Chapter 93: Extra Story 4

Shang Qinghua was about to cry in fright.

Actually came back. Never thought of it... No, strictly speaking, it can't be regarded as a series of never thought of it - "Mystery No Ghosts", this was originally a special skill that I developed so that Mo Beijun could help Bing brother cut people and set fire to assassinations anytime, anywhere. !

Shang Qinghua said incessantly: "Your Majesty, listen to my explanation. As soon as I went out that day, I met a familiar senior brother. I was afraid that he would ask too many questions, revealing flaws, and it would be bad for him to trouble you with Your Majesty. In addition, your injury is no longer a serious problem. After thinking about it, I decided to endure the humiliation and come back with them, and I will see you again in the future..."

Mo Beijun seemed tired of the hand holding his temple, so he switched to the other one.

"He asked you to come back, and you came back with him."

Shang Qinghua said aggrievedly: "Otherwise, what else can I do? I can't fight to the death? Fight? How can I do it? Not to mention that I can't beat them, and more importantly, I have to act as an undercover agent for you, Your Majesty, why? Can you tear up your face with the Cang Qiong Mountain faction so early?"

Taking advantage of this raging fire, he hit the railroad while it was still hot: "Your Highness, I am now an inner disciple, am I full of energy? Is there a lot of room for improvement?"

Dog legs. The dog's legs can't be added.

However, no matter how dog-legged the surface is, the heart of Chicory is calm.

He has always believed that:

1 A boy has gold under his knees (in the right order);

2 The boy doesn't play when he has tears, and when he doesn't play when he plays.

The two major life principles told him that when necessary, it doesn't matter if you are a bit dog-legged.

Thinking about it another way, Mobeijun is a character he created. For an author, it is like his own son. Of course, it doesn't matter if a father takes care of his son and loves him. The so-called children are the debts of their parents in their previous lives...

Bang bang ah ah, Shang Qinghua, who was still beaten well, squatted on the chair with his knees in his arms, and skillfully used the spirit of Ah Q to self-heal.

After stretching his muscles and bones, Mo Beijun lay back on the bed, stretched his waist, turned over, turned his back to Shang Qinghua, and a sleepy voice came from a neither high nor low voice: "Continue tomorrow."

...

continue? !

Shang Qinghua had the urge to shout and call the entire Cangqiongshan faction to die with him.

Of course, impulses are impulses because they can often be suppressed, but not implemented.

Mo Beijun didn't take off his boots, just lying on the new bed that he had never slept on, Shang Qinghua was extremely heartbroken.

"Your Majesty, this is Cang Qiong Mountain."

A very lethal pillow flew over and smashed Shang Qinghua into grinning.

Shang Qinghua picked up the pillow and said euphemistically, "Your Majesty, this is my bed."

Mo Beijun raised a finger and shook it.

He said two words coldly and noblely: "mine."

understood.

Because his whole person belongs to Mobeijun, of course his things also belong to Mobeijun. Naturally, the bed is also from Mobeijun.

As for whether the reverse inference is valid? At this time, it is time to go to the fat tiger theory: what is mine is yours, and what is yours is still yours.

Shang Qinghua angrily rolled down from the chair, silently packed up the broken teacups under his feet, and began to hum a little tune of "I'll lie down and come to your bed.

Anyway, I gave myself a pillow, I didn't even have a pillow before. Be content and happy, hug and sleep.

Today's Shang Qinghua is also industrious like a happy little bee.

After Mobei-Jun slept in the idle dwelling for three days, he disappeared without a sound.

Only then did Shang Qinghua deeply realize how unscientific it was that he had given Mobei Jun three days. Within three days, no one found out that there were demons swaggering up to the Anding Peak, using the future (logistics) elite children as bulls and horses!

No warning! No doubt! Nothing at all!

Like a serf who turned over to sing, Shang Qinghua was very excited and waved for a while until he received a task from the old master of Anding Peak.

Although An Dingfeng's mission is nothing more than daily clutter, the only difference is that the battle is in the rear or the front line, but, getting closer to dangerous creatures, it is inevitable to feel uneasy.

