【Ice Autumn】Crossing Mountain Spring

(One)

Luo Binghe opened his eyes in a daze, and a little sunlight was leaking from the dilapidated roof.

He didn't know how long he had slept, but he didn't wake up on the soft and spacious bed of Huanhua Palace, and there was no one who was closest and important by his side.Luo Binghe blinked, his mind hadn't fully reacted yet, but he still vaguely remembered this place instinctively.

Surrounded by desolate houses, windows that have never been repaired, old pots and stoves, straw mats and soil collapsed.

... This is the place where he used to muddle through every day in the bitter torment of his young life in the previous ten years.

Why is he here?

Luo Binghe frowned, stood up, but his gaze was unusually lower.Walking out of the dilapidated courtyard and coming to the edge of the stream, what caught my eyes was the reflection of a young man who was thin and lonely, in shabby clothes.

Luo Binghe's feet were cold, and his face turned pale in an instant.

It is impossible to crash into a dream of my own because of a mistake in cultivation.In these years, his ability to create dreams has been surpassed by no one in this world, so the difference can be seen at a glance.

This is clearly the real world.

In other words, overnight, time went backwards, and he returned to the original place with nothing.

There is no master either.

Impossible, he doesn't believe it.

Why did it become like this? !

He went back to the past? !

At that moment, Luo Binghe felt that God was playing a big joke on him.Tens of thousands of emotions are backlogged in his chest, on the verge of collapse.

what is this? ?Why? ? ?

Why did he go through all the hardships of life, taste the most painful love and not be able to part with hate, gritted his teeth in the endless abyss, endured a little bit of suffering, and endured another five years of miserable waiting, but why did he finally wait? Sweet, but overnight, start all over again.

On that day, Luo Binghe stood from the setting sun all the way to the night when the dew was heavy.

The ten-year-old boy's body was frail and frail, and Luo Binghe's hands were already so cold that he couldn't feel it, but his heart gradually regained some warmth from the numbness.

He thought of Master.

He couldn't break down, absolutely not.He has already endured too much torture, and in his eyes there is no difference in everything, only the heart for Shen Qingqiu is still hot, as long as the master is still in this world, he must live on.

That's right, even if time goes back, Master is still in this world.

It's just... I don't know him anymore.

(two)

The soil on the washerwoman's grave was still wet, so it must have been a new funeral.Too much time has passed, and Luo Binghe can no longer recall the sadness he felt back then, only an indescribable depression and melancholy.

After finishing the new tomb a little bit, he went to the streets and alleys, and there was a lot of discussion in the streets, all talking about one thing—the Cangqiongshan sect, the number one sect in the cultivation world, is recruiting new disciples. , can go to the trial.

I still remember that year, when he just buried his adoptive mother, when he was full of sadness and didn't know where to go, when he heard the news, he was impulsive and passionate, and his life changed completely from then on.

And this time, Luo Binghe started again from this crucial turning point.

When standing at the bottom of the cliff of Cang Qiong Mountain, Luo Binghe looked up, and almost immediately saw the figure in Tsing Yi holding the fan at the edge of the cliff.

For so many years, it seems that the master has not changed much. When standing there, he has always been like a bamboo, unstained by the mortal world, and dazzling in the world.

Although he was very familiar with Master, every time he saw him, Luo Binghe's heart still couldn't help shaking, and a subtle joy oozes out.

Shen Qingqiu stood among the immortal-like people in Cang Qiong Mountain, his face was cold, and he was also looking down.For a moment, Luo Binghe almost thought that his master's eyes met, he quickly lowered his head, and tried his best to dig up the soil under his feet. He didn't relax even when he was in pain, and his heart was also trembling.

Master, if you see me, then look at me a few more times.

At the same time, he tried to secretly use his mind to mobilize his spiritual power, although it was thin, it really allowed him to use it a little.With the help of spiritual power, the movements of the hands will be more comfortable.

