☆、Chapter 63

The land of dreams.

Bamboo house.

Outside the house, the wind blows through the forest, and the bamboo leaves are rustling. Shen Qingqiu sat beside the desk, folded his sleeves with his hands, and became fascinated.

Sitting in a daze for short.

Not too long ago, there was a burst of hurried footsteps, Luo Binghe appeared at the entrance of the bamboo house, and said urgently, "Master!"

He rushed into the room, and the slot that Shen Qingqiu had held back for a long time finally exploded.

Shen Qingqiu said: "I asked you to give it, do you really give it?!"

Luo Binghe said: "If I don't give it, I still don't know how the devil will torture Master."

He also said that others are the devil, and you are the devil yourself, a big devil and a small devil, tossing the dead!

Shen Qingqiu said patiently, "I didn't shout, so why is it worth worrying about? I... I'm not someone who can't bear it as a teacher."

After many years, it was the first time to call himself a teacher again in front of Luo Binghe, feeling inexplicably sour.

Luo Binghe looked at him, with a faint look of grief and anger flashing in his eyes: "Master, you have passed out of pain, and you said it's not worth worrying about?"

It was not easy to wake up to meet, and it was difficult to finally speak up, but still forced to see people being taken away.

If it wasn't for Tianlang-Jun's blood gu, Luo Binghe wouldn't be tied down. He obviously didn't want to drag people down, but he still held people back. Shen Qingqiu was irritable: "It's not that you are useless. It's that I was inattentive and followed his way."

Luo Binghe said, "The reason why Shizun was poured blood by him is to help me. Even if Shizun can bear it, I can't bear it. If he wants to give him the sword, it's not a big deal."

Shen Qingqiu knelt down for him.

What does "not a big deal" mean? That's your golden finger! ! !

When the words came to his lips, he quickly changed his words: "Have you ever considered the consequences of falling into the hands of others? The Demon Realm, Northern Border, Human Realm, and Cang Qiong Mountain will all be the targets of his destruction."

He was picking out the stakes, but Luo Binghe became depressed again: "...Master is angry that I gave him the demon, just because I was afraid of implicated in the Cangqiongshan faction?"

...

Why doesn't this child understand?

He said he didn't want your body but only your sword. Do you believe him?

Is it so sweet? What if he took the sword and turned his face and didn't recognize the person?

Worrying about the Cang Qiongshan faction and worrying about Luo Binghe are not contradictory!

Luo Binghe's words made people feel like those little girls who hold men all day and ask "Do you love me, do you love your career more, or do you love me more?" .

It doesn't make sense to say anything to this child, and I get tangled up again after a few sentences. Shen Qingqiu was trying to catch chickens, but Luo Binghe complained first: "I always don't understand with Master."

Shen Qingqiu stood with his hands behind his back and took a deep breath.

Both sides feel that they can't communicate with each other, can it be better? Generation gap, this is the generation gap!

Luo Binghe suddenly said, "Master knows my intentions, right?"

When the topic turned to this, Shen Qingqiu froze for a moment, feeling his head a little bigger.

He's the worst at dealing with this kind of situation.

Luo Binghe said, "This bamboo house is the beauty of my dreams. Whenever I'm upset, I come here and I can calm down quickly."

Is that where he secretly wiped his tears and cried...

Luo Binghe said slowly: "The days when Qing Jing Peak was studying art were the happiest times in my life."

When he said this, his expression and ending sound were extremely soft, Shen Qingqiu saw it in his eyes, the tip of his heart seemed to be stabbed, and he was embarrassed to complain in his heart.

Because this is really the extreme that a person can achieve when he regards something as a treasure and love as his life.

No one could bear to laugh at it.

Luo Binghe's fingers lightly brushed the polished green bamboo table top, and whispered, "When I first joined the Cangqiongshan School, I was very happy and also very frightened, thinking that from now on, I must work hard and diligently. I worshipped under the seat of Qingjing Peak, and Master didn't care about me at first."