For example, when Baizhan Peak and the Wraiths were killed, rushing to deliver the blood-boosting pills, this kind of mission is too brutal to end!

Fortunately, Mo Beijun is still very capable of covering people.

Shang Qinghua originally thought that he had left himself behind, but he did not expect that when he was in trouble several times, he was caught by a creature that looked like a demon, and saved his life.

...This is a tacit acceptance of his surrender, right? ? ?

After thinking about it, Shang Qinghua couldn't help but think that hugging his thighs or something was quite useful.

Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to live now!

By the way, the concise and concise system gave Shang Qinghua a new instruction: to become the chief disciple of Anding Peak within three years.

In addition to performing tasks outside, Mobei-Jun needs to perform well under the "care" of Mobei-Jun. If he wants to be the chief disciple, he must also spend a lot of thought inside Cangqiongshan Sect.

Considering that everyone knows that the IQ of the cannon fodder and supporting characters in the book "The Proud Immortal Demon Way" is only 40, so the so-called palace scheming is probably at this level:

Assuming that the old master of Anding Peak already has a chief disciple a, who is very good (excellent = serving tea, water, laundry and quilts) Send one to deliver.

All Shang Qinghua needs to do is to sneak a bunch of salt or sugar on the carefully baked cake every time to make it very unpalatable.

The above process is repeated three times. ok, the old peak master was finally completely disappointed with the original eldest disciple.

Think about it: if you can't even bake a pie, what else can you do.

At this time, if Shang Qinghua showed his superb cooking skills a few more times, he would be able to successfully ascend to the top!

As the saying goes: if your IQ is not enough, you need to make up for your flaws. If you can't do the best, do the worst.

The plot is so mentally retarded that it can make readers crazily complain, which is also a success!

This kind of plot is countless in the way of the arrogant fairy and the devil, and the grand occasion that readers have been swarming all year round can be said to be a great spectacle in the book review area at the end. The one who sprayed the most was the peerless cucumber.

Thinking of this, Shang Qinghua couldn't help but miss the little friend in the book review area and this dear friend.

I really miss his heroic manner of endlessly roaring, "It's just because you have this kind of thinking that you're just a third-rate stallion writer!!!"!

However, when he became the chief disciple of An Ding Peak, his troubles only increased.

For example, when was a disciple of the outer sect, would never have the opportunity to go down the mountain with Shen Qingqiu and Liu Qingge on a mission.

This fucking is a special prize that has to be drawn for several lifetimes.

The Cangqiongshan faction attaches great importance to the connection between peers, and it is common for several chief disciples to team up regularly. This time the division of labor among the three is very clear. Liu Qingge was the striker and thug; Shen Qingqiu was the center, in charge of [crossing out] Xu and Weishe, as well as sneaking and making up the knife, and swinging a fan to pretend to be [crossed out].

What about Shang Qinghua?

Of course, he is responsible for driving the carriage, ordering a hotel, carrying things, and all the income and expenses of the trip. Logistics.

But if only it were that cheap.

"It is said that at night, when you look into the well, you will see your reflection smiling and beckoning, and you will pull people in and drown. Sometimes you will see dead relatives... Cough Cough, Senior Brother Shen and Junior Brother Liu You guys… listen to me first, are you all right…”

Shang Qinghua put down the file.

Shen Qingqiu's sleeve is like a book, he can sit and stand anytime, anywhere, and he can start pretending to himself. At this moment, he is leaning against the shadowy old banyan, showing that his belly is full of poetry and books. And Liu Qingge had been standing beside the well for a long time, looking in.

Liu Qingge wanted to fight quickly so that he and Shen Qingqiu would not continue to be together. Shen Qingqiu wanted Liu Qingge to get out of the way as soon as possible after finishing the hard work. Neither of them wanted to get close to the other and disgusted themselves.

Liu Qingge raised his head and said, "No."

Shang Qinghua understood. It means "my reflection is not in there beckoning and smiling at me".