Luo Binghe focused wholeheartedly, and he didn't even notice the changes in the surrounding environment at all. When he finally felt that there was some noise, he raised his head, and Shen Qingqiu's graceful demeanor fell into his eyes.

Heart pounding.

Shen Qingqiu came down for him.

At that moment, Luo Binghe looked at the faint smile on Shen Qingqiu's face, and even had the illusion that the person in front of him was the most intimate person who had shared the bed with him for many years.

Heartbroken by the scene in front of him, even though he didn't want to impress his master as delicate at the beginning, Luo Binghe still couldn't help it, and tears rolled down his face.

Having been wronged so much, she really wanted to hug the person in front of her, kiss him, and beg for his comfort as always.

But Luo Binghe stood there, doing nothing other than stretching out his hand to hold Shen Qingqiu's finger.

There are many things he can't do yet.For a long time in the future, he will restrain himself and be unable to do anything.

Waiting for this matter has long become a habit that Luo Binghe has to accept.

(three)

On the way back to Qingjing Peak, Shen Qingqiu saw how difficult it was for him to walk behind, so he extended a hand to him.With a gentle tone and a caring expression, he was completely different from the man who poured hot tea without mercy back then.

Every move is the way he is most familiar with.

Luo Binghe faintly felt that this life seemed to have started another different one.

Luo Binghe was in a trance for a moment, and the two words blurted out uncontrollably: "Master."

Shen Qingqiu's calm figure seemed to froze for a moment, but he didn't.

Many times after this, Luo Binghe had the illusion that sometimes his master seemed to feel something about his words and deeds, but he refused to reveal it too much.

Many years later, he thought, so many times, if he could grab the end of the thread once and pull it desperately until he saw the truth, would everything be completely different.

Luo Binghe is used to asking questions, especially when facing Shen Qingqiu.But in the last life, it was because of this reason that he persecuted his master a lot, causing irreparable consequences. In this life, Luo Binghe didn't want to do this again, so he forcibly held back most of the time, didn't ask, didn't care .

Luo Binghe comforted himself, it doesn't matter, as long as the master is always by his side.

Returning to the time when he was cultivating in Qingjing Peak, Luo Binghe's white clothes were neat and tidy every day, his long hair was neatly tied up, and he picked up what he had learned little by little.In fact, it doesn't matter to pick it up, he has long been familiar with those mental techniques and swordsmanship, and a wooden sword can make the ground look like a dragon.Shen Qingqiu has read all Qingjing Peak's classics, whether he has seen them or not, and they have long engraved them in his heart.

What he wanted to pick up was nothing more than his cultivation.

Regarding all of this, Shen Qingqiu didn't know anything about it, and explained the basic mental methods for him with his own hands, and even created an open space in front of the bamboo house, took a slender bamboo branch every day, and taught him the simplest sword moves over and over again.

I have to admit that the master in this life... really cares about me.

Having been together day and night for many years, Luo Binghe has already figured out his master's temperament and preferences, so he finds excuses to pester Shen Qingqiu every day, even listening to him explain the simplest methods of mind, Luo Binghe does not feel boring at all.

Sometimes he even pretended to be stupid on purpose, in order to see Master's gentle expression, although slightly helpless, without a hint of impatience.He knew that the master would not hate him because of this, and it would be great if he could spend more time with the master.

He deliberately pretended not to understand, and after Shen Qingqiu explained it over and over again, he deliberately showed a frustrated and frustrated expression. At this moment, Shen Qingqiu's hand would touch his head, and the comforting touch was very warm, enough to make Luo Binghe happy one day.

Strange to say, he has already done all the most intimate things in the lover's world with his master, but now Shen Qingqiu just pats his head, and his heart beats faster with excitement, as if he really turned back to the boy he was back then , because the simplest action of the master can be absorbed in the aftertaste for a long time.

(four)

Luo Binghe often feels like the time flies by on Qingjing Peak like a dream.

