Shen Qingqiu, shut up

"Shen Qingqiu, shut up! "28-29

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28

Shen Sisui was tossed in a dream by Luo Sansui for half the night, and when he woke up, he was full of anger.

"Call the little bastard to come in and take care of him." Shen Sisui, who had a gloomy face, bit his back teeth and instructed Ming Fan.

"I would like to listen to Master's order. I don't know what's going on? This disciple is willing to do his best, so why let that person dirty Master's eyes?" Ming Fan said haha ​​to divert Shen Qingqiu's attention—not to let him trouble Luo Binghe.

Shen Sisui frowned - he originally thought that only a group of peak masters had memories of the past two lives, but now watching Ming Fan's actions, many disciples probably also have memories.

"You don't need to say too much, you go and call people, you have your own calculations as a teacher." Shen Qingqiu tapped the table with his index finger and said.

Before Ming Fan could shirk again, he heard a voice from outside the door saying: "Disciple Luo Binghe asks Master to be safe."

The willful and unscrupulous Mozun pushed open the door and entered without waiting for Shen Qingqiu's permission.

The 12-year-old Luo Binghe was dressed in a Qingjing Peak school uniform, holding a food box in his left hand, and pushing open the door with his right hand, bowed to Shen Qingqiu with admiration and said: "Disciple Luo Binghe has a little knowledge of the art of cooking, and he is a filial teacher. In front of the honored seat, cook one or two thin meals with your own hands, and please don't be disgusted with the master, and use some of it."

Shen Sisui hated him for his presumptuousness last night, and also disliked his pretentious little white flower appearance, so he snorted coldly and said, "Kneel down."

Seeing that Shen Qingqiu wanted to make things difficult for Luo Binghe, Ming Fan was about to persuade him, but Shen Qingqiu gave him a glaring look: "Damn thing, get out."

After saying that, Shen Qingqiu waved his sleeve robe, and Ming Fan was thrown outside the bamboo house.Luo Binghe quickly closed the door of the bamboo house.

"Bastard, you have the face to come here." Shen Sisui gritted his teeth and scolded.

Luo Binghe put down the food box, and wanted to hug Shen Sisui into his arms to comfort him—but he forgot that he was 12 years old now. "Embracing someone in his arms" changed to "Put him in his arms and send him in his arms", Mozun's expression changed instantly.

Shen Sisui kicked Luo Sansui, and scolded with a smile: "Little boy with a yellow mouth, where did you learn such a dirty trick of throwing yourself into your arms?"

Looking at Luo Binghe who was kicked to the ground with a gloomy face, Shen Qingqiu couldn't help laughing.Seeing Shen Sisui smiling happily, Mozun sighed and got up silently.Luo Binghe didn't slap the dust off his school uniform, he just waited on Shen Sisui's meal in embarrassment - he could be regarded as a different kind of "husband in colorful clothes".

"How is Huanhua's situation?" Shen Qingqiu and Luo Binghe sat down together, and handed a pair of bamboo chopsticks to Luo Binghe's hands.

"Just as Master expected, everyone in Huanhua Palace is fine." Luo Binghe took the bamboo chopsticks, served Shen Qingqiu with chopstick dishes, and stole another incense, before slowly saying.

"Ming Fan also looks like someone who has memories of the past two lives. Pay attention to how many disciples have memories of the past life. To avoid long nights and many dreams, this thing rewards you." Shen Qingqiu raised the tip of his nose and snorted, from He took out the "Spirit Refining Art" from the Qiankun bag and threw it into Luo Binghe's arms.

"The plot completion value is 50%, the offset value is 30%, and the time difference produces an offset value of 20%, the world node is connected successfully." The voice of the liaison officer of the crossing office rang in the ears of both of them.

Luo Binghe narrowed his eyes and said calculatingly: "It seems that as long as the time and the result match, there will be no big problem."

Before the two had a proper meal, Ming Fan's voice sounded outside the door: "Peak Master Bai Zhan, please see Master."

Hearing Liu Qingge's name, Luo Binghe guessed that he was here specifically to trouble him, so he immediately put his used bowls and chopsticks into a food box, and knelt down beside Shen Qingqiu's chair.

Shen Qingqiu twitched the corner of his mouth, and slammed his folding fan on Luo Binghe's forehead, "It's really a double-faced pickle."

The two-faced, three-sword picky thing kneeling at his feet was slapped by Shen Qingqiu, and he hugged Shen Qingqiu's calf precariously, and An Lushan's claws scratched Shen Qingqiu's knee, so that Shen Qingqiu almost kicked it up again. .

Liu Qingge walked in with a frosty face, and said in a cold voice: "Senior Brother Sect Master asked you and me to go down the mountain to investigate the case. The matter is urgent, so let's go now."

Shen Qingqiu poured his true energy into his legs and couldn't shake off the cowhide plaster that was holding his legs, so he kicked him over in anger, and followed Liu Qingge down the mountain.

Feeling that there was a prairie above his head, the Mozun stood up with a gloomy face, but seeing Ming Fan stepping in with flickering eyes, he stammered: "The master has ordered that a group of new disciples go to Qiong Ding Peak to receive the sect's exercises."