He spread his hands and said, "This... how about trying it with Senior Brother Shen instead?"

Shen Qingqiu collected the book, put on the folding fan, and walked to the well: "I'm sorry, please."

Liu Qingge retreated a dozen paces away. Shen Qingqiu casually looked into the well, but it seemed that there was nothing to gain.

Shang Qinghua flipped through the dossier: "It's really strange, it's clearly said that..."

It's a pity, no matter how loud it is, it can't cover Shen Qingqiu's malicious voice: "We've all tried it, is it your turn?"

Sure enough, even the monsters in this world are bullying and fearing the hard. When the other two looked at it, they couldn't see a single fart. When it was Shang Qinghua's turn, he could see his shadow scratching his head in the well.

Without saying a word, Liu Qingge slapped the hilt of the sword, took the luan out of its sheath, and plunged into the well water like a long rainbow.

After a moment of silence, the calm surface of the well water began to bubble up.

Shang Qinghua wisely retreated again and again, pulling out a safe distance. Just listening to a burst of ghost crying and wolf howling, a large number of flocculent souls spewed out of the sky!

Liu Qingge smashed the heads of the group of women who were chasing him and said, "Get back!"

According to the usual practice, once the fight starts, the disciples of Anding Peak should roll far away without providing supplies, and stay where it is cool. It's a pity that Shang Qinghua made a wrong estimate this time, and he didn't roll far enough, and he was surrounded by resentful spirits scattered into white haze. At this point, he had no choice but to use his housekeeping skills, rolled his eyes, and lay down on the spot.

The trick of pretending to be dead is always tried and tested!

During the melee, Liu Qingge and Shen Qingqiu's backs accidentally leaned against each other, both of them showed disgust at the same time, Shen Qingqiu had already struck out with a backhand crit, wiping Liu Qingge's shoulder and flying over. Liu Qingge was furious, and immediately returned a message.

This is good, the main force in the battle completely ignored the enemy and started fighting on their own.

Shen Qingqiu cursed: "Are you blind? Where are you hitting?!"

Liu Qingge was no more polite than him: "Who beat first? Who blinded first?!"

Shang Qinghua lay on the ground and rolled his eyes. He could see clearly that there was a faint white shadow in front of Liu Qingge's side just now, and Shen Qingqiu crossed Liu Qingge's shoulder and scattered it. Seeing that the battle between the two of them was getting bigger and bigger, and they were about to kill each other, he couldn't care less. He sat up and cried weakly, "Don't quarrel. Junior Brother Liu, you misunderstood, in fact just now Senior Brother Shen, he is..."

Shen Qingqiu waved his hand, and the wall beside Shang Qinghua's head was blasted with a few deep cracks, and a rustling of ash fell.

Shen Qingqiu said coolly, "If you want to die, die completely, don't get up halfway."

Shang Qinghua didn't say a word, he fell down and continued to rest in peace.

One tightly sealed the Jing Yao and the resentful spirits it collected in the recycling container, Shang Qinghua brought in the carriage, Liu Qingge didn't look sideways, and walked to the other road.

Shang Qinghua hurriedly said, "Junior Brother, where are you going?"

Liu Qingge hummed, "I don't go with people who sneak attacked the same door."

Shen Qingqiu clapped his hands and smiled and said, "It's so good, I don't want to walk with someone who is powerful and brainless. Junior Brother Shang, let's go."

He squeezed Shang Qinghua's shoulder, Shang Qinghua grinned and agreed, and finally broke free from the devil's claws, he caught up with Liu Qingge, and exhorted, "Brother Liu, there is a word of advice for you. Don't practice alone, it's easy to get angry. Enchanted."

Before Liu Qingge spoke, the handle of Shen Qingqiu's fan knocked on the car pole. Shang Qinghua hurried back.

Along the way, he stared at Shen Qingqiu while driving the car.

Shen Qingqiu was originally leaning against the carriage to read a book, but his face became more and more gloomy when he stared at him, and he narrowed his eyes: "What are you looking at me for?"