"But I still remember that it was Shizun who gave me the wound medicine for the first time. It was Shizun who let me get on the carriage for the first time, prepared a room for me, patiently taught me swordsmanship, and secretly maintained it... These are all Shizun."

Shen Qingqiu listened silently, and suddenly realized that he had ignored the other side all along.

Luo Binghe is not just a person who simply holds revenge.

Of course, he will give back a thousand times the hatred, but the kindness of others to him will be firmly engraved in his heart. Every piece, every bit, Shen Qingqiu didn't care about it, and some were completely unimpressed, but he clearly remembered it in his heart.

Remember, of course it's a good thing, but it would be even better if this mind was not crooked...

Luo Binghe withdrew his hand on the bamboo case and suddenly took a step towards him. Shen Qingqiu reflexively said, "You calm down."

At this time, it would be nice if he had his folding fan in hand, fan Hu Fan Hu, and calm down both of them. Luo Binghe still listened to his words, his face barely kept calm: "Master, do you know why I still can't calm down with you?"

Shen Qingqiu really couldn't guess, so he kept silent.

Luo Binghe said, "Master once asked me if I could endure no matter what kind of suffering I suffer."

Shen Qingqiu: "?"

It seems to have been.

He said, "Not bad?"

Luo Binghe said: "Yes, I can bear it. No matter what other people do, I don't care. But you can't give me this pain!"

One thousand ten thousand people can treat him badly, it doesn't matter. But there is only one person, you can't be bad to him!

His meaning was very clear, and his eyes were not restrained, and they locked onto Shen Qingqiu like a burning flame. Shen Qingqiu was almost unable to hold back.

He said, "You put it away first..."

At such a time, we should talk about business, right? Let’s talk about how to get back the stolen golden finger, 818 Luo Binghe’s two JP relatives, guess what Tianlang-Jun wants to give to the Human Realm, how to deal with these, and the three bloods in Shen Qingqiu’s body how to fix.

Luo Binghe was determined not to talk about serious business. He stubbornly said: "Unless everything is done from the beginning, Master, don't do this for me from beginning to end, don't accept me as a disciple, don't save me again and again, don't teach me carefully, don't give me any hope. So far, how can you let me give up?"

If you say it, it seems that Shen Qingqiu is irresponsible!

He just stretched out his hand, wanting to smooth Luo Binghe's hair, when he was grabbed and pulled to him.

Shen Qingqiu: "...Hello."

Luo Binghe said: "If Shizun hates me doing this, then beat me, chop me, kill me. I never fight back, you know."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his eyelashes, his Adam's apple trembled, and he bent his head closer.

She seemed very nervous, for fear of being rejected, her lips were shaking slightly.

Shen Qingqiu was helpless.

He was clearly holding Shen Qingqiu down, why did he use the stronger one to look even more helpless?

Bamboo groves and green houses, empty hills and birds’ voices disappeared without a trace.

Shen Qingqiu quickly got up.

The air is very dry, and the throat is itchy. A dark-skinned demon girl squatted beside him. When he saw him sitting up, he shouted outside with a heavy accent, "Wake up!"

Tianlang-Jun lifted the curtain with one hand, probed in to look, and raised his eyebrows: "I slept long enough."

It's time to wake up from this dream!

Otherwise, that kid Luo Binghe doesn't know when he will be released. If he catches it, he will die!

Shen Qingqiu wiped his face. The dry wind made the gauze flutter, and the outside scene leaked into the car.

He is now lying on top of a black-scaled giant snake, which is crawling smoothly on the ground with a Chinese platform on its back.

Scattered all around are large and small demons in the form of full beasts and half beasts, forming a messy but large-scale army that is moving forward.

Shen Qingqiu judged that this should be the southern border of the Demon Realm.

The northern border is the territory of Mobeijun, and now it has become the territory of Luo Binghe. There are many humanoid demons, and they are attacking. Only the southern border has many beast-type demons and hybrids, similar to the animal world.