After saying that, he fled in despair.

29

The Mozun walked up to Baizhan Peak with a sullen expression on his face——One month ago, Yue Qingyuan summoned a group of new disciples to send out the Heavenly Heart Technique together, and arranged for Luo Binghe to practice at Baizhan Peak.

However, Shen Qingqiu was dragged down the mountain by Liu Qingge to slay demons for a full month.

Afraid of dragging Shen Qingqiu into injury, Luo Binghe dared not pull Shen Qingqiu into sleep in January.

And in this month, the Demon Lord has even worse troubles:

In the first life, Luo Binghe was ignorant, he didn't know that the new disciples had to do chores, he only thought that Shen Qingqiu deliberately trained himself.

However, in this life, all the core disciples of the Cang Qiong Mountain Sect avoided Luo Binghe—Ming Fan not only didn’t bother him, but walked around him; no senior brother arranged for him to clean the climbing ladder, and no senior brother asked him to Carry water.

Yesterday, a "ignorant" new disciple pointed at Luo Binghe's nose and cursed angrily: "Everyone is a new disciple, so why doesn't he have to do chores?"

Ji Hui, the head disciple of Baizhan Peak, only raised his eyelids, and immediately a young disciple dragged the man away with his mouth covered.Ji Hui smiled and cupped his hands at Luo Binghe and said: "That little disciple is ignorant, Junior Brother Luo, don't take offense. You are a disciple of Qingjing Peak, so naturally you don't need to do chores on Baizhan Peak. Don't mind it."

This is the second time Luo Binghe has seen Ji Hui's ability to open his eyes and talk nonsense—climbing the ladder to heaven is not from Baizhan Peak, this chore is obviously sky chores, where is the chores of Baizhan Peak he mentioned?

Having lived together for a month, Luo Binghe also knew that he had memories of the past two lives, so he said this because he was afraid that he would hold grudges.Mozun didn't want to argue with him, so he just nodded sullenly, and he believed it.

Before Ji Hui could babble a few more words, he saw a stream of light reaching Baizhan Peak——Liu Qingge came with Shen Qingqiu who had passed out with his sword in his arms.

"Go get Master Mu right away!" Liu Qingge hastily carried him to the bed in his living room, and ordered Ji Hui to go to Qiancao Peak to invite him.

When Luo Binghe saw Shen Sisui who had passed out on the bed with a deathly pale face, he panicked with fright.Then there was Fen Tian's anger, burning away Luo Binghe's rationality—the Mozun instantly surged with devilish energy, his eyes were blood red, and lines of sin appeared.

Luo Binghe seemed to smell the thick bloody smell in the dungeon again, mixed with the stench of rotting corpses.Luo Binghe, whose eyes were blood red and with sin lines gleaming, pointed at each other like a sword, and the sword aura at his fingertips forced Liu Qingge, who was guarding the crossing, to take half a step back.

"What did you do? Why did he pass out?!" Demon Venerable touched Shen Qingqiu's pale wrist with trembling hands, resentful.

"Luo Binghe, shouldn't you be the clearest why Shen Qingqiu fell into a coma? He was burned by the magic flame and fell into a coma. Except you and Tianlang-Jun, who can sacrifice the magic flame?"

Hearing that Shen Qingqiu was in a coma just now, Ming Fan who hurried to Baizhan Peak heard what Liu Qingge said, but said sharply with red eyes: "Luo Binghe, you are indeed reborn. I bullied you in the past and have nothing to do with Master. It doesn't matter, if you want revenge, you can come to me, if you want to kill, you can do whatever you want!"

Ning Yingying, who arrived with Ming Fan, also burst into tears: "Ah Luo, have you been reborn too? For the sake of giving you a shelter in the sky, can't you let Master go? He at least taught It’s the method of your practice.”

A group of peak masters arrived one after another, and Mu Qingfang frowned and went forward to check Shen Qingqiu's pulse—the pulse was weak and weak, which was already a sign of powerlessness.

Mu Qingfang suppressed the heat in his eyes, and shook his head at Yue Qingyuan.

Yue Qingyuan felt cold all over his body, and couldn't hold back a mouthful of dirty blood before vomiting it out.

"Mozun, please go back. The Cangqiong Temple is small, so I can't afford to be the teacher of the Mozun." Yue Qingyuan, who seemed to be a hundred years old, bent his body, slowly picked up Shen Qingqiu, and planned to walk to Qingjing Peak.

Luo Binghe grabbed Ming Fan's saber with one hand, blocked Yue Qingyuan's way, and said with hatred: "Where are you taking him?"

"Isn't it enough for you to torture him to death once?" Yue Qingyuan didn't look at the Demon Lord, but just stared at Shen Qingqiu with a pale face, as if he had traveled through time and space to see the pair of broken legs and the blood book presented to him.

"I didn't do it!" Luo Binghe was so angry that he was so angry that he wanted to kill all the people in the sky, and then take his Shen Sisui back.

At this time, there was an extremely slight sound of footsteps approaching from far to near—the white-haired and childlike Frost Sheep came pulling the Qingyang who was chewing something.

Tobecontinued (to be continued)