Shang Qinghua said shyly and timidly: "...Senior Brother Shen, actually I don't want to remind you. But since you asked sincerely, then I will... your book is taken down."

"..."

Shen Qingqiu's face blushed for an instant, and suddenly he drew his sword and stood up.

"No no no no don't be impulsive!!!"

This fellow Shen Qingqiu has the thinnest skin, and if he demolishes him in person, he will remember you for the rest of his life. It seems that a person like him who pretends to be very skilled can actually take the book down. It seems that he was really angry just now.

That's right, it's hard to do something good, but the result is unsatisfactory. If it's not satisfactory, just tell Liu Qingge directly, but he refuses, and even he was interrupted to explain it to him. This person really can't twist and turn around and toss himself.

Shen Qingqiu's eyes were like snakes and scorpions, and Shang Qinghua was sweating coldly. After a long while, he sat back, put his sword into the sheath, and tried to calm down. He smiled and said, "Shang Qinghua, shut up, okay?"

Shang Qinghua's heart was itching, he raised his hand and said, "Can I say one more thing?"

Shen Qingqiu raised his chin and signaled to play. Shang Qinghua looked at him seriously, and said the most sincere words since he was drawn into the arrogant fairy path by the electric current:

"If you see someone going crazy in the future, don't panic, and don't rashly go up to help save people. Be calm, go out and call someone, don't do it yourself. Otherwise, you will definitely do a disservice, stab a big basket, and give up on yourself from now on. , you can't turn over for the rest of your life, and you can't wash yourself if you jump into the Yellow River!"

Shen Qingqiu was inexplicable: "What does it have to do with me when others go into trouble. Why should I panic, why should I help?"

Shang Qinghua said with a face, "I knew it would be this kind of reaction" and said, "...In short, just remember it."

When Shang Qinghua became the Peak Master, he could finally stop being a blatant Xiaofudi.

A busy life is still a busy life, but it can be regarded as a great progress from being a maidservant to a general manager.

I heard that the master on Qingjing Peak, who can't be offended, fell ill. After recovering from the illness, a secret meeting was held in a low-key manner on the peak of the dome.

The dome peak side hall.

Eleven of the twelve peak masters have arrived.

Yue Qingyuan said contemptuously: "Do you think that, Junior Brother Qingqiu... these days are very strange."

Several peak masters agreed.

Liu Qingge said solemnly, "It's not just weird."

Qi Qingqi muttered, "It's like a different person."

It was at this time that Shang Qinghua stepped into the side hall. In recent years, Qiancaofeng's keel melon seeds have been selling well outside, and he has been running for sales outside for several months. As soon as he came back, he was inexplicably pulled into a meeting, and he was still confused about the situation. He rubbed his hands and said, "This, I haven't seen Senior Brother Shen for a while. Can you guys tell me what the specific method is?"

Yue Qingyuan said: "He can talk to me calmly for the last hour."

"..." Shang Qinghua said in horror, "It's so weird. That's really weird!"

It is said that there is a dead knot between the two. This knot is incomprehensible, and there is no possibility of harmony.

Liu Qingge said, "He was in Lingxi Cave...He helped me."

It was only then that Shang Qinghua remembered, yes, in this time line, Liu Qingge should have been killed by Shen Qingqiu, how could he still be sitting here alive in a meeting? !

Could it be that his reminder to Shen Qingqiu had an effect on the well-demonstration back then?

Others continued to summarize the various abnormalities of Shen Qingqiu in the recent period, why the demon girl who had no idea what to do was wounded herself, and what kind of caring disciples stood up to protect each other... Shang Qinghua's face was twisted when he heard it. After thinking about it, this kind of self-sacrifice for others, no matter how you look at it, it is seriously ooc!

He couldn't help saying, "Stop. He... won't be taken away, right? Senior Brother Wei, how is your sword test stand? Has he been there?"

On Wei Qingwei Wanjianfeng's sword test stand, there is a strange sword "Red Mirror" that no one has ever been able to pull out. Whenever a treacherous demon approaches, the sword will automatically unsheath. If Shen Qingqiu was really possessed by an impure object, as long as he got close to the sword-testing platform, the red mirror would definitely raise an alarm.