Except for Shen Qingqiu, who would hold him in his arms and kiss his forehead tenderly in the middle of the night, who would occasionally talk about love even though he was calm on weekdays, Luo Binghe felt that this was a clean dream.

It seems that I haven't had such a peaceful life for a long time.

Three years of training in the abyss, five years of desperate waiting, even after being with the master, he was often entangled in affairs, tossed between the Huanhua Palace and the Demon Realm, and could no longer simply keep watch every day like he did when he was a teenager. Looking at Shen Qingqiu, nothing happened between the two of them.

The deep-rooted unwillingness to start all over again after being beaten back gradually faded away, Luo Binghe felt that it didn't seem so bad to start all over again.

However, this clean dream was suddenly severely broken one day.

After training in the mountain city, when he was in danger, Luo Binghe pushed away his master almost without thinking, but was dragged into the water afterwards.

As soon as he entered the water, Luo Binghe immediately felt the power and difficulty of this monster, and was startled for a while.While trying to deal with it, I secretly prayed in my heart that the master would never enter the water for himself.

However, just after he finished thinking like this, the surrounding water trembled, and Shen Qingqiu's figure floated not far away, his face was tense, and his eyes searched for himself in the chaos.

Before Luo Binghe had time to feel the warmth in his heart, he saw the Xiu Ya sword slipped out of Shen Qingqiu's hand, and then countless hairs took the opportunity to entangle him.

Luo Binghe watched anxiously, but the entangled Hua Yao's hair was wrapped around him layer by layer, and he couldn't get close at all.Seeing Shen Qingqiu's figure getting deeper and deeper, Luo Binghe suddenly felt a strong fear, almost going crazy.

After thousands of catastrophes in his previous life, he couldn't bear the danger of his master in front of his eyes, not even the slightest danger.

Suddenly, a strong burning sensation rose from his body, even though the surrounding water was cold, Luo Binghe felt as if he was about to burn.Accompanied by this feeling is a sudden powerful force.Luo Binghe knew how to mobilize this power so instinctively, he pushed out the magic power with a palm, and after being shocked, he swam desperately to grab Shen Qingqiu's hand.

Shen Qingqiu's situation is better than he imagined, it seems that just now he was entangled and unable to get out, the hand that reached out to hug him was still very strong, smiled at him at the bottom of the water, and mouthed to him: "Don't be afraid. "

In the process of being hugged by Shen Qingqiu and floating up, spiritual power and devil energy rushed left and right in Luo Binghe's body at the same time.He was so uncomfortable that life would be worse than death, but he gritted his teeth tightly and refused to show a trace.

At the same time, Luo Binghe's heart felt like it was in an ice cave.

The blood of the demon race in his body was awakened without warning, and he almost appeared in front of the master like a demon in front of the endless abyss.

If it was true just now...

Luo Binghe didn't dare to think about it.

Lying next to Shen Qingqiu in the middle of the night, Luo Binghe's mind could not be peaceful. When he fell asleep, the succubus really came looking for a trace, trying to pull him and the master into a dream.

Not wanting his master to be injured in the dream, Luo Binghe had no choice but to use his remaining magic power to fight against the dream demon, finally protecting his master.

And the consequence of using the magic power this time is the pain of the intense collision between spirit and demon.

Shen Qingqiu had already fallen asleep, but his sleep was not sound. He was hugging himself tightly like this, still sending spiritual energy.

Luo Binghe was afraid that his master would not be able to sleep peacefully because of himself, so he broke free quietly, kissed the smooth forehead lightly, and covered him with the quilt, but he himself did not feel sleepy.

The Nightmare will definitely come again.

And when he faced the succubus again, it was time for him to make a choice.That is this life, whether or not to cultivate into a demon.

(Fives)

In the previous life, Luo Binghe had a very strong idea in his heart.

He is going to get stronger.

Because only by becoming stronger can you firmly grasp what you want and who you want.

