The Scum Villain’s Self-Saving System Chapter 91: Fanwai: Yue Qingyuan and Shen Qingqiu

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1

Bang.

Shen Jiuyi flew over the small black tub.

He held his hands and didn't speak. I don't know if the 15 or 14 boy shrank.

The little brothers next to him urged their eyes, he bit his scalp and slumped his neck and said, "Shen Jiu, don't be overbearing. This street is not yours. Why shouldn't we be here too!" "

This street is wide and flat, with people coming and going. Pedestrians have also watched these children fight, and more of them are in a hurry.

If you want to beg, it is indeed a good place for Feng Shui.

The kid dare to challenge him. Shen Jiu bowed his head and was preparing to copy a piece of brick to give him some color to see. It happened that a tall boy came here, and when he saw his sleeves bowed his head, he came up and stopped him: Xiaojiu, let's go elsewhere. "

Shen Jiudao: "No, I'm here."

The teenager took the opportunity to sue: "Seven brother, he bullied me."

Yue Qi said: "It's not bullying, fifteen, Xiaojiu is joking with you."

Shen Jiu said, "Who is joking with him? I want to tell him to roll. This is my realm, whoever robs me and kills me."

Yue Qi stopped in front of him, fifteen had a guts, and shouted, "Don't think you are too great. Every time you go to a new place, you are in the best position. Everyone has long wanted to beat you!"

Yue Qingyuan reprimanded: "Fifteen." Shen Jiu kicked Yue Qi's calf while struggling: "Dare you want to be embarrassed? If you don't have the ability, you will depend on the place. Hybrid, who is your seventh brother? You scream again! "

"You are only a hybrid. Sooner or later you will be sold! Sold to be a turtle!"

Yue Qi couldn't laugh or cry: "Where's the mess!" Pulling Shen Jiu to the side of the road, he coaxed: "Well, you have the best ability. Don't pick a place, let's change the street."

Shen Jiu stepped on his foot: "Get away! Are you afraid of him? Heads-up, not afraid of the crowd!"

Yue Qi knows, of course, if Shen Jiu fights with them, he will make the yin, dig his eyes and yin xia three ways, very poisonous, and when it is scared to cry, it is someone else. : "Have you stepped enough? Don't step on it. Seventh Brother takes you to play."

Shen Jiu said fiercely: "Play a fart! They are all fun to die."

Yue Qi looked at him and shook his head helplessly.

Nine out of nine, naturally one to six.

Only the children who started earlier, more than six were either sold or sold out.

Shen Jiu was thin and small. Yue Qi was sitting on the ground holding his head. There was a "blood book" in front of him. He wrote that his brother and his parents were dead. Yunyun.

According to the requirements, Yue Qi should cry loudly, but he could not cry anyway, so this task fell on Shen Jiu, who was supposed to pretend to be half a life.

Others are small, their faces are good, and they cry curiously. Passers-by see pitiful, and they are generously unpacking, saying that it is a cash cow.

Yue Qi grew older and was more and more unwilling to do this kind of work, only to be sent to patrol the air.

The two are about to walk out of this bustling long street, and suddenly there is a dense sound of horseshoes.

The stall stall owners on both sides are horrified. The carts and carts run on the road, just like the enemy. Yue Qi is unknown, so Shen Jiugang dragged him to the side of the road, and a high-headed horse stepped across the street.

Ma Chezi is actually made of red gold, Jin Cancan, bright and dazzling, and heavy, sitting on top of him proudly, a young master with a shaking number. Rong Seyan is fierce, with slender eyebrows, and two bright spots in the black pupil, which are dazzling. The hem of the purple robe was scattered widely on both sides of the saddle, the sleeve of the arrow was closed tightly, and a black whip was held in the white palm.

Shen Jiu was so blinded by the golden color that he couldn't help probing his head. Yue Qi dragged him back quickly, and the two avoided him.

I didn't go far, and suddenly I heard screams and screams. A group of little brothers ran over and fluttered at Yue Qi, so that their noses and tears were about to burst. Shen Jiuda was furious and Yue Qi was busy : "What's crying, what's wrong?"

Screamed, "Fifteen is gone!"

Yue Qi paused immediately: "He didn't follow me?"

The child yelled, "The street was so messy just now, I didn't see clearly ..."

Yue Qidao: "Don't worry, say slowly."

It turned out that the young man who was riding just now led the family around the street, and the corners of his eyes reached fifteen of them. He wrinkled his nose and said, "Where is it from?"

A family member said, "Master Qiu, I don't know where the beggar came from."

Master Xiao said, "What are these preserved stuffs left for?"

The family members do n’t need any more instructions from the host, so they come here violently.

Fifteen finally managed to grab the site from Shen Jiu. Why was he willing to be kicked out like this, stretched his neck and said, "Why do you rush someone ..."