And Wei Qingwei said: "He walked over three times and tried to pull it out three times, but nothing happened."

"And he doesn't have any ghostly energy." Yue Qingyuan said slowly, "I can't detect any signs of being taken away."

Qi Qingqi spread his hands and said, "If you take the house, it doesn't make sense. The house must have a plan. He has nothing to do these days."

After a while of discussion, there was no consensus. In the end, Mu Qingfang said, "It's not necessarily a house grab. In my opinion, it may be that Senior Brother Shen's old problem has been committed again."

The peak masters looked at each other.

What is the "old problem", no need to clarify, everyone knows it.

It wasn't the first day that Shen Qingqiu was in a hurry to cultivate, maybe he had gone crazy again.

Mu Qingfang continued to analyze: "When a person is hit on the head by a boulder, he will lose some of his past memories. Then it is not impossible that one's temperament will change drastically if he goes crazy."

Yue Qingyuan said, "Is it still possible to recover?"

Qi Qingqi wrinkled his nose: "Senior brother in charge, do you still want him to remember it and return to the way he used to be, eh."

Yue Qingyuan was stunned for a while, then lowered his head and said, "I don't know either." He said earnestly, "Although he's doing fine now... But, it's better if he remembers it."

Peak Master You said puzzled: "In the past, he never greeted his senior and fellow sect masters properly, nor did he come to visit, and he still had a needle hidden in his speech. What's good. It's better now."

Yue Qingyuan smiled slightly and did not speak. Mu Qingfang wondered: "The last time I wrote a recipe for no cure, I helped him read it. I don't have any clues, it's difficult to start, I'm afraid I can only let it go."

After coming to the conclusion that "Qingjing Peak's peak master has lost his memory, he is happy to run away", and the meeting is dismissed.

After this meeting, Shang Qinghua felt that it was necessary for him to inspect this abnormal situation (by the way when sending funds to Qingjing Peak).

Before the inspection, Shang Qinghua went to Baizhan Peak first.

Logically speaking, Cang Qiong Mountain sent the peaks in terms of seniority, Qingjing Peak ranked second, Baizhan Peak ranked seventh, after sending the first Qiongding Peak, Qingjing Peak should be sent first in order. But firstly, Shen Qingqiu was too difficult to serve, Shang Qinghua had to rack his brains every time to figure out how to speak so that he would not offend him; secondly, Baizhanfeng could fight well, so he would send their funds first, compared with Shang Qinghua. Peace of mind.

What kind of peace of mind? Well, it's the kind of reassurance method in which the small self-employed operating the store pays the protection fee to the local Yiba...

He was greeted by Liu Qingge's younger brother, Ji Ji, who was as enthusiastic as ever. The two sides exchanged a few words. After the handover, Ji Ji said, "Then Senior Brother Shang, walk slowly, I'm going back to the martial arts field."

Looking at his expression, Shang Qinghua seemed to be reluctant to walk so fast, and asked, "Recently, junior brother Liu often stays on Baizhan Peak. Which junior brother has greatly improved his realm?"

Liu Qingge has been looking for people outside for fights all year round. No one on Baizhan Peak is his opponent, and he only returns once a month at most. When Baizhan Peak went to Qiancao Peak for treatment in a group, that is, he just came back. However, recently, the threshold of Qiancao Peak's mountain gate has to be broken by the uncles of Baizhan Peak, and the funds are also tight. Mu Qingfang asked Shang Qinghua for accommodation every few minutes. He felt that it was strange that he only asked this question.

Ji Jie said gloomily, "It's not on our peak. It's Shen Qingqiu."

Shang Qinghua didn't expect to hear any shocking answer at all, he smiled and nodded: "Oh, Shen Qingqiu... Shen Qingqiu?!"

After digesting the huge amount of information brought by these three words, Shang Qinghua almost jumped up in shock.