When he was a child, what Luo Binghe wanted was to be warm and decent; when he first entered Qingjing Peak, he wanted to live like an ordinary young man without being humble or overbearing.Later, his eyes were gradually occupied by that blue figure, and what Luo Binghe wanted never changed again.

That kind of mood is so stubborn, so strong, so desperate.

He made up his mind to cultivate the mind of the Demon Race back then, but it was only so that he could stand on the same position as his master one day, so that he would have the courage and confidence to speak out his thoughts for many years; The glacier actually intensified.Whether it is the Demon Realm or the Huanhua Palace, if possible, or even the entire cultivation world, he will have it in his pocket. As long as he can grab a corner of the master's sleeve and make him unable to leave, Luo Binghe can do anything.

But when Shizun embraced him in Buried Ridge, the words whispered and sincerely whispered in his ear made Luo Binghe's heart shake for the first time.For many years, he had been blaming his own inadequacy for the pain he suffered, but suddenly one day, he faintly discovered that everything seemed to be not like this.

It turns out that even if I am not strong enough, there are still people who want me.

In the dark and chaotic Buried Ridge, when the two of them hugged tightly and prepared to go to the underworld together, Luo Binghe also thought for a moment: If only he had never cultivated demons back then.

If he hadn't received that book of Demon Clan Mindwork back then, he might still be with his master day and night on Qingjing Peak, or maybe wait until that day, and join hands to go back to seclusion together.It's not like now, after many years of waiting and finally waiting for the beautiful tenderness of two hearts, but it will be lost in a moment.

God really gave him such a chance for the momentary thought of life and death back then.

Thinking of this, the balance in Luo Binghe's heart gradually tipped. Later, the succubus tried to invade his dream many times, but all failed.

The only conversation he had with the succubi in this life was after the skinner accident in Twin Lakes a few years later.

"Boy, you are arrogant. Regardless of your status, this old man wanted to have sex with you many times in your dreams, but you just ignored it. You didn't want to apologize to this old man. How dare you ask this old man to create a dream for a crazy woman of unknown origin?!"

Luo Binghe was unmoved, and said: "Senior, do me this favor today, if you ask for something in the future, it's not impossible for me to agree."

The dream demon was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at his eyes, and a cloud of black mist continued to change: "Is this how you beg me?"

Luo Binghe's attitude didn't change at all, and he said: "Didn't senior also ask for me? Since they all ask for something, why should I bow my knees."

The Dream Demon snorted: "Respectful and respectful, that master of yours seems to be a modest gentleman, and the apprentices he taught really can't compete with these four characters, and they have a false name." Ignoring Luo Binghe's cold face, he said again: " You boy is not simple. The cultivation base of your body is not simple, and your mind is even more so. If I help you, if you turn your back on it and shut the door to this old man, who will this old man turn to for reasoning?"

Luo Binghe smiled slightly: "Senior, it is up to me to restore my body. I want to create a dream, but there is another way. Senior, why don't you put all your eggs in one basket?"

The tumbling magic breath froze for a moment: "How do you know that the old man is going to recover his body?"

Luo Binghe asked back: "Senior is like this now, do you have anything else to ask for?"

The dream demon was silent for a while, and finally sighed: "What kind of dream do you want me to create for her?"

Luo Binghe took a light breath: "I want her to read a past event that she didn't know before."

(six)

Regarding the past that Master had never mentioned to him, Luo Binghe immediately found out after Qiu Haitang appeared in Jinlan City in the previous life.

In the dream that reflected the past, Luo Binghe looked at the blood-stained youth with sinister eyes, and suddenly felt unreal.In addition to appearance, he could not connect the two together anyway.

Do not.impossible.

How could they be alone? !

Luo Binghe looked at the young man with a knife in his hand and his body drenched in blood rushing to kill people all the way in the courtyard, and immediately had this almost intuitive idea.

For a moment, there was no shock or heartache, only profound strangeness.

But how could he not be alone?I still remember the four years when he first came here in the last life, the master... there is indeed a shadow of the person in front of me.