He also wanted to say "This street isn't yours". When the young master waved his hand, the shadow fell, and a fluffy whip mark appeared on his face.

The whip scar is less than a few millimeters from the eyeball, and it's too late to feel pain, but just startled.

The young master laughed suddenly, "Nothing. It's because this street was built by my family."

Fifteen did not know if he was dizzy or dizzy, and fell to the ground with a grunt.

Shen Jiu laughed after waiting, but he couldn't laugh anymore soon. At seven o'clock, Yue found that there was a few missing, and he turned back: "You go first, I'll come right away."

Shen Jiu is gloating: "Don't worry about it. The surname Qiu really dare to kill them."

Yue Qi shook his head and said, "You go back first. I'm the biggest and can't ignore it."

Shen Jiudao: "I can't die. I can't fight at most. I can't die with a long memory."

Yue Qidao: "Go back."

Shen Jiula couldn't help him, cursing: "Seven brother, you have too much business!"

Followed after scolding.

2

Qiu Sheluo thinks Shen Jiu is very fun.

It's like hitting a dog. If you hit a dog, it scratches its head and whimpers, although it is not a threat, but it is not interesting. But if you step on this dog, it murmurs and growls in a low voice, looks at you in fear, and dares not to resist, which is much more fun.

He slapped Shen Jiuyi, and Shen Jiu must have **** Qiu's ancestor's grave one hundred and eighty times in his heart, but he didn't have to be kicked obediently.

It's really fun!

Qiu Sheluo thought, couldn't help laughing.

Shen Jiugang took a good meal, and hugged his head aside, watching him smile forward and backward, and really felt that he was a lunatic.

Qiu shear Luo Gang was closed for a few days when he bought Shen Jiu, and his face was ashamed. When I saw that I was disgusted, I gave a few five big and three thick family members like a kitten and asked them to "wash and wash".

So, Shen Jiu was really washed a lot, and the skin was almost scraped off before being taken back to the study.

After burning off the old filth on the body, the face and shoulders and arms were rubbed too hard, and the white hair became red, and the wet hair was a little hot. Dressed neatly, and stood side by side, looking at the pity.

Qiu Jianluo crooked his head, looked at him for a long while, and was a little strange in his heart, and he liked it a little.

He asked: "Is it literate?"

Shen Jiu whispered, "Know a few."

Autumn She Luo spread out the white paper and knocked on the table: "Write and see."

Shen Jiu reluctantly grabbed a little wolf. A little bit of ink, think about it, first wrote a "seven", paused, and then wrote a "nine."

Although the strokes go backwards, they are not crooked or slanted, but they are straightforward. Qiu Jianluo said, "Where did you learn?"

Shen Jiudao: "See what people write."

This boy is shit, he only knows how to draw gourds, but he can also frighten people. Qiu Luo Luo was surprised.

So, more and more beautiful, learning the tone of his old master, he praised: "A little qualification. If you are willing to learn something in the future, maybe you can get on the right path."

Autumn She Luobi Shen Jiutai is four years old and sixteen years old. Her parents have high hopes. She was raised in a brick-built house. Sister Begonia.

Begonia is also the sweetheart of the whole Qiu family. Qiu Luoluo has always been a good brother in front of Begonia. In the past, he wanted his sister not to marry in his life. After Shen Jiu came, he had other plans.

Begonia loves Shen Jiu very much.

If you can teach Shen Jiu well, it would be good to be a cheap aunt. With her sister nearby, Shen Jiu can continue to play, as long as he is honest and obedient, he will be fine.

You do n’t have to leave to marry him. You still have to eat and wear it, and it ’s no different than not marrying. Except for the fact that Shen Jiu was slightly disgusted with swan meat, he could hardly find faults.

Autumn scissors is very beautiful, and often warns Shen Jiu: "If you dare to make Begonia unhappy, I will let you die."

"Without Begonia, I've killed you already."

"People want to know the good news. Our family makes you look like a person, even if you pay for it, it should be."

The more Shen Jiu grows up, the more he understands that he can't have half rebellion against this person. What he said must be answered, even if he heard nausea again, he could not show it, so that he would not be beaten.

But he always missed the day when Qiu Luolu was first seen, and the only time he was angry with Qiu Luolu.

Yue Qi insisted on taking fifteen of them back, and ran into the horseshoe of Qiu Luoluo on his face. Suddenly, Shen Jiu had forgotten Yue Qi told him that their "Immortal Technique" had better not be seen by others, let gold become a sharp blade and pierce into the horse bone.

Qiu Jianluo's vertical horse is spinning on the street, the horses are jumping wildly, Shen Jiu's heart curses him to fall down and break his neck, but his riding is so good that the horse's front hoof is also floating. Sitting firmly on the saddle, growled, "Who did it! Who did it!"

Of course it was Shen Jiu.