Shen Qingqiu? In Baizhan Peak? And at the Baizhan Peak Martial Arts Arena? what to do? Was it unilaterally beaten by Liu Qingge? No, Yitara's hatred ability should be to be beaten by a group - what should do if die? He is an important scum villain!

Ji Ji: "...Senior Brother Shang, what kind of eyes are you looking at! Don't look at me like that! We didn't kill anyone! Shen Qingqiu is still alive, and no one did anything to him! What you should ask is what he did to us!"

So, Shang Qinghua followed him all the way to the martial arts field.

On the high platform of basalt, Liu Qingge and Shen Qingqiu were actually competing with swords in a proper manner.

Liu Qingge's movements were much slower than usual. It was more like feeding tricks than fighting swords. The eyebrows are also peaceful, and there is no murderousness in the past.

At this time, Shen Qingqiu stabbed the air with a sword. He frowned and moved his left hand slightly,

Shang Qinghua's heart was suddenly tense, and Ji Jie's expression froze at the corner of his eyes, as if he had the urge to cry out.

The two of them looked at each other with a heart-to-heart.

Ji Ji had a lingering fear in her heart, and said in a low voice, "I always feel that Shen Qingqiu will immediately release some hidden poisoning weapons or something."

Shang Qinghua expressed the same feeling: "Heroes see the same thing!" It seems that Junior Brother Ji has a very thorough understanding of this role! As expected of the old enemy who once fought with Shen Qingqiu in a brothel and lost both faces...

Shen Qingqiu took back Xiu Ya and stood still and thought. He doesn't sneer, and he doesn't look at people sideways. Looking at people like this, he warms his eyebrows and eyes, and he has a gentleman's style.

After a while, Shen Qingqiu said, "I don't understand."

Liu Qingge grabbed a sharp sword flower and said, "Why don't you understand?"

A disciple next to Ji Ji suddenly said, "My God, he doesn't understand anymore."

Another disciple whispered: "I...I can't do it...I'm sick in my stomach, so I'll go down first..."

Ji Ji hurriedly said, "Junior brother wait for me, I too..."

Junior brother pushed him back: "Stay! Didn't you just come back!"

On the field, Shen Qingqiu said, "In those few moves just now, if I use my right hand to strike you with a sword, and my left hand strikes a critical strike with my spiritual power, looking for a chance to hit your lower abdomen, I still have a chance to win."

Liu Qingge scoffed, "It's impossible."

Shen Qingqiu insisted: "It's possible."

Liu Qingge: "If you can win, why don't you try?"

Shen Qingqiu said reservedly: "This is not a discussion, it's not good to be serious."

Liu Qingge didn't talk to him too much, and said to the court, "Come on someone!"

The person he picked up at random was like a warrior named Yi Shui, and he went to the field with a face of death, imitating Shen Qingqiu's way and fighting against Liu Qingge a few times, and he was directly blasted away by Chengluan's sword qi.

Liu Qingge then retracted the sword and sheathed it, and said to Shen Qingqiu, "Have you seen it? It won't work."

Shen Qingqiu unfolded his folding fan, shook it in front of his chest, and said with a sincere smile, "I see. Junior Brother Liu reacted too quickly. It really doesn't work."

Ji Ji complained to Shang Qinghua in a low voice, "Every time he says 'I don't understand', Senior Brother Liu will find someone to demonstrate until he understands..."

It is no wonder that the disabled population of Baizhan Peak has only increased recently, and Qiancao Peak has become a crowded city.

Shang Qinghua had only one idea.

Shen Qingqiu's precipice is intentional! ! !

After the end, Liu Qingge continued to train (bao) practice (da) the disciples of Baizhan Peak. Shen Qingqiu and Shang Qinghua greeted each other and walked down the mountain together. When he was about to leave the mountain gate, Ji Jie came over with two sacks to give to Shen Qingqiu and the monk Qinghua.

Shang Qinghua didn't know why, so he untied the tape and looked at it, only to see two clumps of bloody and furry things nestled inside: "This is..."

