The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System: The Ice Girl's Perspective

Yi Xiao asked, "Where are they all?"

The young man said: "My name is Yang Yixuan, I am the son of the Jinzi weapons shop in the city, and they are all in my shop."

Everyone made eye contact, and just about to agree, Luo Binghe said calmly: "Thank you, we already have a place to go in the city."

Walking on the street, the city is lifeless, and the doors of every house are closed.There are also many homeless people who couldn't find a place to go and gathered on the streets. In the past, the streets were full of traffic and people came and went, and they dared not show their faces, but now they are empty, and they are also unscrupulous. They set up a big iron pot, He piled firewood underneath, boiled soup, and huddled together to eat meat.

They were all wrapped in airtight black cloth, and they were not surprised to see Luo Binghe and his party whose painting style was incompatible with them. They looked at them as if they were looking at a dead person.After all, these days, no matter how majestic the monks who came to the city to rescue them, they have seen it.Die faster than them!

The person in charge of the spoon knocked on the iron pot: "It's almost bottomed out! Is there anything left to eat? Come, come!" Suddenly, several people ran out from the side, holding bowls and catching up.The picture is like relief for the hungry.

This plague has disrupted the rhythm of life in the entire city, so self-organized big pot meals can actually save lives.

In order to find out the root cause of the epidemic as soon as possible, they decided to investigate separately, as long as they saw open shops, they would go in, and they met many dead and alive along the way.

Some covered their lower body with a quilt, and when the quilt was lifted, there was only a pair of thighs under the quilt, and nothing below the knees. The place where there should be calves disappeared.And the thighs were all festered, with rotting flesh growing everywhere, and the stench burst out.And some people just have erythema of varying sizes.

Luo Binghe and Qin Wanyue entered a fence, and they could feel the smell of fragrance when they stood outside, and the stage was decorated beautifully, but now there was no laughter, singing and dancing.The tables and chairs in the hall were overturned and it was a mess.

They pushed open the door of the closest room, and saw a person lying vaguely on the bed.Lifting up the curtain of the bed, I found that it was a bone of bones, wearing a shirt of various designs and colors, with a head full of emeralds and emeralds, lying in a very peaceful posture.Probably knowing that the time of death has come, I put on my best clothes and went to sleep peacefully to die.

Qin Wanyue pulled Luo Binghe out of the room and closed the door.

In several rooms in a row, there were women's bones in formal attire, and this room was almost completely wiped out.They were patrolling on the second floor, when they suddenly heard a commotion on the first floor, several Huanhua Palace disciples gathered downstairs, and they all returned after patrolling their respective paths.

Looking up and seeing Luo and Qin, they rushed up one after another.

In the Accord Room at the end of the corridor on the second floor, several people told their experiences and got together, and finally Luo Binghe made a guess:

The plague spread in the city. When the disease first appeared, red spots appeared in a small area. The shortest period was three to five days, and the longest period was half a month. The red spots would expand and rot.After another month, it will fester to the bone and must be wrapped in black cloth to delay the attack.Those infected with this disease can survive for a month in Jinlan City. If they leave Jinlan City, the disease will accelerate as they go further away. Many people rush out of the city and die outside the city.It's just that the source of the disease and how it is transmitted are still unknown.

Just as he was talking, the exquisitely carved wooden door of the Accord suddenly slammed open on both sides, and a black shadow bounced into the room.Everyone was shocked and dispersed in a hurry.

The black shadow rushed in, obviously not expecting there were people in the room, or so many people.

Only then did everyone see clearly why the visitor was an old lady wrapped in black cloth!

Luo Binghe said in a deep voice: "It's the demons! Be careful!"

The thin old lady stood in the room, surrounded by the disciples of Huanhua Palace, but she had no fear on her face, she glanced around, suddenly laughed evilly, and slammed towards the crowd!The speed is so fast that almost only an afterimage can be seen!

Everyone was shocked, the room was small, the old lady was so fast, they couldn't avoid it, their eyes widened, but they saw a black dress suddenly appearing in front of them.

The old lady grabbed it hard with her claws, Luo Binghe slapped out with a muffled grunt, the old lady immediately bounced back and fell to the ground.

Xiao Mazi went forward to inspect carefully, and said after a while: "Senior Brother Luo, he is dead."