But if Qiu Luoluo came to the door later, Fifteen didn't take the initiative to say it, and no one would know that he had moved his hands and feet.

If they didn't save him, fifteen already will be trampled to death under the chaotic hooves of Qiu's family. He retrieved a small life, but in turn betrayed them. Fifteen should be trampled to death. At first, Yue Qi should not go back to save him. He deserves it!

Shen Jiu relied on this sweet and futile evil association to chew repeatedly, and lived through the torment day after day.

3

Shen Jiu thought a lot about why Qi Brother didn't come back to find him.

Maybe I was found to have broken my leg when I fled, maybe I was starved to death without food on the road, and maybe no fairy mountain would accept it. I also thought about how he would cry and dig a hole in his bones with his hands if he died. If he was alive, he would rescue him out of desperation—even if Shen Jiu went out into the wolf's den and entered the tiger's den, he is still The water was hot.

But he never thought about it, and will see you in this situation.

He repeats the postures of starting and falling swords, and flying with blood, the picture is stern. The blood was splashed into the eyes, but he blinked his eyelids without much expression. The action was calm and skilled.

After the boring son took him out of Qiu's house, he taught him the most "apprentice" **** and set fire, steal chickens and dogs, and muddy waters to fish. For example, while taking advantage of the Xianmeng Conference, robbing a bunch of childish and ridiculous people, who still think they are the Aristocratic Family children of the Xiuxian elite, **** their storage bags and dispose of their bodies.

When Yue Qi found him, he must have been stunned by his innocent appearance. Even the bodies of the other disciples on the ground turned a blind eye, and he took two steps forward.

Shen Jiu took a nap and looked up suddenly.

Yue Qi saw his face clearly, and instantly his eyes turned red.

Shen Jiu said hurriedly: "Don't come over!"

He actually has some six gods, the first reaction is to fall to the ground, grab fireworks from the corpse for help, and release it to the sky.

Yue Qi is still ignorant and shocked, and stretches out his hand as he walks, opening his mouth to shout-

His weird smile came from the jungle.

"Well, what kind of person is this? I've bluffed you like this. Have you ever been afraid?"

Shen Jiuyi let go, and the fireworks tube in his hand fell silently to the ground.

He turned abruptly: "Master, I'm not afraid of him. I just missed it just now, and I didn't pay attention to let these fireworks on the ground be released. I'm afraid someone will come over right away!"

Yue Qi finally realized that the situation seemed very critical, and he kept his fingertips alive.

The innocent hummed, "I just saw the fireworks, I guess that's what happened. You have always been sharp, what's going on this time!"

Shen Jiu bowed his head and said, "It's all the disciples' fault."

Yue Qi blocked in front of them, raised his sword in his hands, still slightly red eyes and looked at Shen Jiu, his voice was hoarse, but extremely firm: "You can't leave."

Shen Jiu glared at him.

The boredom looked at him, then looked at his sabre, and sneered: "It's from the Cangqiang Mountain. It's from the dome peak. Xuansu, Yue Qingyuan?"

Shen Jiu listened, hesitated for a moment, and then quickly said: "Master, since it is the sky of the sky, we can't kill him for a while and a half, it would be better for us to run away. We are all over! "

The innocent man sneered: "Although the Cangqiangshan faction is large, I am not afraid of a junior. Besides, he is trying to die by himself."

When he and Yue Qi actually fought, Shen Jiu found himself worried about Yue Qi's life.

I'm afraid that the "Master", who is a bored son, is too scared to die, and Yue Qi or Yue Qingyuan meets him, even if he doesn't pull his sword.

But he can't rest assured, because he is familiar with the battleless style and life-saving trump card. The borer has a set of evil curses and black spells. He has seen countless times that the borer throws this spell after falling down, unexpectedly killing his opponent. Even many famous monks could not escape him, not to mention that Yue Qi now had little experience in confronting the enemy at first glance.

It's just that the boring child has no chance to throw the black set this time. Because Shen Jiu stabbed a sword behind him.

Yue Qi grabbed his hand and ran for his life. After a fierce battle, the two were shocked, but leaned against a tree, breathing harder.

After calming down, Shen Jiu began to look closely at Yue Qi.

People are calm and well-groomed. And the enthusiasm of the deep waters that he imagined was indistinguishable.

This is Yue Qingyuan, not Yue Qi.

Yue Qingyuan looked excited, opened his mouth and was about to speak. Shen Jiu calmly faced his head and asked, "You have entered the Cangqiang Mountain School?"

Yue Qingyuan didn't know what came to mind, his expression of excitement was a little weak, and his face gradually turned pale.

"You have become the first disciple of the Dome, why don't you come back to me?"

"I ..."

Shen Jiu waited for a while, but did n’t wait until the next words, said: "Why don't you continue to say? I am waiting for you. Anyway, already has waited for several years, and it's okay to wait a little longer."