Ji Ji's expression was rigid and authentic: "The short-haired monster that Brother Liu hunted back, I heard that it tasted very good. The two brothers can bring it back to the peak to cook by themselves."

Short-haired monster? Short-haired monster? Has he ever set up such a monster? ! edible? Are you serious? !

Shen Qingqiu also seemed very suspicious of the edibleness of this thing: "I've been bothered..."

Ji Jibang read: "Senior brother said, this is a return gift for the tea sent by Qingjing Peak last time."

Shang Qinghua felt like a scumbag in his heart, with a smirk on his face: "So, I've got the light of Senior Brother Shen. I just don't know what kind of good tea leaves are?"

Shen Qingqiu said amiably: "My eldest disciple, Ming Fan's family, harvested it from the tea farm. As for whether it's good or not, Junior Brother Shang stopped by Qingjing Peak to have a meal, wouldn't you know?"

Shang Qinghua said with a shy face, "Then I'll take another smear of Senior Brother Liu's light."

So one person dragged a sack and tugged to the top of Qingjing Peak.

As soon as he entered the mountain gate, the wind was blowing on his face, and the birds were singing softly, which was very different from the outside world. The two of them stepped on the soft green fallen bamboo on the ground and felt refreshed.

Shen Qingqiu didn't know why, but he was in a good mood. He didn't look like he just lost to Liu Qingge. Instead, he praised in a leisurely manner, "Junior Brother Liu's swordsmanship is really good."

Shang Qinghua couldn't help reminding him, "Senior Brother Shen...how many times have you lost?"

Shen Qingqiu thought for a while: "Huh? Well, you ask this morning? It's only seven or eight times."

Then how can you be so calm? !

Shouldn't he gnash his teeth and bring rain (...), cuckoo weeping blood, throwing his hands back to retreat for three months and vowing to fight again?

You ooc, you know? ! Be professional, okay? !

Shen Qingqiu tapped the back of his neck with the handle of his fan: "There is no way to lose to Baizhan Peak's peak master. It's better to say that winning is abnormal."

"..." Shang Qinghua felt unable to communicate with him.

This picture of brothers, brothers, respectful brothers and sisters in harmony and friendship actually appeared between Shen Qingqiu and Liu Qingge - God damn it, maybe in a few days, Shen Qingqiu and Luo Binghe will be able to flirt with each other!

This terrifying picture flashed across his mind just as he saw a white shadow running over. A sticky thing suddenly fluttered in Shen Qingqiu's arms.

The soft thing called out, "Master!"

Shen Qingqiu was almost thrown upside down by him, leaning on his back, holding on to a thick bamboo, he managed to stand firm, and saw Shang Qinghua's expressionless face on the sidelines.

Looking at the handsome young man Embryo with his arms wrapped around Shen Qingqiu's waist like a diamond hoop, Shang Qinghua almost blurted out "Brother Bing"!

Shen Qingqiu shook his fan stiffly with one hand, and said neither embarrassed nor embarrassed: "Just call, don't drag your voice out. All day long, you threw at people, what kind of decency is your uncle still here!"

Luo Binghe slowly put his hands away, stood up straight, and called out to Uncle Shang obediently before saying, "After the disciple finished the morning class, he has been waiting here for the Master to come back. He was happy for a while and got carried away..."

Shang Qinghua's heart almost collapsed.

Luo Binghe took Shen Qingqiu's arm instead: "Master, why did you go for so long today?"

"Today... there are many people."

Luo Binghe naturally took the sack that Shen Qingqiu was carrying: "Can I go next time?"

"That depends on how your swordsmanship has grown." Shen Qingqiu said casually, "I don't know what monsters are in the bag, but Liu Shishu said you can eat it, let's see if you can clean the hair, what is the way to eat it. "

"Oh." Luo Binghe happily responded, shaking the bag, the contents inside suddenly began to struggle.

"Master, you are still alive!"

When they got to the small hall of the bamboo house, Shen Qingqiu's disciples were still poking around the unknown creature in the sack. When they poked the short-haired monster, they let out a miserable cry. They were still excited, tsk tsk. : "Master, it's really alive!"