Luo Binghe nodded, and when he got closer, he realized that this person had an ordinary appearance, his face was full of wrinkles, and he couldn't tell the difference between a man and a woman.He opened his collar slightly, and everyone gasped when they saw it.Its skin was scarlet, as if it had been thrown into boiling water and boiled.

Luo Binghe's face was solemn: "It's the sower."

Qin Wanyue just recovered from the shock, "Senior brother Luo, what is a sower?"

"The sower, to be precise, is a profession of the demons, who provide food for the demons. Due to reasons such as geography and race, many creatures in the demon world, including some demons with a slightly heavier taste, have rather peculiar Physiological needs. Specifically, I like to eat rotten things. The more rotten the better, the maggots crawling are delicious and nutritious.

The demons don't have so many rotten things, so that's the role of the sower.Any non-demon creatures they approached or touched would have their limbs fester in a short period of time.Hundreds of years ago, the owner of the demon manor would capture hundreds of living people from the human world at once, and lock them in one place like animals, and let the seed sowers in.Within seven days, the person will be almost dead.At this time, whether to let people out to eat or go in to eat by yourself depends on your own mood. "

Luo Binghe belongs to the ancient Heavenly Demon lineage, the most elegant and traditional bloodline of the Demon Race, an ancient nobleman in the Demon World, and is not liked by the commoners of the Demon Race.

Some of the things about the sower were all in the extremely thick "Monster Collection" that the master asked him to memorize back then.Sitting next to the master himself, when the master was reading seriously, the occasional frowning and occasional smile flashed before his eyes, Luo Binghe was in a trance, feeling like a lifetime away.

He continued expressionlessly: "This profession has aroused great anger in the comprehension world. They launched a frenzied killing of the sowers, and even many unknown heroes risked being corrupted and died with them. Within ten years, The Sower of the Seed is almost extinct, even the Demon Realm is hard to see. It’s normal if you haven’t heard of it.”

Master reads a wide range of books, and loves to read some old books as strange novels.The sowers have a long history, and their endings are not even in "Monster Collection". This is what the master told him later.

Luo Binghe told the ins and outs of the sower all at once, and everyone in Huanhua Palace admired him, staring into their eyes, Qin Wanyue suddenly said: "Senior Brother Luo, your hand!"

She stepped forward and involuntarily grabbed Luo Binghe's wrist, and Luo Binghe subconsciously pulled it out.

Qin Wanyue looked at the erythema on his wrist, her eyes were red, "Senior Brother Luo, you were..."

Luo Binghe's complexion is very fair, and the red marks are particularly glaring. The crowd rushed up, not daring to say anything: "Senior brother Luo... what, what should I do?"

Luo Binghe withdrew his hand, and said in a warm voice: "No problem." As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a sound from the stairs on the second floor, he turned his head and looked casually, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he froze on the spot.

For a moment, even breathing seemed to stop.He looked down the corridor, his neck stiff.

At the entrance of the stairs, a green shirt was slightly swayed, with black hair slightly raised, with a sword hanging from his waist and a fan in his hand.The man was also staring at him, and froze in place.The eyes of the two met each other without hindrance, and they did not move away for a long time.

☆, Jinlan 2

Suddenly, the man took a step back, but his back bumped into something blocking his retreat, the man turned his head in panic, and saw Gongyi Xiao standing behind him.

Gongyi Xiao was puzzled and said: "Senior Shen? Why did you suddenly retreat?"

Shen Qingqiu didn't answer.Luo Binghe had already walked slowly, "Master?" His voice was low and soft.

Shen Qingqiu slowly turned his head and looked at him.

Luo Binghe had tried countless times to meet this figure that appeared countless times in his midnight dreams. It was not that he had not expected such a suddenness. It was only when he actually saw it that he realized that he had stacked up three years. He didn't know which sentence to say first.For a moment, Qingjing Peak, Jedi Valley, and Endless Abyss flashed through his mind in turn, and all the ups and downs and complex emotions turned into a soft voice: "It really is Master."

Shen Qingqiu's right hand holding the fan bone showed blue veins, and with his left hand he lifted the hem of his clothes, and finally stepped onto the second floor.

This person whom he had been thinking about day and night finally stood in front of him. Three years had accumulated deep-rooted marks on him, but he did not leave a single bit on Master.