Luo Binghe vaguely felt that something had happened, but he couldn't find out.

When explaining the reason to the Dream Demon, Luo Binghe said: "She is an old friend of Master. I don't want to kill her, but I also don't want her to continue pestering and framing Master. After thinking about it, it's better to let her see the truth clearly and live on her own. off."

The Dream Demon did as he said, and after that, Qiu Haitang disappeared like a human being, and no news was heard from her again.

And the following series of events made Luo Binghe have no time to care about him.

Counting the time, the day when the demons invaded is not far away.In the past two years, Luo Binghe has consulted the classics, and even took the opportunity of taking the files to secretly enter the Cangqiong Mountain Library Pavilion on the Qiongding Peak. Finally, he found out the ins and outs of the Wuyao, and confirmed that the purpose of the Wuyao really has the effect of detoxification. The "Eye of the Fairy" can unravel the strange poisons of rare demons such as "Unsolvable".

It was for this reason that he took the initiative to recommend himself to go to Huawuhan Lake to check the enchantment.

Before leaving, Luo Binghe gently pushed open the door of the bamboo house, and while there was no one there, he kissed Shen Qingqiu on the forehead, who had been sleeping for several days and hadn't woken up, his heartache and reluctance almost overflowed.

Master couldn't see himself after waking up, so he must be disappointed.

Luo Binghe has no chance of winning in his heart whether he can kill Huawu.

If he still had the previous cultivation, it would not take much effort to hunt and kill a hundred-year-old sprite, but this time, Luo Binghe almost lost his life in the cold lake.

Soaked in the cold lake, he dealt carefully with Wu Yao, and when he was about to succeed, the sudden chaotic internal force made Luo Binghe's movements freeze for a moment.

It was at this moment that Hua Yao, who had already been severely injured, dived into the deep bottom of the lake, which made him completely miss the opportunity.

Climbing up from the lake with difficulty, Luo Binghe was drenched all over, and his face was colder than the lake.

I don't know why, no matter whether he is strong or weak, fate always seems to help him in this kind of thing. How many times he has put all his eggs in one basket, he has retired successfully and got his wish.

But this time it didn't work.

Just now, in order to hunt the demon, he did not hesitate to use the magic power in his body at the most dangerous moment. At this moment, two different internal forces surged violently in his body, and Luo Binghe curled up by the lake in discomfort, clenched his fists.

In the severe pain, a flash of consonance suddenly flashed through his mind.

(Seven)

That time, Luo Binghe was seriously injured, and when he returned to Qingjing Peak, Ning Yingying saw his face, covered his mouth and was about to scream, Luo Binghe made a silent movement to her, and said to her : "Sister, don't tell Master."

Ning Yingying opened her eyes wide: "Ah Luo, you want to hide it from Master?"

Luo Binghe nodded: "Master will be worried."

Ning Yingying stomped her feet angrily: "Why aren't you afraid that Master will be angry!"

Luo Binghe said: "As long as the senior sister doesn't tell the master that I'm back, after a few days, the master won't be able to see it."

Ning Yingying stared at him for a while, and said: "You don't need to hide anymore, Master can't see you at all now. The Master Master is out, and Master is helping him with affairs at Qiong Ding Peak."

Luo Binghe was taken aback for a moment, nodded, and turned to leave, but Ning Yingying suddenly called him, his expression hesitant to speak.

"Ah Luo, you'd better go see the master. You leave the mountain before he wakes up. These days, the master is actually...in his heart..."

Luo Binghe felt that a small knife had been stabbed in his heart, and he was messing with it back and forth.

But if he told the master the truth about his injury, the master would definitely not send him to fight against the Sky Hammer, and he didn't know what unexpected changes would happen.

In this life, Luo Binghe will never let another accident happen.

This time when facing the Heavenly Hammer, Luo Binghe did not show mercy. When the opponent was about to make a surprise attack, he dodged and smashed the opponent's sky cap with a single palm.