"What about living? Or kill and eat?"

"No, it's so pitiful..."

Shang Qinghua tried his best to ignore the group of young disciples who were sitting around, bowing his head and drinking tea, his heart twitched.

I remember the last time I came here, all the disciples looked bitter and hated, stood like a pine and sat like a bell, each handed an ancient book, chanting mantras wherever they went, citing scriptures in cadence. Look at it now... Is this still Qingjing Peak, which is famous for its literary and artistic youth?

The whole childcare center for children with ADHD.

Shen Qingqiu said: "If you live, then keep it."

Ming Fan quickly objected: "Eat it, let's eat it, we haven't raised it before, I don't know how much it needs to eat, and it's troublesome to change the water for a walk or something..."

Ning Yingying pouted, "Come on, it's definitely not up to you to raise it, so of course Master will raise it for A Luo."

She raised her head and asked, "Master, where did you catch this strange thing?"

"From Baizhan Peak's Peak Master. Tea leaves in return."

Ning Yingying heard the words and hummed: "Master, I don't like Baizhan Peak, they hate it... Last time they used their swordsmanship to bully A Luo, and they chased him to fight..."

Shang Qinghua thought to himself: This is normal. Bai Zhanfeng's lineage had a natural dislike of Luo Binghe. It might be a single-celled creature's intuition of a potential evil.

After Ning Yingying finished her remarks, she demanded, "Master, you must help us teach them a lesson!"

"Pfft—" Shen Qingqiu choked, turned to Shang Qinghua, and smiled decently: "Cough cough...this kid, what nonsense is it...the same sect has to be harmonious and friendly, how can you always teach me a lesson?"

Shang Qinghua even claimed that he was, and responded with the same dry smile, drinking tea desperately.

Sister Yingying, you don't need your master to take action, Liu Qingge has already taught them a terrible lesson. The fact is that Shen Qingqiu is in charge of "harmony and friendship", and Liu Qingge is in charge of "tough lessons"... worthy of being a hypocrite! Shang Qinghua was deeply relieved that Shen Qingqiu was still that sinister Shen Qingqiu!

At this time, Luo Binghe brought tea and entered the hall to present it to Shang Qinghua. Shen Qingqiu said: "Come here, junior brother, thanks to Andingfeng's constant care..."

Ning Yingying said excitedly, "Master, you must give A Luo a breath!"

"..." Shen Qingqiu couldn't bear it any longer: "Yingying, go out and play!"

Luo Binghe hurriedly said: "Don't be angry or something. It's just that the disciple's skills are not as good as others, which will embarrass Master and Qing Jingfeng."

Shen Qingqiu comforted: "It's just that your foundation is not very good for the time being. As long as you work hard, over time, you will definitely surpass them."

Ming Fan said contemptuously: "Beyond Baizhan Peak, just him, wait for a hundred years." Ning Yingying lost her temper: "You look down on our Qingjing Peak and look down on A Luo, you can go to Baizhan Peak, see if they are willing to I won't accept you!" Shen Qingqiu raised his forehead: "Didn't I let you guys go out to play? Why are you still here?! Binghe quickly get them out, don't be embarrassed here."

...

Shang Qinghua felt that he was going to have a myocardial infarction.

What the hell are these Shen Qingqiu brand red candle gardener and Luo Binghe brand sweet little padded jacket!

Why don't you tell me that Shen Qingqiu really went to Baizhan Peak to make fun of people in order to vent Luo Binghe!

This father's kindness and filial piety... blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah, the picture of respecting each other like a guest is more mysterious than Shen Qingqiu and Liu Qingge discussing peacefully.If it continues like this, maybe they will flirt with each other one day.Bah, if there was such a time, he would have swallowed three pounds of heat.

In other words, the idiom of airplane chicory has always been used poorly, and the few I know of are used to describe Liu Mingyan's beauty.The most frequently used ones are "crisp chest trembling" and "blow bombs can be broken"."Respect each other like a guest" should be correct here...