Where can Yue Qingyuan go on?

Shen Jiu raised his arms and finally waited for Yue Qingyuan's low voice: "It's Qige, I'm sorry for you."

Shen Jiu's heart rises overwhelmingly with **** cold anger, as if the nasal cavity and mouth can really taste the **** taste of anxious heart.

He was a rat who swallowed his head and hugged his head to fight, and then a rat scurrying around in the ditch and everyone shouting. No matter how they change, they are mice. Hide your head and see your tail. Waste time, waste time. Yue Qingyuan is a phoenix that really flew up on a branch, and a carp that jumped over Longmen.

He said, "Sorry, sorry ... you only knew to say sorry before."

Shen Jiu sneered and gave a final word: "It doesn't work."

Some people are born with bad embryos. Shen Jiu thought, he is probably this kind of vicious bad embryo. Because he had a very strong and clear idea:

He would rather see the bones of Yue Qihan who died in an unknown corner, and he did not want to see an elegant and safe Yue Qingyuan.

4

Shen Jiu hates and hates too many people.

If a person hates everything, then his character must be hard to say.

Fortunately, when he became Shen Qingqiu, already knew how to keep it at least superficial.

Of the Cangqiangshan faction, he most definitely hates Liu Qingge.

Liu Qingge is a young man with great will, outstanding talent, high spiritual strength, and amazing swordsmanship. Excellent family background, both parents. No matter what is taken out of these things, it's worth letting him grit his teeth for three days and nights, let alone gather together.

At the annual meeting of the Twelve Peaks of the Cangqiang Mountain School, Liu Qingge was the object of Shen Qingqiu's battle.

Of course the outcome is undoubtedly lost.

It's nothing to be shameful to lose to the future master of the hundred battle peaks, or it should be, this is normal.

But Shen Qingqiu would never think so. What he could see was not the exclamation that others had been doing with him for so long, but only the pride that Liu Qingge would take when the tip of the sword was at the slightest point in front of his throat.

Qing Jingfeng calls himself a gentleman. Shen Qingqiu looks like a gentleman, but Liu Qingge always forces him to be suffocating. He doesn't want to waste even the energy of pretending to be in harmony with the door.

Shen Qingqiu said, "I will kill you sooner or later, Liu Qingge!"

Liu Qingge glanced at him: "On you?"

Only two words, Shen Qingqiu heard the endless poisonous meaning, his wrist turned.

Yue Qingyuan saw that the situation was not good. He pushed his elbow down, stopped the sword-drawing movement, and yelled back, "Not yet!"

Liu Qingge also seems too lazy to entangle it, sneer, the figure disappears instantly. There were only two people in the warm red room, one was disheveled and the other was meticulous.

Yue Qingyuan lifted Shen Qingqiu from his bed, and he was very angry: "How can you do this?"

Shen Qingqiu said, "How am I?"

Yue Qingyuan said: "The disciples of the Cangqiangshan School fought in the Chu Pavilion of Qinlou. Is it good?"

Shen Qingqiu said: "You do n’t say I do n’t say, who knows which school! The Cangqiangshan faction is Cangqiangshan faction, and which gate of the Cangqiangshan faction has stipulated, this disciple cannot come here. Cangqiangshan It ’s not a monk ’s view of Taoist monks, I ca n’t find a girl if I ’m in control of the sky.

The Cangqiangshan School is a person who ca n’t be cultivated, but he should understand the principle of clear mind and self-discipline, and consciously and self-disciplined, especially the quiet peak. Instead, this unwritten consensus became the reason for Shen Qingqiu's sophistry.

Yue Qingyuan was so speechless that he swallowed and said dumbly: "I won't say. Brother Liu will not say either. No one knows it. But ... the woman's color is damaged cultivation. "

Shen Qingqiu sneered: "You haven't heard the tone of your two words from Master Liu? It's all the same if it doesn't hurt."

Yue Qingyuan silently said, "Brother Liu is actually not bad. He is not aimed at you, but just the same for everyone."

Shen Qingqiu said, "'Everyone is the same'? Brother Brother, do n’t hit me. Is it the same for you?"

Yue Qingyuan said patiently: "If you give him a goodwill, he will return you double."

Shen Qingqiu said, "Brother Brother is really empathetic. But why didn't he treat me kindly first. Why didn't he pity me first?"

Yue Qingyuan can hardly speak if the sword is not involved.

Of course, he can't say it directly. If you didn't try your best to make a sneak attack after the performance of the martial arts, he would make him ugly. Having said that, Shen Qingqiu is bound to turn his face even more ugly.

The original girl in Nuanhongge was scared away. Shen Qingqiu was boring to stay here. She broke her hands, jumped out of bed, pulled her shoulder clothes up, Xiuya inserted into the sheath, and turned: Come here to find me? Who wrote to you? "

Yue Qingyuan said: "I went to Qingjingfeng and didn't see you. But I saw Bai Zhanfeng's students and brothers preparing to go up."