Three years ago in Jedi Valley, he was on the same level as his master, but now he is a head taller than him.The master didn't change much, he was still graceful and elegant, but a breeze rose out of nowhere, stirring his heartstrings that hadn't stirred up waves for three years.

Shen Qingqiu was calm and composed, but his throat was a little rough: "...what's going on here?"

Luo Binghe smiled slightly, without saying a word.A group of Huanhua Palace disciples behind him suddenly came up with a huff, all of them had unkind eyes, full of hostility, and some had already revealed their weapons.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Gongyi Xiao stepped into the middle and reprimanded in a low voice: "Put the sword away, what a shame!"

Everyone restrained themselves, and those who had drawn their swords were reluctant to put them back into their sheaths, but their hostility towards Shen Qingqiu did not subside a bit.

The two sides stood still for a while, and suddenly a beautiful girl in a goose-yellow shirt came out from the side. Qin Wanyue wept and said: "You still have thoughts like this, Brother Luo, he... Brother Luo, he was killed by that traitor. Can't you think of an idea first!"

Shen Qingqiu glanced at Luo Binghe's wrist, and blurted out: "Are you infected?"

Hearing this, Luo Binghe glanced at him, his gaze flickered, he shook his head and said sincerely: "It's okay, as long as everyone is fine."

Seeing his selfless and considerate appearance, the disciples of Huanhua Palace, thinking of such a beautiful person being harmed by others, and still being gentle towards the perpetrator, couldn't help feeling more resentful towards Shen Qingqiu, and said in a strange way: "Senior brother Luo is infected with this The plague is coming, Senior Shen must be very happy, right?"

Seeing Shen Qingqiu frowning, Gongyi Xiao was very embarrassed, turned around and reprimanded: "Shut up!"

Shen Qingqiu's face was indifferent, and he only lowered his hands slightly, and his long sleeves slid down.

After being scolded, Xiao Mazi shut up resentfully, but still had an unconvinced expression on his face.Qin Wanyue said sadly: "It's all our fault. If it wasn't for protecting us just now, Brother Luo, you wouldn't..." Huanhua Palace was filled with mournful atmosphere, but Luo Binghe remained indifferent, as if it wasn't him who was talking about it, but Silently watching Shen Qingqiu.

Shen Qingqiu's face was cold, he walked straight to the corpse in the corner without looking sideways, pulled out Xiuya, chiseled a few times, the black cloth was cut into pieces, revealing the body inside, he said: "It's the sower."

Hearing this, everyone in Huanhua Palace looked disdainful, only Qin Wanyue said politely: "It turns out that senior also knows that the sower is an evil monster. Brother Luo has already guessed it. Just now, he has already told us in detail. It's related to the sower." After finishing speaking, all the disciples of Huanhua Palace all looked up at Luo Binghe with admiration and longing.

Luo Binghe looked up at Shen Qingqiu, and said softly: "Everything I know is taught by Master." While speaking, his eyes were soft, and his face seemed to be radiant.

Shen Qingqiu really had no way to stay in this weird atmosphere any longer, and said bluntly: "In that case, can I borrow this corpse to have a look. Maybe Junior Brother Mu will discover something, and it is better to develop an anti-epidemic medicine as soon as possible." method."

Luo Binghe nodded and said: "Everything is up to the master, and then the disciple will send the corpse."

Hearing this, Shen Qingqiu withdrew and flicked his sleeves, walked away as soon as he said it, and left the abandoned building in a few strokes.Gongyi Xiao looked at Shen Qingqiu's back, Luo Binghe was clearly in the Huanhua Palace, but he didn't tell him, felt very guilty, and chased him out.

All the visitors left, and Qin Wanyue gathered around again, worrying about Luo Binghe's infection. Although Luo Binghe comforted them with gentle words, there was no warmth in his eyes. Looking at the dilapidated gate on the first floor, only Two figures leaving one after the other.

The manic emotions in his heart surged, and he jumped directly from the second floor without saying a word. As soon as he stepped out of the gate, the image of two people standing close together crashed into his eyes. Shen Qingqiu's gentle and loving appearance, and his approaching appearance in white clothes and green shirts, all resembled Qing Jingfeng's past.

Luo Binghe's heart was suddenly burning with jealousy, but his eyes became colder and colder.