... This is what he figured out when he fell by the cold lake.

Rather than guarding against everything, it is better to simply let this matter never happen.

In fact, Luo Binghe was already in a very bad mood, suffering from internal injuries, with a mouthful of bruises accumulating in his chest. He really wanted to hear some gentle words of comfort from Master, to be patted on the head, and to send the gentle spiritual power into his body.

He walked to Shen Qingqiu's side, his eyes were gentle and bright.

Unexpectedly, Shen Qingqiu seemed to be absent-minded, simply gave him an order, and then walked away with his sword without looking back.

Luo Binghe felt as if he had been beaten with a stick, almost bleeding out the pool of blood in his heart.

(Eight)

On Luo Binghe's palm and heart, Zeng had a scar respectively.

It's not that he's used to hurting himself, but he wants to grasp everything related to Master, even if it's a scar, he's willing to do it.

Moreover, at that time, he had always held a secret fantasy in his heart - if he didn't let the scar disappear, if the master saw it, he wondered if there would be a moment of distress or regret.

This kind of fantasy is like a kind of pleasure, a little firefly light, shining on him in the endless darkness, struggling to go on.

When Sha Hualing's red silk rolled over for the last time, Luo Binghe didn't hide at a single thought.

After being injured and comatose that time, Luo Binghe was scolded by the succubus in the dream.It's just that he made up his mind, so he remained unmoved by the words of the succubus.

Only those last words caused waves in his heart.

"All the past, have you really figured everything out?"

Luo Binghe's answer at that time was: "I believe him."

In the previous life, he and his master had untied their knots, and finally returned hand in hand, so he planned not to ask many questions that he hadn't solved in his heart.

Opening his eyes from the dream, Shen Qingqiu was sitting beside his bed, his eyes were filled with undisguised deep worry and distress.

Luo Binghe looked at those eyes, and his heart throbbed for a moment. He listened dumbfoundedly to Shen Qingqiu's soft voice telling him that he had obtained the qualification to choose swords at Wan Jianfeng. Besides, Zhushe's partiality The room has also been prepared for him, and he can live in it at any time.

When he was embraced by those warm arms, Luo Binghe felt that everything was too beautiful, and the great joy and happiness hit his heart fiercely, and his whole body was like being in a cloud.

In comparison, the pain and grievances I suffered before are as light as a feather, not worth mentioning.

(nine)

After Luo Binghe obtained the Zhengyang Sword, relying on the various swordsmanship techniques that he had already mastered in his heart, his cultivation improved almost by leaps and bounds.

And every night when I go to sleep, my sweetheart is separated by a wall, and the first person the master sees every day is me, so the relationship between the two has become much closer.During those days, he actually felt that Master's closeness to him was more like the way they were when they were together many years later.

Luo Binghe was very happy because of this, and even looked at the disciples on Qingjing Peak much more pleasing to his eyes. He usually competed with Ming Fan for favor, and was surrounded by Baizhan Peak's disciples for discussion, so he didn't feel so disgusted in his heart. a pleasure.

The only thing is that as he grows older, the special taste in the young man's vigorous body gradually begins to spread like a prairie fire.

Every day he lay in a place separated by a wall from his master, and the torment in his heart almost burned himself.He remembered that his previous self used to jump over a cold puddle and lose face in front of his master, but if he encountered such a situation again this time, maybe he would have to jump off the cliff behind Qingjing Peak.

At the same time, the improvement of spiritual power brought by the Zhengyang Sword made the imbalance between the two internal forces of spirit and demon in his body more and more obvious, and the number of times of madness became more and more.

In the previous life, Luo Binghe had used containers to divert the excess demonic energy in his body, but this method could no longer be used in this life.

Faced with this situation, Luo Binghe had no choice but to stop improving his cultivation.

For the battle of the endless abyss, he must not stop.