"What are you going to do?"

"..."

This clash is a coincidence.

A Bai Zhanfeng disciple went to a remote town to perform a task, and just happened to see a familiar person enter Nuanhongge.

Bai Zhanfeng, like Liu Qingge, has no kindness to Shen Qingqiu. Seeing this opportunity, he wouldn't let it go, and immediately followed it, ridiculing that Shen Qingqiu usually acted as a virtuous person, and actually went out of this kind of place.

Three words were inconsistent, and Shen Qingqiu severely wounded him. After the disciple returned to Bai Zhanfeng, Liu Qingge was hit again. After further questioning, Liu Qingge was furious, and immediately Yu Jian rushed to find him to settle the bill, ready to fight back without a punch.

If it wasn't for Yue Qingyuan who had caught up with the hundred battle peak masters who were going to block Shen Qingqiu's bamboo house at Qingjing Peak, they wouldn't know what the town would be smashed into.

After seeing Yue Qingyuan's silence, Shen Qingqiu could also guess that Bai Zhanfeng would not do any good deeds, and didn't ask: "What are you going to do at Qingjing Peak? I didn't ask you not to come to me."

Yue Qingyuan said: "I just want to see how you are doing."

Shen Qingqiu said: "Brother Yueyue bothered. Lives well. Although it is an annoying thing, fortunately, the master of Jingjing Fengfeng does not dislike it."

Yue Qingyuan followed him and sighed, "If you really live well, why have you never stayed at Qingjing Peak?"

Shen Qingqiu gave him a gloomy look.

He knows that Yue Qingyuan must think he was crowded out at Qingjing Peak.

Actually he guessed wrong this time. Although Shen Qingqiu was not loved by his peers, he was not so crowded that he couldn't squeeze even a shop.

He just hates being with people of the same sex.

In those years, after being beaten by Qiu Luoluo, he would always crawl to the begonia arms and shiver. That was the only place he could hide. Such a woman used to be the eldest of them. But when he got old, the older sister was sold to a dry old man to fill the house.

It's not shameful to like women, but to treat women as saviors and to find confidence in their arms. Needless to say, Shen Qingqiu also knows that it is extremely shameful, so he will not tell others, especially Yue Yueyuan.

Shen Qingqiu said slowly: "If I said, I'm not doing well at Qingjing Peak, what are you going to do? Get me into the dome peak?"

Yue Qingyuan thought about it and solemnly said, "If you want to."

Shen Qingqiu hummed decisively: "Of course I don't want to. I want to be the first disciple. Will you let this position be for me? Will you let me be the head?"

Throwing the ground with a sound: "Of the twelve peaks, Qingjing Peak is ranked second anyway, I might as well wait to sit in this position."

Yue Qingyuan smiled bitterly: "Xiao Jiu, why are you always like this?"

After hearing this name, Shen Qingqiu was trembling behind her, and her heart was very irritable: "Don't call me that!"

Shen Jiu's alertness in the Qing Dynasty generation is quite fond of the owner. Therefore, the introduction is not long, and the foundation is not as good as others, but it is still designated as the next successor. After the Lord named the first disciple, the original name was discarded.

In the past, Qiu Luo forced him to learn to read and write, Shen Jiu refused to learn, and evil became crazy, but now he relies on reading and endorsement to be smarter than others, only to win the favor of the quiet Jingfeng. What's even more ridiculous is that with so many font sizes in the world, the owner of Qiaofeng took him the word "autumn".

No matter how ridiculous and gritted, Shen Qingqiu will not want it. This name represents his new life from now on.

Shen Qingqiu straightened his mind and said with a smile: "I have forgotten the original name.

"Please forgive me, please.

Yue Qingyuan looked at his smile, even if there were more things he wanted to say, he couldn't say it.

5

Shen Qingqiu couldn't hold her breath, went to the dome peak.

The dome peak, Shen Qingqiu has been able to go less often. Yue Qingyuan can see or not see.

The annual Twelve Peaks martial arts will be quite troublesome for him.

The twelve peaks of the Cangqiangshan faction have a fixed ranking. The ranking has nothing to do with the strength of each peak, but it is determined by the fame time of the first generation of the Cangqiangshan faction. The descendants of each other's peak owners are determined according to the ranking, not the order of entry. Therefore, even if he started a long time later than Liu Qingge, Qing Jingfeng ranked second, second only to Dome Peak, and Bai Zhanfeng ranked seventh. Liu Qingge still had to call him "brother" honestly.

But at the same time, and because of this ranking, every time the disciples of Dome Peak and Qingjing Peak are listed in the same square, the first disciple must stand together.

