【Ice Autumn】Crossing Mountain Spring

Luo Binghe's body flew into the air, and he became sober in an instant.Struggling to get down, Shen Qingqiu gave him a stern stare, his face flushed red, and he obediently stopped talking.

Shen Qingqiu hugged Luo Binghe, ignoring the suspicious eyes of the passing disciples, he turned around in the huge bamboo forest, found a cave full of spiritual energy, and then put down the tense Luo Binghe.

Under Shen Qingqiu's stern gaze, Luo Binghe was helpless, enduring the rampant spiritual flow in his body, so uncomfortable that he wished he could find a place to curl up.

Seeing his appearance, Shen Qingqiu sighed, separated Luo Binghe's hands and feet curled up together, helped him to sit up, and said helplessly: "Luo Binghe, Luo Binghe, this is the first time for you to adjust your breathing gone?"

Luo Binghe shook his head with red eyes, unable to say a word.

Shen Qingqiu looked at Luo Binghe, and suddenly felt that he didn't know why he had been thinking and worrying for so long.

In the first reincarnation, he thought he had opened the eyes of the second life, and he required safety in everything.

But when the plot was replayed along the way, all the monsters that should be fought were killed, and the children were brought up, but there were many side effects and various situations. In all fairness, it really cannot be called "safe".

In his last life, he had thought countless times that it would be great if he could do it again.

But once again, at least for now, he didn't make Luo Binghe much happier.

At least the 17-year-old Luo Binghe, when he was by his side, was truly sunny and full of joy.

What went wrong?

Shen Qingqiu lightly pressed Luo Binghe's shoulders, carefully straightened out the spiritual flow in his body, while using his spiritual power to quickly pass through Luo Binghe's body, unexpectedly did not find any abnormalities.

The "abnormality" he refers to means that he can roughly detect two different cultivation systems of immortals and demons in Luo Binghe's body.Unexpectedly, after repeated attempts, he only discovered an orthodox cultivation system.

And according to the plot, Luo Binghe at this time had already started to practice magic way three years ago.

Shen Qingqiu was very depressed.Could it be that his level is so bad that he can't even recognize the cultivation system in the human body?

Then he still cultivates a ghost!

Go back, wash and sleep!

When Luo Binghe gradually calmed down, the strange redness in his eyes faded away, his cheeks were still burning, and his heart beat extremely fast.

He heard Shen Qingqiu say in a helpless yet gentle tone: "Binghe, I told you that you don't need to be the best. If you can't wake up safely, no matter how strong and excellent you are, for me , what's the point?"

Listening to Shen Qingqiu's words, Luo Binghe's ears buzzed.

Master uses "I".

Luo Binghe remembered that in countless times of such teachings to him, the master always said "yourself".

Luo Binghe, if you do this, what is the meaning to yourself.

But this time, Master used "I".

Luo Binghe whimpered, his eyes were soaked, tears rolled down his cheeks, and finally rolled down.

Luo Binghe gritted his teeth, and insisted with tears streaming down his face: "...it makes sense."

"Since I met the master, the only thing I think about in my heart is the master. I am always afraid and thinking, this time I can't lose the master, absolutely not. I know very well in my heart that if there is no master Lord, I have nothing left."

Even though his heart ached, Shen Qingqiu still couldn't help laughing: "How could you lose your teacher?"

Luo Binghe said sadly: "Yes. Every day I think about how to make Master happy, so that Master will not despise me, and will not want me one day." Luo Binghe complained with a sob: "Master, of course You can feel that what the disciple is doing is unreasonable and meaningless, but Master..."

Luo Binghe whimpered: "Master doesn't know anything...knows nothing."

Luo Binghe said again: "Master, it's the disciple who made a mistake. But I can't change it."

Listening to Luo Binghe's chatter, Shen Qingqiu was pressed against the wet stone wall before he could recover from his distress.

Caught off guard, he bumped his head against the stone wall, staring at his eyes, his lips were covered with tenderness, and then there was a pain.

Luo Binghe randomly placed one hand behind his head, biting and rubbing his lips like venting, with the taste of gnashing teeth, and seemed to be a child who had been wronged and finally ate the candy he was longing for.

Biting and kissing, Luo Binghe's tears never stopped, so that the cheeks between the two were wet.

Shen Qingqiu's whole body froze, and after a long while, he resigned himself to his fate and closed his eyes.He took the initiative to open his mouth, taking in Luo Binghe's chaotic tongue, while stretching out his hand, he hugged the slightly trembling body forcefully.