Regarding the Infinite Abyss, Luo Binghe had already made a decision, that is, to strive to restore his spiritual power to close to the peak level of the year before the age of 17, then it would not be difficult to defeat Mobei without revealing his demonic appearance.

After the Immortal Alliance Conference is over, he can still go back to Qingjing Peak with his master, and stay with him.

The dormant blood of the demon race is about to move, and it will sneak in every time his realm rises, rushing left and right around his body, trying to occupy his whole body's spiritual veins.

Every time, Luo Binghe trembled in pain, and could hardly see.

Even though he didn't want Master to notice his embarrassment, he was still smashed several times.In the end, Shen Qingqiu was almost sternly warning him to proceed step by step and not to be reckless.

Luo Binghe agreed with his mouth, but felt sore in his heart.

"Don't be reckless" is the word Luo Binghe has warned himself the most these years.

Don't be reckless, the master will be angry.

Don't be reckless, you will be rude to Master.

Don't be reckless, the master will see that something is wrong.

However, in the middle of that early winter night, when he was hugged tightly by his master on the bamboo couch and wrapped in the familiar breath around him, the rationality that had been stubbornly resisting for so many years finally broke the thread.

This time, Luo Binghe didn't jump into any cold puddles, or the cliffs of the back mountain.

When he and Master finally touched their lips, the familiar feeling almost made him cry.

Shen Qingqiu's shock and unacceptability were all expected by Luo Binghe.But Luo Binghe could feel that Master looked at him with various emotions, even faint heartache, but there was no resentment or disgust.

(ten)

As for love, Luo Binghe didn't dare to force it, but he never regretted his abruptness that night.

Sometimes he even wondered if it was Master who knew his intentions, would he be so cruel as to push himself into the endless abyss.

Luo Binghe has long learned how to show weakness and pretend to be pitiful. He cooks for Shen Qingqiu every day as usual, and handles everything for him in an orderly manner without exceeding the rules.It's just that in the eyes that look at Shen Qingqiu every day, there is a hint of despair and faint hope.

Every time Shen Qingqiu made eye contact with him like this, he would always dodge subconsciously, between his words and deeds, he even had the intention of avoiding him.

Luo Binghe was so keen, he felt that although the master avoided him, there was no malice, and there was even a trace of confusion in the calm eyes that came from both sides.

Luo Binghe thought boldly again, did Master like him a little bit.

Luo Binghe was trapped in this kind of love that suddenly broke the embankment and couldn't extricate himself, until that day, he was sitting alone on the rock outside the gate of Qingjing Peak, quietly looking at the way he came from, lost in thought, but overheard a conversation.

It was that conversation that completely subverted his whole being and heart from then on.

Luo Binghe was sitting on a rock covered by branches, and Shen Qingqiu and Shang Qinghua were sitting side by side outside a carriage and slowly came. The two were conversing with each other. No one was driving, and the carriage was allowed to drive slowly along the long mountain road. .

Luo Binghe pursed his lips, seeing the rarely seen casual expression on Master's face, he felt even more displeased.Listening intently, he actually heard a very unusual conversation.

The content was related to him, although Luo Binghe was confused by most of the content, but his intuition told him that there was a huge secret hidden in it that he didn't know, and the master would never tell him.

Listening all the way, Luo Binghe actually felt a strong sense of fear in his heart.

This kind of fear surpassed curiosity, and even afterward, the dream-like joy of being happy with the master did not wash away the urgency in his heart to know this secret.

(eleven)

After the two got together, Shen Qingqiu offered to take him on a tour in Twin Lakes City.

The lingering knots in his heart for the past few days were temporarily put aside, Luo Binghe looked at Shen Qingqiu who was dressed in white, and could hardly move his eyes away.

In the upper room of the song tower, the moonlight is excellent.The two of them sat on the couch on the ground through the drunkenness, and had a good time for a long time.

When he was in a state of confusion, Luo Binghe thought, it would be great if he could always be like this.Whether it's any secrets or the endless abyss, he doesn't want to think about it, and he doesn't want to take care of it.