Yue Qingyuan can't catch his people at other times, he will seize this opportunity and keep talking about it. It's as big as the cultivation experience, and it's as small as it is full. Although Shen Qingqiu was tireless, he would not be stupid enough to embarrass the chief disciple in front of the audience. Yue Qingyuan asked twenty sentences, and he said one sentence, but he was rude but alienated, but he was pondering the tactics that he carried back last night and thinking about other things.

This is the funniest scene of the martial arts every year. These two people may not know, but for many disciples, before the performance of the martial arts officially began, watching the two chief disciples whispered in disregard for quietness, an absent-minded patience. The only fun.

So, Shen Qingqiu took the initiative to go to the top of the dome, not only Yue Qingyuan was surprised and happy, almost all the disciples present felt very interesting.

Shen Qingqiu has nothing to say, and he is not interested in being shown as a monkey show. He applied for the Lingxi hole repair right on his front foot, and walked on his hind foot.

Lingxi holes are abundant in Spirit Qi and are isolated from the outside world. Shen Qingqiu walked inside, his face became more and more gloomy.

After all those days when Qiu Luoluo and the tireless men were deserted, they still had an impact.

Yue Qingyuan is the earliest of the new generation of peak owners. Qi Qingye and Liu Qingge almost broke through at the same time, and even the enthusiastic generation of Anding Feng Shang Qinghua followed the realm before the official ascension.

The more anxious Shen Qingqiu gets, the more he gets stuck there. Anxious, every day like swallowing a few hundred pounds of tobacco cannonball, burning his heart in the stomach and irritability, anger.

No one dares to mess with him like this. Just dare not mess with, does not mean that Shen Qingqiu will let go.

Luo Binghe clearly took the wrong way of getting started, and he should have practiced Qiqiao Bleeding and five bodies bursting to death, but why not just not, his realm is still steadily improving!

I told Ning Yingying over and over again and again and again far from the Luo Binghe. Do n’t confuse them, why can I see them whispering in front of my eyes every day!

Shen Qingqiu is suspicious. He always feels that everyone is discussing in the back that he has been unable to bear Dan, disobeying his position, and wants to secretly use his hands to replace him.

This time the Lingxi hole is closed, if it cannot be broken ...

Shen Qingqiu was on the stone platform, and he thought about it from the bottom down, thinking of himself in a cold sweat. Aura is unreasonable, with Venus in his eyes, and at the same time, there is a spiritual force that is dominating in the veins. This is no small matter, panic in mind, quickly settled down, trying to recover the mind.

Suddenly a person was close to the back, Shen Qingqiu was creepy, Huo Ran held Xiu Ya, half out of the sheath, and sternly said, "Who?!"

A palm rests gently on his shoulder.

Yue Qingyuan said: "It's me."

Shen Qingqiu: "..."

Yue Qingyuan continued to deliver spiritual power to him, and calmed down the turbulent flow of turbulent flow. He said, "It's my fault. I'm scared."

Shen Qingqiu was really frightened by her cranky thoughts. Because of this, she couldn't even listen to others' piercing, and shouted, "Who is it scared ?! Isn't the master in charge never entering the Lingxi retreat? Come and grab a place with me! "

Yue Qingyuan said: "I didn't never go in. I ... came in before."

Shen Qingqiu somehow: "Who cares if you've been or not?"

Yue Qingyuan sighed, "Master, you can't say a few words, focus on calming down?"

On the dry stone candlestick, there is a blaze of flames.

After seeing the whole picture of the Dongfu that he chose, Shen Qingqiu froze for a moment and blurt out: "Is anyone here fighting?"

The walls of the cave are full of scars, as if the layers of scars on the face are horrifying.

Yue Qingyuan said behind him, "No. No fighting is allowed in the Lingxi hole."

In addition to the sword marks, there are large dark red blood stains.

Some seem to pierce the body with a sharp blade and splash up. Others are like someone with their foreheads facing the rock wall, nodding their heads, as if begging for something, and then traced the traces of up and down.

Shen Qingqiu stared at the almost black blood stains and said, "So ... is someone dead here?"

When the two of them get along, usually Yue Qingyuan talks tirelessly. There has never been a situation where Yue Qingyuan didn't say a word. Shen Qingqiu is not used to it, goosebumps are up, and he reluctantly finds no words: "I heard that sometimes the Lingxi hole will detain some people who go into the devil?"

For a long time, Yue Qingyuan faintly “snapped” and said nothing.

Shen Qingqiu said: "It seems that this person really wanted to go out and struggled for a long time before he died.

If the blood is from the same person, it will be half-life if you don't die.

Shen Qingqiu said, suddenly felt that Yue Qingyuan's hand on his shoulder was not right.

He was alert: "What happened to you?"

Half a while, Yue Qingyuan said: "Nothing."

Shen Qingqiu shut up.

He couldn't see Yue Qingyuan's expression, but his hand was shaking slightly.