Luo Binghe's eyes widened slightly, and he froze completely in place, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

He faltered and muttered: "...Master, am I dreaming again?"

Shen Qingqiu couldn't help laughing, stretched out his hand, and pinched his hot but soft face.On the contrary, Luo Binghe didn't dare to move any more, his face was completely stunned: "Master, you, you really...really promised me? Isn't it because you pity me?"

He asked over and over again, for fear of missing any expression, any sentence of Shen Qingqiu.Shen Qingqiu was really upset by his question: "Don't cry!"

Luo Binghe was scolded and finally stopped crying.With tears in his eyes, he pulled Shen Qingqiu closer and kissed him again.

Shen Qingqiu's lips were painfully bitten, and the jaws were knocked together heavily from time to time, and the smell of blood spread.

This kind of swift and brutal kiss made Shen Qingqiu miss it immensely.

Luo Binghe whispered vaguely: "Master, I really miss you..."

Shen Qingqiu: "It's just been five days since we saw each other...Luo Binghe, are you a dog?"

Shen Qingqiu was pressed against the stone wall, his back was so painful, he wanted to pull out a hand to support his body, but he didn't expect that when he waved his sleeve, something fell out of the sleeve.

Both of them stopped moving, staring at the charming little story book that was spread out.

Shen Qingqiu even wanted to strangle himself to death.

Why didn't he think of finding a place to burn or bury this book secretly before returning to the peak!

When Shang Qinghua gave him the Spring Mountain Hate, he stuffed it in his hand and brought it back all the way, completely forgetting about it.

Luo Binghe blinked, his eyes were deep, and he reached out to pick it up. Shen Qingqiu picked it up quickly, put it in his arms as expressionlessly as possible, and stood up.

If you don't read the content carefully, you probably won't think about it...

The atmosphere just now was broken, Luo Binghe was extremely unwilling, rolled his eyes, and said: "Master, what is that?"

Shen Qingqiu coughed, "Uh... a classic book."

Luo Binghe tilted his head, and said in doubt: "These disciples have roughly read all the classics in Qingjing Peak Book Pavilion these years, but they have never seen them..."

Shen Qingqiu's face was about to burn, and he changed the subject: "There are countless classics on Qing Jing Peak, and it's normal to omit them. How do you feel now?"

Luo Binghe hugged him, rubbed his face against his neck, his eyes were bright, but his tone was aggrieved: "It's not good. Master...disciple is uncomfortable."

Shen Qingqiu fled in despair.

After taking two quick steps outside, Shen Qingqiu suddenly remembered something.On the night when he found out that Luo Binghe was insane, before stepping into the backyard of the bamboo house, he came to the side room where Luo Binghe lived to look around, and found a torn book among the neatly folded classics. Booklet with the cover off.

At that time, he flipped through it hastily, only felt that the content was weird, and didn't think deeply.Now I suddenly remembered that the format of the content he had hurriedly scanned seemed to be... exactly the same as the Spring Mountain Hate in my hand.

Shen Qingqiu covered his face.

One would think that Luo Binghe doesn't listen to what's going on outside the window, and doesn't read the messy little storybooks, he's really screwed up!

But when he thought about the previous life, when Luo Binghe had dragged him to read "Bing Qiuyin" together without shame, Shen Qingqiu felt that it was not so difficult to accept.

Shen Qingqiu silently took out the hot book "Hate in Spring Mountain", and was about to find a place to destroy the corpse so that no one would find out that his old face was in jeopardy, but a hand stretched out from behind and gently held his hand.

Luo Binghe followed up, leaning his head on his shoulder very naturally, his eyes flickering faintly: "Sometimes, this disciple really feels that others can see things between me and Master more clearly than ourselves."

Luo Binghe tightened his arms, and his tone was soft: "If the master doesn't want this book, can I keep it for the disciple?"

Before he had time to reflect on Luo Binghe's words carefully, Shen Qingqiu heard one or two calls coming from a distance, followed by a burst of chaotic footsteps.

"Master!"

"Little junior sister, run slowly!"

"Senior Brother Ming Fan, please slow down..."

While speaking, a group of boys and girls had already come to the front, noisy and panting, but when they saw the two people cuddling each other in front of them, their expressions as if they were facing a big enemy were all petrified on their faces.