Everyone went back to the building, Luo Binghe locked himself in a fairly clean room to calm down.

In fact, he was very happy to see Master again this time.Master didn't pull out Xiu Ya to clean up the house as he imagined.He didn't look angry, he talked to him, which was really much better than expected.

Thinking of this, he laughed lowly. Maybe he still has a chance. The master probably still... think about the friendship between master and apprentice...

He looked out the window, it was already dark.He thought, if the master had already fallen asleep, he would take a look and leave; if the master hadn't fallen asleep, he would... He told him that he only had Qingjing Peak in his heart, and hoped that the master would not drive him out of the sect, and he still believed in it. He is a disciple...

The Jinzi weapons store is very large, occupying four storefronts on the widest main road, all of which are connected and operated together.

He leaned against the shadows, and the large signboard of the weapons shop not far away was flickering in the dark night.Closing his eyes, the surrounding sounds flooded in like a tide, and even the tiniest sounds entered his ears.

The weapons shop was very lively, a group of thick male voices yelled "Aww" in the cellar, mixed with Mu Qingfang's soft comfort and the sound of fiddling with knives, needles, bottles and cans, and Master Wuchen chanted softly beside him.In the lobby, Yang Yixuan was studying sparring moves.

He turned his head slightly, his expression focused.After a while, open your eyes.

There was a faint candlelight in a room on the second floor.

There was no light in the corridor, Luo Binghe stood in the darkness, took two deep breaths, and then raised his hand and knocked on the door twice, neither light nor heavy.

I thought there would be a response after a while, but almost in the next second, I heard the voice of the master who couldn't hide his joy: "Junior brother Liu? It's midnight for you, come in quickly."

The coldness instantly froze to the bottom of the eyes.

He opened the door suddenly, and saw the master looking at him in astonishment, as if he hadn't expected it to be him.

Luo Binghe raised the corners of his lips slightly, but there was a thousand feet of cold pool in his eyes, he squinted his eyes: "Master, how are you?"

Shen Qingqiu's pupils shrank suddenly, he grabbed the folding fan and turned over neatly, then turned out of the wooden window.

Seeing him running, Luo Binghe became even more furious, stepped forward and turned over.

After Shen Qingqiu landed on the ground, he flung his body away with a touch of the soles of his feet, his green shirt fluttering in his movements, still elegant and unrestrained.

Luo Binghe's clear voice was extremely penetrating, and it reached his ears with a chilly smile: "I saw Master treat Gongyi Xiao close and gentle during the day, and at night, he held a lamp and waited for Master Liu until late at night. How come it's the disciple's turn to be so alienated?" Every time he said a sentence, he drew closer to Shen Qingqiu, and he could catch up with him without any effort, but he still let him take a step teasingly.

Shen Qingqiu took a deep breath, and shouted: "Liu Qingge!" The breath pierced through the dantian, and the sound spread far away.

Luo Binghe's voice approached Daduan again in an instant, this time it was not so gentle, and said with a sneer: "Uncle Liu is fighting with others, I'm afraid he has no time to come. If you have an order, Master, why don't you tell me? "

Seeing that Shen Qingqiu's foot suddenly stopped, he immediately stepped forward and grabbed his throat with one hand, and slammed him hard against the stone wall next to him!

Shen Qingqiu's spine was hurting from the bump to his flesh, and the back of his head hit the stone wall, his head was buzzing and shaking, and it took a long time for his eyes to clear and overlap.

As the moonlight streamed down, Luo Binghe's outline became more and more like a jade sculpture carved from ice, and he was so handsome.

He was very close, almost going crazy with jealousy in his heart, but he whispered softly on his face: "We haven't seen each other for many years, but the master keeps calling other people's names, this disciple is really sad." .”

While speaking, the hand around the neck was gradually tightened and tightened slowly.The throat he was pinching rolled in his palm with difficulty, trembling and struggling, until now, he really felt Shen Qingqiu.

Seeing Shen Qingqiu frowning and showing pain, he let go.

Pain, do you have my pain?

Shen Qingqiu's neck suddenly loosened, his legs went limp, and he barely stood still after propping up against the wall.

Luo Binghe stepped forward to help him, with the same smiling expression as when getting off the carriage or delivering snacks. Seeing that the master did not break free, the anger in his heart subsided a little, and he sighed: "What is the master running so fast for? I can't catch up."