6

When Shen Qingqiu woke up, she felt that the wounds on her body were cool. The burning pain that was worse than life before has been relieved a lot.

Opening his eyes barely, a figure leaned close to him, kneeling on one knee, and looking down to see his condition.

The black hem is tiled on the mossy stone ground in the gap, and a simple long sword is pressed heavily, and several already empty medicine bottles are inverted.

The sword is Xuan Su. People are still that gentle and handsome face, but a lot paler than usual, tired.

Of course it is Yue Qingyuan's face. At this time, only Yue Qingyuan would come to see him.

Shen Qingqiu said, his voice was hoarse: "How did you come in?"

Luo Binghe refused to make him feel better, how could he let Yue Qingyuan go into the water to help him sigh.

Yue Qingyuan saw that he was still able to speak, and breathed a sigh of relief, while shaking his hand, he whispered, "Don't say it. Condensed."

He wants to transfer Shen Qingqiu's spiritual power to make the wound recover faster. Shen Qingqiu didn't shake him off this time, because he was thinking: yes, anyway, he is the leader of the faction, and the old man of Luo Binghe and the Phantom of the Flower Palace must be three-pointed on the surface.

But it took a lot of work to come in.

Spiritual power flows through the wound, and the pain of rolling the flesh is like a steel needle piercing him. Shen Qingqiu clenched his teeth and smiled with regret: "This little hybrid of Luo Binghe has a lot of tricks."

Yue Qingyuan sighed when he heard the insidious malice in his tone.

Yue Qingyuan is not a sigher, but Shen Qingqiu always has the ability to make him sore.

He said tiredly: "... brother. Why is it that you don't even think about your own fault at all?"

Shooting his teeth and swallowing his blood belly, Shen Qingqiu always confessed to his mistakes, especially in front of Yue Qingyuan, let alone let him loose.

Shen Qingqiu said: "What's wrong with me? Luo Binghe isn't a hybrid. What are you waiting for? He won't just be content to deal with me alone. If there will be any uproar in the field of cultivation in the future, my only The fault is that he did not kill him directly with a sword. "

Yue Qingyuan shook his head, as if he had expected such an answer, and did not want to enlighten him. So far, any exhortation is useless.

He suddenly asked, "Did you really kill Master Liu?"

Shen Qingqiu didn't want to see his face talking at all.

But he still looked up and looked at Yue Qingyuan involuntarily.

He paused, yanked his hand out of Yue Qingyuan's palm, and sat up from the ground.

Yue Qingyuan said: "I didn't expect that you would really kill him."

Shen Qingqiu said coldly, "Kill all kill, you come to accuse me now, don't you think it's too late?"

Yue Qingyuan slowly said, "I have no right to blame you."

His face and eyes were extremely peaceful, so quiet that Shen Qingqiu's inexplicable shame turned into anger: "What do you mean?!"

"Did you ever think that if you didn't treat Luo Binghe like that at the beginning, all this would not happen today."

Shen Qingqiu laughed suddenly.

"Why did the head brother say such a ridiculous thing? It happened and it happened, I just 'thought' a thousand times and ten thousand times, and there was no if, no original-no chance for salvation!"

Yue Qingyuan raised his face slightly.

Shen Qingqiu knew that he was piercing a knife on his chest. At first he was relieved to see him sitting on the ground, staring blankly at himself, all the calmness and duanyi disappeared, as if instantly In the meantime, I was old for many years, and suddenly a strange taste came to my heart.

Probably mercy.

Taishan collapses without changing color, and always calmly sends Yue to head the Cangqiang Mountain. This moment really makes him a little pity.

This kind of mercy suddenly relieved something that had been stuck in Shen Qingqiu's chest for many years.

He thought happily that Yue Qingyuan had done his kindness to him.

Even if you feel ashamed, it's time to make up for it.

Shen Qingqiu said, "Let ’s go. I tell you, even if I do it again, it will still be the result. I have a bad mind and I am full of resentment. Today Luo Binghe wants me to die. It is all my fault." /

Yue Qingyuan said: "Do you still have hate in your heart now?"

Shen Qingqiu laughed and laughed, "I just want to see others not happy, I am happy. What do you say?"

"If there is still hate." Yue Qingyuan nodded and stood upright: "Pull out Xuan Su and take my life. At least it will make your hate disappear."

Shen Qingqiu said, "Yue head, kill you here? Do you think Luo Binghe hasn't charged me enough? Besides, who do you think you are? I have no cure, Yue head I think that medicine is too good for me to put too much gold on my face. "

Yue Qingyuan seems to have gathered courage and called out: "Little nine ..."

Shen Qingqiu flatly said: "Don't call me that."

Yue Qingyuan lowered his head, held his hand again, and input endless sources of spiritual power to alleviate his injury.

