Chapter 82 Fanwai: Bingmei and Bingge's Peak Showdown 1

The first stop after leaving the Cang Qiong Mountain Sect was, without a doubt, Luo Binghe's Demon Realm base camp in the northern border.

When Shen Qingqiu was "under house arrest" before, he stayed in this underground palace for a while. At that time, outside the 1:1-scale imitation bamboo house, the soil was turned and fertilized, and the high and low bamboos were kept alive and dead. Now that I have revisited the hometown, I don’t know Luo Binghe’s group of conscientious little devil brothers. What method was used to actually grow the bamboo alive, planting a green shade.

During the first ten days of his arrival, Luo Binghe was really sticking to him every day, and he couldn't get it off. In the past few days, he has actually started to restrain himself, and suddenly he has become more polite. It was said that the northern border and the southern border had been in constant conflict recently, and their affairs were busy, so the time spent dangling in front of Shen Qingqiu was greatly reduced.

Of course this is false. Shen Qingqiu felt that it must be because he politely refused Luo Binghe's request to share the bed before, and hurt Luo girl's blx [manual goodbye]

Well, he just habitually pushed and refused, as long as Luo Binghe pestered him a little more, he would agree!

Who would have guessed that Luo Binghe rushed out the door just after he waved his hand, and consciously found a corner to squat and plant mushrooms...

The moment of heartbreak came suddenly!

Shen Qingqiu guessed that he mostly hid in the inner hall these few days, and decided that he should take the initiative to go there and let it go.

No one except Luo Binghe was allowed to enter the inner hall. But Luo Binghe had said that he could walk in this underground palace with his eyes closed, and he could enter and leave anywhere at will.

Orders were issued layer by layer, how could anyone without eyes dare to stop him. Shen Qingqiu slipped in, unexpectedly not seeing Luo Binghe, first of all, he took a thorough look at Luo Binghe, the small private space that used to be tightly covered.

Just as he was about to touch it thoroughly, the stone gate suddenly opened wide, stumbled, and a figure entered.

Shen Qingqiu's eyes narrowed at first, but after seeing the person coming, he lost his voice: "Luo Binghe?"

Luo Binghe didn't seem to have expected that there was another person in the inner hall.

His half-dazed pupils suddenly shrank, he raised his eyes and reflected Shen Qingqiu's face in his dark eyes. The murderous aura on his face turned into a terrifying astonishment in an instant.

Shen Qingqiu didn't notice so much.

What he could see in his eyes now was Luo Binghe's head covered in blood.

Luo Binghe took a few steps and his knees went weak. He went up to meet him, and just took Luo Binghe, who fell forward, into his arms, and naturally grabbed the other's blood-soaked back with his backhand: "What's going on? Who did it?"

Luo Binghe actually got beaten up like this on his own territory!

Well, this is not really a bug. The male protagonists of the stallion are all done, and what kind of plot is qualified to be called a bug!

Luo Binghe's throat twitched, his gums were about to be crushed, and a word exploded from between his teeth: "...Go!"

"Walk"?

You mean... want him to escape?

Shen Qingqiu hurriedly said, "Okay, let's go." Then he went to grab Luo Binghe's waist.

Who knows, Luo Binghe closed his mouth tightly and pushed him away suddenly.

It was the first time that Shen Qingqiu was pushed away by him, and he was stunned on the spot, thinking to himself, does this kid want him to go first by himself?

...Afraid of hurting him?

It seems that this is the only explanation!

Immediately he said: "Don't make trouble, I will take you back to the Cang Qiong Mountain Sect for the teacher."

Luo Binghe's forehead burst with blue veins, and he said sternly, "Don't go!"

Shen Qingqiu thought he was playing with his temper again: "It's already this time, why are you still making trouble, go there and hide for a while!" Said that the palm of his hand pressed against Luo Binghe's back.

Luo Binghe's face froze suddenly.

