The Scum Villain’s Self-Saving System

Qi Qingqi lost her voice and said: "Wait a minute, what is going on?!" She pointed to the dome hall: "The one inside...isn't that Shen Qingqiu? Why is there another one?"

Luo Binghe seemed to be in a good mood and said, "Why don't you ask the former master of Anding Peak?"

Shen Qingqiu: ... To paralyze him, he knew that Shang Qinghua, a spineless and unscrupulous man, must be indispensable!

Shang Qinghua hehehehahaha, Lord Mobei glanced at him, and he immediately stood up, his anger dropped from his dantian, his head held high, and he said loudly: "Senior Brother Shen, he accidentally came to a place a few years ago and got a treasure, Sun and Moon Dew. Hua Zhi. This zhi is spiritual and can reshape the body. It is because of it that Senior Brother Shen escaped from the golden cicada in Huayue City. So, the one inside is him, but there is only an empty shell left, and the two outside are also him! It’s all him!”

The summary is concise, concise and clear.

Several pairs of eyes looked at Shen Qingqiu.

Liu Qingge immediately pointed the tip of Chengluan's sword towards him, with even more murderous intent than when he pointed it at Luo Binghe just now.

After the initial shock, Yue Qingyuan's expression turned blank, and he whispered: "In that case, why have you not heard from me in the past five years and cut off contact with the Twelve Peaks? Don't you think that in your heart, none of your fellow disciples are worthy of your trust and trust? "

Shen Qingqiu felt guilty: "Brother, listen to me..."

Qi Qingqi said angrily: "Shen Qingqiu... do you know how miserable senior brothers and others were harmed by you! How were your disciples crying at that time?! They were crying all day long, and the Qingjing Peak was filled with smoke and mourning. It’s been a whole year since people didn’t want to go up there! The peak master’s position is vacant, so you’re happy outside!”

What Shen Qingqiu was most afraid of was the aggressive Qi Qingqi pointing at his nose and scolding him, and said hurriedly: "I really didn't mean it, I have been buried in the soil for five full years, and I just woke up a few days ago, and it was him who did it! "

Seeing that the finger was pointed at him again, Shang Qinghua felt even more unjust: "Why are you blaming me again? Didn't you say you wanted to cook it as soon as possible?"

Liu Qingge pressed his temple: "Shut up!"

Shang Qinghua shut up.

They were a group of noisy people. If you looked at it from another scene, it would be really funny, but because the timing was wrong, Shen Qingqiu couldn't laugh at all.

On the top of the dome, fires were everywhere, and the stone and earthwork were scorched. After two days of sawing and siege, it was no longer dignified and dignified as usual. Inside and outside the hall, there were disciples who were stained with blood and being supported by others, and the younger generation looked around in panic. The exhaustion is showing, and it is the end of the crossbow.

In the other square formation, the semi-encircled black-armored demon generals and cavalry were still as bright and sharp as freshly sharpened blades, staring eagerly.

Shen Qingqiu withdrew his gaze and said, "Luo Binghe, you said you came to the Cang Qiong Mountain Sect to catch me."

Luo Binghe said: "Not bad."

Shen Qingqiu said: "You caught it."

The goal has been achieved and it's time to withdraw our troops.

Luo Binghe looked at him: "Aren't you going to run away?"

"..." Shen Qingqiu nodded slowly: "I won't run away."

The corners of Luo Binghe's mouth moved, revealing a weak smile. This smile finally lost the sarcasm that had been on his face just now.

"I thought so many times," he said softly.

Liu Qingge suddenly said: "What do you mean?"

He looked at Shen Qingqiu as if he wanted to stab him in the head: "Do you want to trade yourself?"

Yue Qingyuan stretched out his hand to touch Xuan Su and said solemnly: "It's not the demon clan's turn to get involved in the people of Cangqiong Mountain yet."

Mu Qingfang held him down, shook his head and said: "Senior brother, you forced your way out during seclusion and faced a powerful enemy. You suffered a big loss in the first place. Now you still forcefully draw your sword. I'm afraid it's really bad for your cultivation..."

Yue Qingyuan's face surged with black energy, but he suppressed it again, and said reluctantly: "You have to do it even if you can't do it. Junior brother has already died once, and we failed to protect him at that time. Do you want me to watch him again now?" To die?"