Shen Qingqiu took a few breaths, then spoke slowly, his voice a little hoarse: "You are quite courageous, come back in a grand manner, are you not afraid that others will discover your true identity?"

Luo Binghe's eyes flickered, and said: "Is Master concerned about this, or worried about this?"

"Do you think I won't tell others?"

Luo Binghe looked at him, and said with pity, "Master, then others must believe in you."

Shen Qingqiu didn't speak, but rubbed his throat.His hair was loose, his clothes were a little disheveled, his face was still pink because of his difficulty in breathing just now, his red lips were slightly parted, and he was panting lightly. When he looked closely, there was still water in his eyes.Luo Binghe watched without blinking, his heart was so soft that even Shen Qingqiu's movement of rubbing his throat felt wronged in his eyes.

Neither of them spoke. After a long while, Shen Qingqiu said, "What exactly do you want to do when you come back?"

Luo Binghe said: "It's nothing more than missing Master's kindness to me, so come back and have a look."

Shen Qingqiu's expression remained calm, and his hand had already moved to the hilt of his sword: "Just to kill me? Then what's the matter with the plague in Jinlan City? Could it be that the residents of this city all 'treat you well'?"

Luo Binghe's expression changed in an instant, his eyes seemed to fall like cold stars in an instant, and the anger that had just subsided surged up again. He suppressed the raging blood, and said after a long time: "Master really hates the demons." He gritted his teeth, "No, it should be Said he hated me."

He suddenly took a step towards Shen Qingqiu, who immediately looked alert and took a step back.

The eyes of the two collided in the air, and Luo Binghe sensed his impatience, and his voice became colder and colder: "Master, do you really think that things like killing people, setting fires and slaughtering cities and countries are only because of the half of my blood in my body? Will do it all?"

Shen Qingqiu closed his eyes and lowered his eyelashes, without saying a word.

Seeing him acquiescing, Luo Binghe felt that his grief and anger were about to burn him to ashes, but his bones were icy cold, he sneered and said, "If that's the case, why did you say that regardless of race, there is only distinction between good and evil? !" His face suddenly darkened, with a rage between his brows, he shot out and shouted: "The hypocrisy is extreme!"

Really, he didn't hate Shen Qingqiu for taking him into the abyss, he never hated it, he could do everything for him, the three years of hell he gave his life for was nothing, he could just die for him.It was always those words that he hated and resented like a stick in his throat!

Shen Qingqiu had been prepared for a long time, and now he hastily backed away, narrowly avoiding it, and the wall he was leaning against just now was shattered into pieces.

Luo Binghe didn't really want to hit Shen Qingqiu at first, but after venting his blow once, he calmed down a bit, turned his head, and wanted to catch him again, but Shen Qingqiu pulled out Xiuya suddenly.

Luo Binghe froze, this was the second time Shizun pointed a sword at him, and it was a lie to say it was not chilling.

He slowly raised one hand so that Master could clearly see the tumbling purple-black magic breath in his palm, and said slowly: "Master, guess, if I catch the Xiuya Sword, how many times will it take?" Corroded to nothing?"

Shen Qingqiu knew that Xiuya would be destroyed just once, but when he saw Luo Binghe was taking a step closer, he still held out his sword to meet him.

Luo Binghe shot out with a sneer, but suddenly saw something, and suddenly withdrew the magic breath in his palm, and directly blocked the edge of the sword with his hand, blood gushed out in an instant.Shen Qingqiu was stunned for a moment, Luo Binghe took advantage of this moment to slash his wrist, his palm loosened, the long sword fell to the ground, and was sent flying by his snapping fingers.

Luo Binghe held Shen Qingqiu's wrist tightly with one hand, blood flowed out from the palm, and soon soaked Shen Qingqiu's sleeve, but he didn't seem to see it, he just turned Shen Qingqiu's hand over: "Infected?"

Shen Qingqiu's arms were scattered with a few small red spots, and Luo Binghe's slender fingers brushed over them, and those red spots collapsed on his fingertips, and the back of his hand was as clean as ever.He suddenly remembered that it was the master's right hand that blocked "incomprehensible" for him back then.