A warm and endless stream of spiritual power came from his back, and was pushed into his body wave after wave.

After sending it for a while, Shen Qingqiu felt that it should be almost the same, he withdrew his hand and pulled out the Xiu Ya sword, pulled up Luo Binghe, and flew into the sky on the spot.

The Xiuya Sword came from Wanjianfeng, and whenever Xiuya entered the air defense barrier of the Cangqiongshan faction, an alarm would never be triggered. Therefore, Shen Qingqiu could bring himself back to the area without knowing it. Qing Jing Peak.

However, those who can hide from other peaks cannot hide from the disciples on their own peaks.

When he dragged Luo Binghe to the bamboo hut sneakily, someone was already inside.

Ming Fan was holding a broom, sweeping the floor while chatting, Ning Yingying stood on the small bamboo bench, rolled up her sleeves, and used a whisk to clean the dust on the top shelf of the bookshelf.

Shen Qingqiu kicked the door and came in, the two of them were startled, they looked at it again, and immediately called out, "Master—"

Shen Qingqiu made a zipper action in front of his mouth, and the two of them immediately stopped making a sound.

Shen Qingqiu said in a low voice, "What are you yelling about, do you want to bring the whole bunch of Baizhan Peak here?"

Knowing that he was back, Liu Qingge would definitely come over. Once he came, how could Luo Binghe be able to hide it now!

You must know that every time I see Luo Binghe, the one who most actively surrounds and beats him is the group of terrorists from Baizhan Peak. Luo Binghe was obstructing himself, and he didn't dare to fight back and beat them. Every time he became a living target to be chased and beaten, even if he couldn't kill him, it would be very troublesome!

Ning Yingying's eyes widened, her hands covered her mouth, and she nodded as if a chicken was pecking at rice. Then she looked at Luo Binghe, who was covered in blood, moved her hands away, and took in a cool breath, "Master, what's wrong with him?"

Luo Binghe glanced at Mingfan, a look of disbelief and extreme disgust flashed across his eyes.

Those eyes were cold to the bone, Ming Fan couldn't help but clenched his broom, shrank his shoulders, and almost fell to the ground.

Shen Qingqiu didn't see these details, he helped Luo Binghe to sit beside the bed: "I'm a little injured. You guys go out first. The medicine box sent by Qiancaofeng is still in place, right?"

Ning Yingying said: "The things in the bamboo hut haven't moved, they are all put in place. Master, do you want the disciples to help?"

Shen Qingqiu said: "No need. As a teacher, one person can handle it."

After driving out the two apprentices, Shen Qingqiu straightened Luo Binghe, put a pillow behind his back, and made him lean on him, then squatted down and took off his boots for him.

Luo Binghe kept his mouth tightly closed and did not speak, his eyes focused on Shen Qingqiu's black hair after bowing his head, his eyes were unpredictable, his vigilance and coldness changed. Shen Qingqiu thought he was injured and was unable to speak. Seeing his forehead was also dripping with cold sweat, he got water and a soft towel to wipe his face, and picked out a bunch of bottles and jars from the medicine box Mu Qingfang had given him. He turned around and reached out to undress him.

Luo Binghe grabbed his hand suddenly.

This grip was so forceful that Shen Qingqiu frowned, but he couldn't slap his forehead with his other hand, and said in a low voice, "Don't be self-willed, I'll show you the wound."

Luo Binghe still didn't let go. Shen Qingqiu grabbed a bunch of colorful pills in his left palm, and he had long been impatient to wait.

Dozens of pills of different sizes filled his mouth, Luo Binghe's face turned black, and he finally withdrew. Shen Qingqiu took the opportunity to tear his clothes "scoff". After taking two glances, I was a little clueless, so I only dared to use a soft towel to gently wipe the blood.

The rolled flesh overflowed with black energy, not like an ordinary wound, otherwise Yiluo Binghe's self-healing ability would have been restored to its original state. Shen Qingqiu carefully cleaned him up, and said, "Where have you gone these days, and who have you fought like this?"