These words made Shen Qingqiu's chest surge. He turned to Yue Qingyuan: "Brother, look at how many of these disciples are injured? It's been two days, should they be allowed to go down? Should the top of the dome, which is in a mess, take some rest?"

When it comes to the person Shen Qingqiu admires and respects the most, the one who ranks first is Yue Qingyuan. Not only because of his dedication to the entire sect, but also because of his protective feelings. He really couldn't bear to let the Cangqiong Mountain Sect and this leader worry about him anymore.

You will commit suicide by yourself. Shen Qingqiu said: "The disciples I taught, the troubles I caused can only be borne by one person. As the head of a sect, senior brother, the safety and life of all the disciples in these twelve peaks are tied to your shoulders, so you must know that you should How to make trade-offs.”

There was dead silence in the hall, and the atmosphere was solemn.

Yue Qingyuan's face was full of helplessness, but as the head of a mountain, it was self-evident how to make a choice in an unfavorable situation. The peak masters of each peak also have the same considerations. Instead, Ning Yingying ran out.

She grabbed Shen Qingqiu's arm and said loudly: "I don't agree!"

Shen Qingqiu said: "Mingfan, take care of your junior sister."

Ning Yingying sobbed: "I don't want anyone to take care of me! No matter when the demon girl was, or when Jinlan City and Huanhua Palace were in conflict, you always stood up for yourself, Master. Why should it be you this time? Why every time Does it have to be Master who suffers the consequences?"

Shen Qingqiu was stunned.

Yes, why is he unlucky every time? !

I really couldn't figure this out for a while. He put on a calm face: "What does it look like to cry and cry even though you are such an adult? You are a teacher and you will never die." He added in his mind, probably.

Mingfan's face was full of grief and anger: "Master, for the sake of the Cangqiong Mountain Sect, if you give yourself up to this demon, wouldn't life be worse than death? I have only ever heard of sacrificing one's life to accompany a gentleman, how can one sacrifice one's life to feed a demon?"

How do you speak? !

Mingfan, can you, a naughty kid like you, speak human language? !

After procrastinating for a long time, Luo Binghe probably lost his patience. He grabbed Shen Qingqiu's hand, put the other hand on the inner demon sword scabbard and said, "Take Master's immortal body away with you."

Another peak leader said angrily: "Don't bully people too much. Taking people away is not enough. What else do you need the corpse for?"

Luo Binghe did not answer, but raised his hand to Lord Mobei and gave an order. Seeing that Shen Qingqiu finally compromised, he seemed to be arguing again if he said something wrong, so he wanted to stop it. He wanted to pull his arm, but he felt awkward, so he tugged on his sleeve instead. After thinking for a while, he bit the bullet and said: "I'll just go with you, why do I need to go to this extent?"

When Shen Qingqiu said this, he felt very ashamed.

He is a man, but he has to humbly say such words about "follow" or "not follow" to another man in front of so many people. Especially since this man was once his apprentice, it was even more aggrieved and shameful.

However, showing weakness has certain effects on any man. Luo Binghe's expression became noticeably clearer. Not only did his grip on him loosen up, but his tone also became softer.

Although the tone is soft, the content is still as tough: "After all, it is Master's original body, and it involves many things. If Master escapes from the golden cicada again, the disciples really don't know what to do."

As soon as he turned his face, his voice became colder: "Take it away."

Before Lord Mobei moved, Qi Qingqi turned her head and listened to Liu Mingyan's whispers as she quietly entered the hall. She was surprised at first, and then shouted: "No need to argue!"

She raised her head and said, "Luo Binghe, there is no need to fight with anyone now. Even if we are willing to let you take him away, you can't get your wish."

Shen Qingqiu knew that she had a fierce temper and might have done something extreme to anger Luo Binghe. She was feeling a headache, but who knew that she signaled Liu Mingyan to stand up: "Mingyan, you say it."

Liu Mingyan said: "Uncle Shen's immortal body has disappeared."

After she finished speaking, she got out of the way, and several disciples were carried out of the back hall. These were the people who stayed behind to sit on the altar and take care of the body. But at this moment, they were all unconscious, and there were strange black spots on their faces and fingertips. blue.

There was an uproar in the palace. Yue Qingyuan's expression changed immediately, and Luo Binghe also raised his eyebrows.

