknowingly removed you, these incidents would not have happened today." He walked around on the sarcophagus with his hands on his back, and said irritably: "This kid She was originally a promising and malleable talent, but as soon as she met you, she was so useless, mother-in-law, crying and crying, but she still pretended to be cold in front of you! Killing you, making such a fuss and making a fuss, if you want to refuse, but also if you want to say it, it makes people angry when they see it!!"

Shen Qingqiu really wanted to cover his ears or sew his mouth.

Dream Demon is so annoying! ! ! Is it really okay to tell this kind of thing in front of me? !

He glanced at Luo Binghe's quiet sleeping face next to him, and his cry flashed in his mind for a moment... Er, he immediately withdrew his gaze, his cheeks seemed a little hot, it must be an illusion!

Shen Qingqiu couldn't bear it any longer: "Can senior make me wake up?"

The dream demon is still angry: "Wake up? You don't know how to get out when you wake up."

Shen Qingqiu: "Of course I know. Senior please tell me in which direction Luo Binghe broke the world with the Black Moon Python Rhinoceros."

Dream Demon said: "The opened entrance has been closed."

Shen Qingqiu said, "It may not be possible to open it again."

His gaze fell on the Heart Demon Sword on Luo Binghe's waist. The entrance that has just been opened is bound to be weak, and if you use the Heart Demon Sword to make a slash through the air, maybe it can be opened again!

Mengmo followed his gaze and knew it in his heart, but he didn't take it seriously: "This sword may not be willing to use it for you."

Of course he knew that. Shen Qingqiu gritted his teeth secretly, and said in a deep voice, "There is no other way. I have to give it a try."

When he woke up, he was still lying in the sarcophagus, and Luo Binghe obediently pressed him on top of him, being held tightly.

Thank goodness, the grumpy old goblin of Dream Demon is finally willing to let him out!

Shen Qingqiu was about to sit up, suddenly, his right leg seemed to rub against something, and poked hard on the inner side of his thigh.

Shen Qingqiu thought it was the hilt of the sword at first, so he reached out his hand absentmindedly, but just when he touched it, the system message suddenly exploded:

[Sweetness+1000┌(┌ ^q^)┐~~~ Congratulations on the achievement "*relationship progress"! ! ! 】

In an instant, Shen Qingqiu froze and became a jerk.

"*relationship progress"? Is it a shit?

He looked down again. This "hilt" is an amazing thing.

Tianzhu! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! It's Tianzhu! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Shen Qingqiu had the heart to kill someone and then commit suicide again!

Dancing wildly in the wind for a long time, he slapped his palm on his face, comforting himself in his heart: There is no difference between the sun and the moon in the Holy Tomb, maybe it is morning outside now? ! Normal phenomenon, normal physiological phenomenon!

Will it go away by itself? ! Generally speaking, this is true!

But it seems too pitiful to leave it alone like this! ! !

There's nothing can do for the poor. can't help him in this situation, right? ! ? ! ? !

Pretend not to see what should be forgiven, right? ! ? ! ? !

Yup! After all, being a master has no obligation at all to help the apprentice put out the fire, even if the fire was caused by him! ! !

Shen Qingqiu pushed Luo Binghe up violently, slapped his palm on his chest, and sent a few waves of spiritual energy into it. Although not much, but now he can't output more, how much he can lose.

Ignore the rest! Ignore!

After exiting the sarcophagus, he dragged along, dragging Luo Binghe to the "end of the east" that Mengmo pointed out. After walking for a while, the four walls of the tomb became damp, the soles of the feet were slippery, and the moss was heavy, making it harder and harder to stand firm. Shen Qingqiu slowed down to avoid slipping.

Continuing to walk, not only moss, but also weeds and flowers appeared. The tomb road gradually opened up, and trees of different heights rose from the ground on both sides. Flying insects fly by, birds chirping. The blue-black zenith was suddenly raised, and the crystal white stones embedded on it flickered. At first glance, it looked like a star screen in the night sky.

Although they seemed to have the illusion of being in the jungle, they did not leave the Holy Tomb, but came to a special tomb inside the Holy Tomb.

Each of the tombs in the Holy Tomb was designed by the demon nobles of all dynasties for themselves during their lifetimes. All kinds of strange, varied. Just like an apartment, the resident moves in, and everyone has a set of blanks. Of course, the rest is to decorate and arrange the house according to their own preferences. Those who are good at organs will focus on Qimen Dunjia. Those who are familiar with Warcraft will keep the monsters guarding the mausoleum. Those who are good at herbs will be full of poisonous flowers and herbs.

The owner of this tomb is obviously the last one. Don't look at these ordinary trees, flowers and trees, Shen Qingqiu definitely doesn't want to get involved.

He took off his coat and put it over the heads of the two of them. He wrapped his arms around Luo Binghe's waist tightly, and stepped forward cautiously.

The blades of grass rustled.

Suddenly, a sharp air-breaking sound came with a cold white light.

Shen Qingqiu snapped his fingers with his left hand, and the Xiu Ya sword from his waist came out of its sheath, and with a clang, it crossed with the flying Leng sword. There is no solution there, and the second white light comes immediately. This time, he actually stabbed directly at Luo Binghe's throat. The Xiu Ya Sword was blocking the first sword, and it could not be recalled, let alone throw Luo Binghe away, if it hit those flowers and plants, it would be over!

In desperation, Shen Qingqiu slightly shifted his body, raised his arm, and grabbed the sword edge with his bare hands.

The blade of the sword was deeply open to the palm of his hand, but he could hold it firmly, and he just didn't advance half an inch.The blood was not dripping, but splashing, and half of Shen Qingqiu's clothes and the green grass on the ground were instantly covered with a bright red layer.

He finally found out that it was a lot of pain to grab the white blade with his hands.

The blood light dyed Shen Qingqiu's eyes, he raised his head suddenly, his pupils shrank suddenly.

Really never expected that the "little fish" in Tianlang-Jun's mouth actually meant these two people.