Luo Binghe never spoke. Shen Qingqiu finished wiping his chest, and according to what Mu Qingfang taught, grab Luo Binghe's wrist and check his pulse. If the situation is really bad, he should ask Mu Qingfang to come over and talk about it.

Probing, he glanced at Luo Binghe's back of his hand and chest.

A strange unease crept into my heart.

Faintly, felt something was wrong.

It seems... something is missing.

But seeing Luo Binghe's pale lips and cold eyes, he didn't bother to think about it, he sat on the edge of the bed and continued to send him spiritual power.

As the spiritual power slowly flowed through Luo Binghe's muscles and veins, Shen Qingqiu felt his stiff muscles gradually relax, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand, and planned to take Luo Binghe into his arms.

Luo Binghe broke free again.

Shen Qingqiu, who was pushed away for the second time, threw away the cloth in his right hand and said helplessly, "What's wrong with you."

Luo Binghe's eyes were full of vigilance and precaution, Shen Qingqiu rolled his eyes secretly, and criticized: "At this time, why are you still angry. Isn't it because I didn't let you sleep with you two days ago, it's worth being angry until today."

Hearing this, Luo Binghe's mouth seemed to twitch.

Shen Qingqiu was annoyed, he reached out his hand instead, touched his forehead, and pondered, "It's a little hot. Are you dizzy?"

Suddenly, Ning Yingying's voice came from outside: "Uncle Liu, you can't go in, Shizun is inconvenient for him right now..."

Ning Yingying usually speaks softly and whispers softly, but sometimes she can't hear clearly if she doesn't get close, so she shouts so loudly, she's obviously giving advice to Shen Qingqiu in the room.

He immediately jumped out of bed, and as soon as he lowered the curtain, the wooden door of the bamboo house was slammed open.

Liu Qingge carried the sword on his back and broke into the house in three steps. Shen Qingqiu put one hand behind him, turned around and raised his eyebrows and said, "Junior Brother Liu, stay safe."

Liu Qingge covered his face and said, "The Cangqiong Mountain faction has rules, so Luo Binghe can't come up."

Shen Qingqiu: "Why haven't I heard of this rule."

Liu Qingge: "Newly decided."

Ming Fan probed his brain and interjected, "Yes, Master, now the Cangqiongshan faction really has this rule, that is, the head master didn't engrave the rules on the stone. Everyone knows..."

Shen Qingqiu reprimanded: "You shut up!"

Don't think I don't know, it's you, you little brat named Liu Qingge! ! !

This kid has been admiring Baizhan Peak for a long time, and he has to report Liu Qingge on every big thing. He has already become a spy of Qingjing Peak!

Although there are not many young people who do not admire Baizhan Peak, it is understandable, but this kind of behavior of turning elbows and rubbing secretly to make small reports is shameful!

I'll take care of you later!

Ming Fan wilted as soon as he was reprimanded, and walked out in a sullen manner. Ning Yingying stood at the door, still unresolved, and stomped on his feet with all his strength, mumbling and blaming him for something bad.

As soon as the two left, Liu Qingge immediately opened the curtain of the bed.

Luo Binghe was half-sitting on the bed, his eyes flashing fierce, like a wounded young wild leopard, with murderous aura, staring at Liu Qingge, his eyes like ice knives, but also like poisonous flames, with a critical strike in his hand, ready to attack at any time. Shen Qingqiu hurriedly inserted himself in the middle, pressing one leg against the bed board, blocking Luo Binghe: "Junior brother, don't do this."

Liu Qingge was surprised: "Is he injured?"

Shen Qingqiu really wanted to bow to him, and sighed, "If he wasn't injured, I wouldn't be able to bring him back. Junior Brother Liu, just turn a blind eye and stop chasing him."

Liu Qingge said, "Why don't you stay in the demon world when you're injured?"