Luo Binghe softened his tone: "Master's hand is full of disasters." However, the next second, he punched Shen Qingqiu's lower abdomen with a fist, and said with a smile, "One size is one size, since it is Master If you pick up your head, then you will swallow the bitter fruit yourself. For the wound left by the master, you will make up for it yourself." As he said, he pulled Shen Qingqiu's hair, and brought his hand to his mouth.

Shen Qingqiu was forced to raise his head, and the smell of blood poured into his mouth. He suddenly opened his eyes wide, and slammed that hand away. He lowered his head and wanted to vomit out the mouthfuls of blood he had swallowed, but Luo Binghe forcibly wrung it. Get up and continue pouring blood.

Luo Binghe tore the wound on his hand even more, and the warm blood flowed endlessly, but he seemed to be happier: "Master, don't spit it out, although the blood of the demon is filthy, drinking it may not necessarily lead to death." yes, right?"

The blood of the ancient heavenly demon, after leaving the body, can still be manipulated by the bloodline heirs.Blood dormant in the body of the drinkee can have many functions, such as sex, parasitizing blood gu insects, tracking, brainwashing, fun... and so on

☆, Jinlan 3

Liu Qingge grabbed a tied-up seed sower who was screaming and threw it to the side of the road. Immediately, the sower bumped into another tied-up sower of the same kind. The two sowers adjusted their positions and stared at Liu Qingge together. Depending on the scolding.

Liu Qingge ignored it, and was about to find the next one, when he suddenly heard a young man's voice contemptuously say: "It's been so long, and you only caught two?"

Liu Qingge frowned and looked at the person who came.A young man slowly walked out of the darkness, his face was like a crown of jade, and his black clothes were luxurious.

Liu Qingge was startled: "Luo Binghe?"

Luo Binghe said: "It's hard for you to remember me. Everyone in the world says that in terms of martial arts, you, Liu Qingge, are number one in the world." He glanced at the two seed sowers on one side, his eyes light as if they were looking at ants, "How about it, let's compare Come on, Uncle Liu."

At dawn, the gate of Jinlan City, which had been closed for a long time, finally opened, and there were deafening cheers in the city.

Luo Binghe led his disciples out of the city gate to meet the old Palace Master.

The old palace lord saw Luo Binghe from afar, and followed him without blinking.

When all the disciples arrived, the old Palace Master smiled at Luo Binghe and asked, "Binghe, how is Jinlan's trip?"

Before Luo Binghe could answer, Xiao Mazi took a step forward and said in admiration, "Senior brother Luo is amazing. Not only did he discover the plague in the city, but he also caught 7 of the 5 seed sowers! Can the matter of Jinlan City be resolved so quickly? Thanks to Brother Luo!"

Luo Binghe smiled: "No, it's the joint achievement of people from various factions."

As soon as the city gate was opened, monks from various factions who had been watching from a few miles away poured into the city and gathered in an open square. Mu Qingfang was also distributing the prepared pills there, and Jinlan City, which was still lifeless a few days ago, was filled with joy .

The heads of several major sects gathered and entered the city one after another. Cangqiong Mountain sect Yue Qingyuan and the master of Huanhua Palace went side by side. Afterwards, Tianyi Temple and Zhaohua Temple went their own way.

The seven living sowers were all isolated in the enchantment of Zhaohua Temple.

Luo Binghe stood beside the old palace lord, and the early morning sun made him feel refreshed and energetic.

He found Shen Qingqiu right away, who was standing and talking with Liu Qingge.

Yue Qingyuan walked into Shen Qingqiu, looked at him for a while, and said worriedly: "Qingqiu, your complexion is too bad. You really shouldn't be allowed to come."

Shen Qingqiu smiled: "It's just that I didn't sleep well last night."

When Mu Qingfang came back after dispatching the medicine, she was surprised when she saw him: "Brother, why did you become like this overnight? Have you taken the medicine I put in your room?"

Shen Qingqiu hurriedly said: "Eat, eat."

Luo Binghe watched all this from a distance, and suddenly heard a commotion around him, and saw a middle-aged man, dressed in sackcloth and mourning, leading a large group of men and women who wanted to kneel down to him.He tried to stop him, but those people insisted on kneeling him. The leader was the Lord of Jinlan City.

He knelt on the ground and couldn't contain his excitement: "Xiaocheng has been rescued by all the immortal masters. There is no way to repay this kindness. If there is an order in the future, I will definitely die!"