It seems like the courage was broken up. For the next time, Yue Qingyuan never spoke again.

After losing, Shen Qingqiu said, "Go ahead. I will never show up in front of me."

Yue Qingyuan just went out.

How far can you go, Yue heads.

If you can escape, then from now on, do not have any connection with things like Shen Qingqiu.

7

Shen Qingqiu stared at the entrance to the cellar with only one eye left.

I don't know how many days I stared, Luo Binghe finally came.

Even in the dark and moist dungeon, Luo Binghe is still elegant and clean, spotless, and stepped on the ground to condense into blood stains.

"Yue's head really turned out to be in advance. I really want to thank Master for that sad and euphemistic blood book. Otherwise, the disciples must not be so easy to succeed. Originally, I wanted to bring Yue's dead body back to Master. The arrow body was quenched with strange poison. The disciples approached it and touched it lightly. The head of Yue was ... oh, I had to bring back a sabre, just to give the master a thought. "

Luo Binghe lied to him.

Luo Binghe is a little liar full of lies and shameless. He lied too much.

But Shen Qingqiu didn't understand.

Luo Binghe sat down on the chair beside him. This is his fixed seat when he used to watch Shen Qingqiu mourn and scream. He scraped the tea leaves floating in the steaming cup, and commented: "The famous sword matches the hero, Xuan Su is indeed a good sword, but it is also worthy of this Yue head. The Master is here for the rest of the year. If nothing else happens, you can take a good look. It must be very interesting.

He thought about it countless times. At the last side of the magical flower palace, he tried his best to dig bitter and malicious things, let Yue Qingyuan get away, and Yue Qingyuan got away. He may not be invited by the blood book. But mortals can think as usual, and they will not step into this undisguised trap.

I don't understand.

Why.

Aren't you coming?

Luo Binghe was quite satisfied with the result, and said with a smile: "Oh, right. Although the Master's blood book is touching, it is too sloppy and arbitrary. After all, it was written under severe pain, the disciples understood. So in good faith, I have attached two other things. "

Shen Qingqiu understood that "other things" were the two legs that originally grew on him.

This is so funny.

Let him come but he won't. If he wasn't allowed to come, he just came.

Shen Qingqiu's mouth had a cold smile: "Ha. Haha. Yue Qingyuan, Yue Qingyuan."

Luo Binghe's mood was originally described as pleasant, seeing him laugh strangely, and he was inexplicably upset.

He asked softly, "What are you laughing at?"

Shen Qingqiu ignored him, and laughed at himself.

Luo Binghe put away his proud expression and condensed the words: "Master, you wouldn't think it would be useful for me to pretend to be stupid?"

Shen Qingqiu said, "Luo Binghe, you are a hybrid, do you know?"

Suddenly silent around.

Luo Binghe stared at him, and Shen Qingqiu stared back at him.

Suddenly, Luo Binghe raised his lips and put Shen Qingqiu's left shoulder in his right hand.

The screams are terrifying.

Shen Qingqiu's blood spurted at the fracture of his right arm. He screamed and laughed, out of breath: "Luo Binghe, ha ha ha ha ... Luo Binghe ..."

This scene is dazzling.

For Luo Binghe, the cruelty of Shen Qingqiu was originally a very pleasant thing. Shen Qingqiu's scream made him flutter. But this time, somehow, Luo Binghe was not so happy.

His chest is getting heavier and heavier. A kick kicked Shen Qingqiu, and he kicked around the ground a few laps, and the plasma was all over the ground.

Luo Binghe also tore off his two legs in the same way, as if pulling off the limbs of a bug. It felt as if he was in hell, but it felt unreal.

On the contrary, Shen Qingqiu is clear-spoken and organized: "Luo Binghe, you are today thanks to me. Why do n’t you thank me, but you do n’t know how to be so good? Sure enough it is a grateful hybrid hahahaha ... ... "

After the anger, Luo Binghe calmed down suddenly, grinned grinfully, and whispered softly, "You want to die? How can there be such a cheap thing. Master, you have been wicked in your life, even if you have complaints or gaps with you. It ’s harmless to have no injustice with you. If you are half-dead, you can take over a head. If you do n’t die slowly, you will suffer all the sufferings of the same person. How can you stand up to them? ”

With a wave of his hand, Xuansu's broken sword threw to the ground.

When she heard this noise, Shen Qingqiu shoved a fist into her throat, and the laughter stopped abruptly.

Amidst the shawl and blood on the face, a pair of eyes became brighter as if burning with white fire. He moved towards the broken sword.

Nothing.

There is only one sword left.

Luo Binghe is the one who made it today, and who made his end?

Yue Qingyuan should not be like this.

To go to a Old Testament that is decades later, to fulfill a promise that doesn't help.

The sword is dead.

This should not be the case.

The bloodline spread, just as it was about to converge to a knot, staggered.

It's broken.