Qi Qingqi said calmly: "Luo Binghe, you don't have to look at me. I did want to hide it, but unfortunately I just asked Ming Yan to move to the back hall, and the sitting table is already empty. We can put it on it properly. The preserved body has disappeared.”

She was so happy that she would rather the body disappeared than let Luo Binghe take it away. Mu Qingfang took a closer look and said, "There is no consciousness at all, but my life is safe. I am poisoned."

Yue Qingyuan asked: "What poison?"

Mu Qingfang said: "I can't tell now. There are no wounds on my body. Let me take blood to test."

Qi Qingqi said: "If it's poison from the human world, Junior Brother Mu can make a judgment at a glance. Since he can't tell, I still want to ask if it was you who tampered with it?"

Luo Binghe said calmly: "I don't like using poison."

This is indeed true. Besides, in this situation, there is no need for Luo Binghe to lie. Since he said otherwise, it was not his fault. That is to say, an unknown person actually took advantage of the two parties to argue in front of the palace, sneaked up the mountain without anyone noticing, and stole Shen Qingqiu's body under the eyes of both parties through several walls. It's not surprising.

Shen Qingqiu was confused: Why did you steal his body? ? ? How come he becomes a piece of cake when no one wants to die while he is alive? ? ?

There are really so many perverts in this world!

Luo Binghe saw that it was useless to stay here and talk more, so he frowned and said, "That's fine. No matter who took it, they will always find it."

The inner demon was unsheathed, black energy was steaming, and wherever the sword edge passed, it opened a path like a gap. Shen Qingqiu reminded: "Withdraw the siege."

Luo Binghe looked at him and said stiffly: "As Master wishes."

Liu Qingge couldn't help but take a step forward and moved his lips. Shen Qingqiu looked back at the Cang Qiong Mountain Sect and then at him, not knowing what to say.

The tip of the Chengluan sword hung to the ground, and as he walked upwards, Liu Qingge clenched his hands under his sleeves. Blood flowed from the exploded tiger's mouth, sliding down and dripping down the sword.

He paused for a while before spitting out two words.

"Wait!"

These two words were like two ice picks thrown out, but they were filled with deep anger and overwhelming fighting spirit.

Luo Binghe sneered: "Come anyway."

The inner demon returns to its sheath.

The gap between the two realms is connected by a spacious stone corridor. Pairs of torches stretched forward endlessly, and the deepest part was darkness that could not be seen clearly.

Looking at the style of murals on both sides of this stone corridor and the gloomy atmosphere, you can tell that this is Luo Binghe's demonic base camp.

After the crack was sealed, Luo Binghe stopped restraining Shen Qingqiu and slowly let go.

Shen Qingqiu stood up straight, clapped his sleeves, and said nothing.

Both of them had nothing to say, they looked at each other intently, one after the other, their footsteps were silent, and the atmosphere was stiff and cold.

Shen Qingqiu was very strange.

He originally thought that seeing Luo Binghe again, with so many body movements, his level of pleasure should keep going up - well, although it was a bit shameless to think so. No, it should be said that it is very shameless.

But the system has been silent and not a single fart has been released.

The forked roads in the underground palace could not affect Luo Binghe's speed at all. After walking around for a while, my eyes suddenly opened up.

Most of the buildings in the Demon Realm are located underground, with the ground hollowed out and no light from the sun, moon or stars visible all year round. However, this one actually penetrates the ground on top, allowing direct sunlight to shine down, adding to its popularity.

Pushing the door open, the layout of the furnishings in the house looks very familiar, and is actually very similar to the Qingjing Peak Bamboo House.

Shen Qingqiu felt inexplicably angry.

He really wanted to say something to Luo Binghe: What's the point? Just like in a stage play, we set up the scene, put him in captivity, pretend that nothing happened, and continue to play the little theater in the dream where the master and the disciple love each other?

It's a pity that when people are under the roof, they have to swallow everything.

Luo Binghe took a step closer to Shen Qingqiu.

A few days earlier, Shen Qingqiu would have been able to avoid it, taking one step forward and three steps back. But now, he didn't want to do anything like dodge or huddle up. That would look like a girl being held hostage by thugs. It was too pretentious. Too ugly and too pretentious. Even if the dragon dives and the tiger falls in peace (the face is so big), I hope to maintain the last bit of elegance.

But he was still unavoidably nervous, his heart tightened, his knuckles curled, and his eyelids twitched.

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