It was because of staying in the Demon World that got hurt!

Shen Qingqiu: "Something happened..."

"That group of demons and monsters rebelled?"

"Uh." Shen Qingqiu glanced at Luo Binghe from the corner of his eyes. He didn't know that it was involved in the internal affairs of the Demon Race. He should not say it properly, and said vaguely, "Maybe."

Liu Qingge said: "I clean up my own mess. The Cangqiongshan faction is your backing, not his backing."

Luo Binghe suddenly sneered, touching the wound near his chest, and then gritted his teeth forbearance. Hearing how hard he had endured, Shen Qingqiu suddenly became full of confidence, and said sternly, "Junior Brother Liu, don't forget, this is Qingjing Peak."

Whether or not Qingjing Peak wants to keep people, of course, the Peak Master has the final say!

Liu Qingge hated him for not arguing, and said with a cold face, "Just protect him!"

After dropping this sentence, he rushed out the door. In less than two seconds, Deng Deng stepped back and dropped something into Shen Qingqiu's arms.

Shen Qingqiu caught it and saw that it was his folding fan again.

In the last melee in Luo Chuan, a folding fan fell somewhere. Every time Liu Qingge picked it up, it could be seen that he was really related to this fan, otherwise, just give it to him!

He coughed dryly and said politely, "I've troubled Junior Brother Liu every time."

Liu Qingge walked away.

Luo Binghe's voice sounded from behind Shen Qingqiu, his voice was a little hoarse: "...Liu Qingge?"

This sound is a truly uncertain question.

Shen Qingqiu said: "Don't worry about it. That's how he is, he just shouted twice. After he shouted, the person left."

Luo Binghe narrowed his eyes, gradually showing a thoughtful look.

Shen Qingqiu put the folding fan on the table and comforted him: "Don't be afraid, Master said so today, he won't come to embarrass you for the time being. If the disciples of Baizhan Peak come to besiege you again, you can fight back, don't fight. Just die, you don't have to let it go. It can be regarded as giving Qing Jingfeng a face."

The more Luo Binghe listened, the more bizarre the light flashed in his eyes.

He called out tentatively, "...Master?"

Shen Qingqiu tilted his head: "Huh?"

The tone and expression are all gentle and accommodating, and they are responsive.

Luo Binghe withdrew his gaze and twitched the corners of his mouth: "It's fine. I just wanted to...call me."

This kid has nothing to do and likes Shizun and Shizun keeps calling, Shen Qingqiu didn't know it for the first time, he patted the back of his head: "Sleep? What's going on in the Demon Realm, it's all healed up here, and then I'll talk about it. ."

Luo Binghe nodded indiscernibly.

Seeing this, Shen Qingqiu leaned down, pulled the quilt from his back, and helped him fall down. Before laying down, carefully untie the hairband for him, so as not to press it while sleeping and slap his head.

After doing this, Shen Qingqiu blew out the lamp, took off his coat, and got into bed.

He hugged Luo Binghe and said, "Go to sleep. I will adjust your breath for you."

Now hug and hug, and slept as well. Shouldn't that little temper from before be gone?

Shen Qingqiu closed his eyes and adjusted his body's spiritual breath to the most gentle state. The evening tide was like a gentle rush of Luo Binghe's spiritual veins.

In the darkness, a pair of clear eyes flickered with cold light, and they didn't close for a long time, staring straight at Shen Qingqiu with An Ran's closed eyes.

Shen Qingqiu's long hair was scattered between his arms and fingers, he grabbed a strand of black hair, slowly tightened it, and silently repeated the name with his mouth.

Shen Qingqiu.

Shen Qingqiu.

A strange and sinister arc suddenly evoked at the corner of his lips.

The silent smile spread on "Luo Binghe"'s face.

He seemed to have discovered something extremely interesting, and his eyes were shining brightly, with an almost cruel excitement.

This night, Shen Qingqiu's dream was complicated and long.