After saying this, many people from other sects frowned. All four major sects sent people here, and many disciples were killed or injured. Plague, now a pair of legs have rotted to the root, it is a pity.

What's more, Peak Master Shen from the Cangqiong Mountain faction found out the source of the plague, Peak Master Liu captured two sowers, and Peak Master Mu also worked hard to prepare the antidote. Now this city master is crying and shouting at Luo Binghe. Alone, it is inevitable that people will feel uncomfortable.

Luo Binghe said modestly: "City Master, please hurry up. Jinlan City survived this calamity safely, thanks to the concerted efforts of all factions. It is difficult for one person to reach the sky." He spoke and behaved sincerely and decently, and these words did not hurt him His own good looks also made the other factions feel a little more balanced after hearing this.

The city lord praised: "Last night, I saw this young master put all his strength to suppress these harmful things, and he has cultivated well. It is true that a hero is born at a young age, and a master is born from a famous teacher! Palace lord, you old man has a successor."

Luo Binghe's smile deepened when he heard the words "Famous teachers lead to great apprentices", his eyes flicked to Shen Qingqiu intentionally or unintentionally, and he nodded on his face like a dragonfly.The old palace lord looked sideways at Luo Binghe, with loving eyes in approval, looking at his future successor and proud son-in-law.

Shen Qingqiu spread his fan to dodge.

The seven sowers who were trapped in groups screamed and screamed, which made people feel irritated.Someone said: "How should we deal with these dirty things?"

Yue Qingyuan said: "Qingqiu, do you have an idea?"

Shen Qingqiu pondered, "I have read ancient records that sowers are afraid of high temperatures. It seems that it has been mentioned that the method of burning with fire can eliminate the corrosive and infectious power of their bodies."

Hearing this, a monk was shocked and said: "This... how can this be, isn't this method as barbaric and cruel as the demons?" But his voice was quickly drowned out by the angry shouts of the surviving residents of Jinlan City .

During the days when the plague was rampant, countless innocent lives had died in the city, and all of them were festered, which was horrible.A good and prosperous commercial capital has turned into a ghost like it is now.Whoever expressed sympathy for the sower was tantamount to making an enemy of the entire Jinlan City.

Those few monks were quickly surrounded by "burn them!" and "whoever objected, burn them!"

Most of the seven sowers bared their teeth and laughed loudly in the barrier, showing no sign of weakness.They don't think of themselves as sinners, they are proud of the abundance of food they have created for their race.Only one of the thinnest sowers cried.

Seeing this, some people began to overflow with sympathy.Qin Wanyue bit her lip, approached Luo Binghe and said, "Senior brother Luo, that weak sower looks so pitiful."

No matter how pitiful, are there those who are inexplicably infected with the plague and slowly tortured to death?

Luo Binghe smiled perfunctorily at her.However, he had a handsome and suave face from any angle and expression, Qin Wanyue couldn't help but stare dazedly, forgetting what she had just said, and returning to her senses, she continued to watch contentedly .

Unexpectedly, that skinny seed sower suddenly pounced on Shen Qingqiu, slamming into the edge of the barrier, his scarlet face became more ferocious from howling, and he shouted: "Master Shen, please don't let them burn me to death!" Ah. I beg you, Master Shen, please save me!"

Shen Qingqiu looked astonished.In the square, thousands of pairs of eyes focused on Shen Qingqiu.

The sower continued to howl, "We only follow your orders, but we never said we would be burned!"

Shen Qingqiu only felt that this simple and crude accusation was ridiculous, but he heard the old palace master of Huanhua Palace say: "Should Immortal Master Shen explain what this thing said?"

Someone next to him immediately echoed: "Not bad!"

The twelve peaks of the Cang Qiong Mountain Sect were united in the same spirit, and when these words came out, the target was very obvious. Many monks of the Cang Qiong Sect showed displeasure, and Yue Qingyuan even turned cold.

Qi Qingqi sarcastically said: "Anyone who has a good eye should be able to see that it is clearly that this thing is not reconciled to death, and wants to make a backstop. , someone will still take the bait, if you say it, you will die of laughter!"

The old palace lord said indifferently: "Then why don't you frame others, just frame Shen Xianshi, it's worth pondering."