Isn't all the hard work he has done, all the suffering he has endured, all for the purpose of being able to stay with Master like this?

However, just as he had this idea, that secret suddenly hit him, severely shattering his dreams of two lifetimes.

"Your master is the same as you, you have lived two lifetimes."

"Nephew Luo, do you understand if I say this? If there is such a book, which describes a group of people in a world and everything that happens in this world, suddenly one day, the world in this book Suddenly it is no longer words on paper, but becomes real, believe it or not."

"Shen and I...Your master, we are indeed from the same hometown. This fellow is not what it usually means. I am the person who wrote this book, and your master is the person who read this book. In short, this People outside the world in this book."

"Ah, the implication is that you, except me and him, are all people in the world in this book. Nephew Luo, you are quite different. You are the protagonist of this book. Blessed by the halo."

"We know what is in this world and what will happen. We are familiar with this book after all. Oh yes, your master is a loyal reader. He can memorize the monster system in this book backwards."

"It stands to reason that we do exist like prophets, but people have to bow their heads under the eaves, and we are also miserable. Due to the power of the system, we can't just follow the plot casually, and we have to act like cows and horses... What does the system mean? Nephew, you can understand it as the god who manages this book, or the kind that is unreasonable, deducting points at every turn, and threatening to go back to the city to rebuild every minute if you don't complete the prescribed tasks. "

"Return to the city? The meaning of returning to the city is that the identity of this world is dead and sent back to the original world, never to return."

.........

Shang Qinghua babbled, blushing, Luo Binghe listened numbly, felt as if countless cold needles were piercing him in all directions, and there was nowhere to escape, they could only be pierced clearly in the heart, and he couldn't tell what it was like.

After Shang Qinghua left, Luo Binghe gradually felt the cold in the pavilion where the lake was quiet and the wind was soft.

The dormant Heavenly Demon bloodline began to surge again when the master was in a state of turmoil. Luo Binghe didn't even groan in pain, but curled up in a corner of the gazebo, feeling waves of lingering.

Just now, the last sentence Luo Binghe asked was: "If I don't go to the Endless Abyss, what will happen to Master?"

Shang Qinghua said: "It's not clear. In short, the end will be miserable."

When he said this, Shang Qinghua raised his head and looked at him for the first time, there was no joke in his eyes.

Luo Binghe said softly: "I see."

Luo Binghe didn't try to suppress the Heavenly Demon's bloodline eroding him again.He didn't know the meaning of the pain he had suffered in suppressing the blood of the Heavenly Demon through his hard training all these years, that person didn't care at all.

In this way, Zeng Shizun actually did not lie to him.

Master really doesn't care about the distinction between humans and demons.Whether he is a demon or a human being, it is the same in Master's heart.

The same is just a person in the book!

Luo Binghe laughed softly, and wiped the hot liquid off his face.Then he closed his eyes, tried his best to gather his energy, concentrated on adjusting his breath, and once again contained the blood that had gone berserk, as he had done countless times before. After this time, his whole body was almost exhausted.

Luo Binghe thought, since everything was wrong from the very beginning, let's make it right.

(twelve)

As for the Eye of the Demon, although he knew that his master would no longer be incomprehensible, Luo Binghe was still unwilling. When he was 16 years old, he went to the cold lake in the mountain city again. After a lot of trouble, he finally hunted it down. Killing, cut out a shiny blue eyeball.

Luo Binghe hesitated for a long time, not knowing how to send him out.

He knew that with his master's intelligence, he had already seen some clues about himself.Once he sends out this eyeball, Master can guess what is wrong with him as long as he deduces a little bit.

Luo Binghe had plans to confess the memories of the two lifetimes to his master, but he just felt that the time had not yet come.

Now it seems that Master may be the same as himself. Although he has guessed, he still can't believe that kind of thinking.

So the two of them missed a full seven years.

But now