I don't know where Tianlang-Jun is going with this group of demons to migrate to. What are you going to do again.

After Shen Qingqiu finished observing the environment, he suddenly found that his right chest and entire arm were still tingling and tingling, and he felt a little sluggish and inconvenient.

Shen Qingqiu took a deep breath, made full mental preparation, and looked down.

……Grass. The situation was more serious than he expected.

He was like a prosthetic limb made of branches and grass, densely covered with green granulation leaves, quivering with slight limb movements. His five fingers were numb, and he couldn't even curl his fingers.

He couldn't bear to look at it just by looking at it. The Xiu Ya Sword was at hand, and really wanted to pick it up and chop off this hand.

At this moment, Zhuzhilang approached with a small golden stove that was curling and smoking. Shen Qingqiu said vigilantly, "What are you doing?"

Zhuzhilang said, "I just want to help Immortal Master Shen..."

Shen Qingqiu immediately made a "pause" gesture. He was most afraid of Zhuzhilang saying such things. He had learned the lesson, the snake's repayment was the blood of the demons that filled his mouth. Zhuzhilang said bitterly, "Please believe me. If you don't remove the love thread more than seven times a day, the stubborn root will remain in the flesh and blood. I only pulled it out three times today, and now is the critical moment. already."

As soon as he heard that there was a danger of disability, Shen Qingqiu immediately offered his arm.

Zhuzhi-Lang took out a red-burning charcoal stone from the small golden stove, held it with bare hands, his face did not change, and pressed it against Shen Qingqiu's chest with a snap.

Shen Qingqiu: "..."

He knew that it was normal to not expect Zhuzhilang's "help".

The charcoal pressed on the love silk buds on his chest, and the buds and leaves withered and rolled, and burned into the roots. The burning made Shen Qingqiu have the urge to grin. Since it was too ugly, he sullenly endured it.

When Zhuzhi-Lang scalded the parts where the green shoots appeared, this arm could be seen temporarily.

Zhuzhilang took back the charcoal and said, "I will burn it three more times in the afternoon."

Shen Qingqiu pulled the coat he took off just now on his shoulders, Zhuzhi-Lang glanced at him inadvertently, and hurriedly lowered his head.

Tianlang-Jun laughed outside and said, "Why are you shy?"

Yes, Shen Qingqiu also wanted to ask, why are you so shy? What is there to be shy about facing the chest and arms that have just been sprouted with granulation?

Zhuzhi-Lang said solemnly, "Your Majesty, don't make fun of your subordinates. Your subordinates have absolutely nothing wrong with Shen Xianshi."

He looked at Shen Qingqiu and emphasized: "There is no such thing as Luo Binghe's indiscriminate thoughts."

What are you emphasizing? !

Zhuzhilang hurriedly jumped off the back of the snake with Xiaoluo, returned below, and directed the adjustment of the team. Shen Qingqiu was chaotic for a while, and his eyes began to look around, searching everywhere.

Heart Demon Sword... Heart Demon Sword... Where is the Heart Demon Sword?

Oh, it's outside by the seat of Lord Tianlang. Throw the handle at the foot.

Shen Qingqiu fell for it.

It's too easy!

After all, it is the first strange sword in "The Proud Immortal Demon Way"! Is it really okay to just throw it away? !

Tianlang-Jun was looking into the distance with his cheeks raised, when he noticed Shen Qingqiu's strange expression and asked, "What is Peak Master Shen looking at?"

After a pause, he followed his gaze and looked down: "Look at my sword?"

Shen Qingqiu said lightly, "That's Luo Binghe's sword."

Tianlang-Jun smiled indifferently, and said, "Shen Fengzhu, there is something I've always wanted to ask you."

Shen Qingqiu: "Please."

Feel free to ask, I will answer randomly.

Tianlang-Jun said, "Have you and my son both cultivated?"