Luo Binghe didn't say a word, but still had a gentle and handsome appearance, staring intently at that side with a surprised expression, but his eyes were as black as stars were full of smiles.The master hated the demon clan, but at this time he was accused of colluding with the demon clan. Remembering that the master disliked him and charged him with a bunch of crimes last night, I have to say that Luo Binghe was actually a little happy in his heart.

Suddenly Xiao Mazi stood up, bowed to the old palace master and said: "Palace master, this disciple just discovered something, I don't know whether to say it or not."

Shen Qingqiu said coldly: "Speak up when you have something to say, since you have already spoken, why do you say 'I don't know if I should say it or not'? It's hypocritical."

Xiao Mazi didn't expect that Shen Qingqiu, as a senior, would really come to choke on him, his face turned red and then white, he was so angry that even the pockmarks seemed to change color, and he didn't dare to choke back, so he could only stare fiercely at Shen Qingqiu: "Yesterday, the disciples and several brothers and sisters noticed that there were several infected red spots on Senior Shen's arms, which were clearly visible, but looking at it today, all the red spots have disappeared!"

"Senior Cangqiong Mountain Paimu said personally that the pills that were distributed in the city just now were made on the spur of the moment, and it will take twelve hours to take effect, and there is a possibility that they may not work. Mr. Luo took the medicine in front of us. Medicine, the erythema on the hand has not disappeared. Why is only Senior Shen healed so quickly, the erythema has faded away? In any case, this disciple thinks that this is very suspicious!"

Yue Qingyuan said slowly: "My junior brother sits in Qingjing Peak. As the leader of the peak, he has always been an example in the sect, with a noble character, and everyone in the sect knows everything. It's too easy for you to believe in nonsense. Provocative."

The old palace master said: "Really? This is not the same as what I heard."

Shen Qingqiu narrowed his eyes, faintly angry, "What is the character of the descendant of the Twelve Peaks of Cang Qiong Mountain, I don't know when the other faction will have to rely on hearsay to make a conclusion."

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The old palace lord said: "If it is heard, then of course I dare not believe it. It's just that this word has been spread among the disciples of your sect."

He looked around and continued: "Everyone should know that it is common for disciples of various sects to make friends with each other in private, and it is inevitable that some rumors and gossips will be heard. Just because Peak Master Shen deliberately suppressed and killed his disciples, he can't bear the responsibility of being "virtuous and pure." ' word."

Yue Qingyuan said solemnly: "Since I know it's gossip, it's useless to talk about it. Junior brother certainly doesn't like to boo and inquire about his disciples, but it would be too much to say harm."

Qin Wanyue suddenly stepped forward and said, "That little girl has the guts to ask Master Yue, ordering a teenage boy to face a demon elder who has a hundred years of skill and wears a poisonous thorn armor. Does this count as persecution?" She had an angry look on her face, and she couldn't help crying for her sweetheart.

Hearing this, Shen Qingqiu said flatly: "I don't know if this counts or not. But what I know is that if a master shoots his apprentice in front of the stinger armor and stands in front of him, it's about It can’t be considered persecution. What do you think, Luo Binghe?”

Hearing this name suddenly, many monks present showed surprise on their faces.The Cang Qiong Mountain faction was even more surprised.Originally seeing the face next to the old palace master of Huanhua Palace was only suspicious, such as Qi Qingqi, but now he is also shocked.

Among the crowd, Luo Binghe stared at Shen Qingqiu with fixed eyes.He saw Shen Qingqiu tilting his head, unfolding his folding fan, and smiling to himself for the first time since they met, but there was sarcasm in this smile.

He knew that he had been misunderstood again.His heart ached, but when he thought of Master's reckless efforts to save him, there was warmth in his heart, and he said slowly: "Master's kindness to protect him with his body, I will never forget it."

Qi Qingqi couldn't believe it: "It's really you? Shen Qingqiu, didn't you say he's dead?" She looked at Luo Binghe again: "Since he's alive, why didn't he come back to Qingjing Peak? Do you know that because your master You lost..."

Shen Qingqiu suddenly burst into a dry cough, which forced Qi Qingqi to stop talking and stare at him.

Luo Binghe looked at Shen Qingqiu.

The old Palace Master said: "It is precisely this point that makes people puzzled. Why is it so obvious?