【Ice Nine】Cage

★Master, you are so small

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The dark clouds and thick branches and leaves covered the woods as dark as night, and the heavy rain washed everything down, and the fine grass under the feet was heavy with rain.

Shen Qingqiu was carried on Luo Binghe's back for quite a while, his knees still throbbing and hurting, and he didn't know where they were going in the dark.

During this period, he accidentally touched the wound on Luo Binghe's chest, and to his surprise, it seemed that it was not rainwater, but sticky blood.

Shen Qingqiu touched it again, and twisted it a few times with his thumb and index finger together.

It was really blood.

It stands to reason that this small injury is nothing to Luo Binghe, and the blood stain on his clothes should have disappeared after a few showers.But the current situation is that the wound has not healed yet, instead it is bleeding continuously.

The sound of the rain hitting the leaves was too noisy, Shen Qingqiu reached out and pressed Luo Binghe's wound, leaned close to his ear, and sneered, "Why, did you get hurt when you went out to fool around with people?"

Luo Binghe tilted his head slightly, and said softly: "Yes, fooling around."

Seeing that he didn't want to talk to him, Shen Qingqiu scoffed, and didn't bother to make fun of himself.

But to make this little beast suffer from injuries and affect its self-healing, that's a skill that even Shen Qingqiu admires.

Since the meeting just now, Luo Binghe's face has been as white as something, and he was easily hurt by Shen Qingqiu, and it really was because he was hurt before.

Shen Qingqiu lay on Luo Binghe's back, idly calculating how sure he was of being able to strangle Luo Binghe to death if he took action now.

The rain dripping from the tip of the leaf seemed to be bigger than falling directly from the sky. Shen Qingqiu wrapped his hands around Luo Binghe's neck, his exposed arm was aching from the rain, and the cold seemed to soak into the bone marrow.

He moved his arm somewhat uncomfortably, and touched Luo Binghe's unusually cold body temperature.

Luo Binghe carried Shen Qingqiu on his back without saying a word, the rain poured down from the top of his head, flowed over his snow-white neck, and slid down from the ends of his hair without hesitation.

It looked icy and cold and lifeless.

This little beast...

The rain seemed to be getting heavier, hitting his head and face, Shen Qingqiu felt that his brain might really have been damaged by the rain, and his heart was muddy in a daze.

Because, suddenly and unexpectedly, he pulled the outer shirt covering his head forward, hugging him and Luo Binghe.

After doing this, Shen Qingqiu was stunned, wishing he could slap himself a few times.

Is there a ghost?

Luo Binghe stopped.

Just when Shen Qingqiu was racking his brains to think of how to save face, who knew that Luo Binghe just turned him upside down, didn't say a word, and continued to walk away on the dry branches and rain.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Shen Qingqiu became restless again, and complained: "Why haven't you arrived yet, do you know the way, you little bastard?"

Luo Binghe replied coolly: "I don't know who did it, do you think I'm willing to be here with you in the rain?"

Shen Qingqiu strangled Leluo Binghe's neck as if venting his anger.

He doesn't struggle now, it's useless to struggle anyway, his leg is still hurt, and it hurts even more after being drenched in the rain for a while.

The sound of the rain hitting the leaves was clearly very noisy, but the sound of the soles of the shoes squeezing against the wet grass was clearly audible in the hazy rain. In addition, the two of them had their own thoughts, and no one spoke, creating a paradoxical silence.

Luo Binghe kept walking and walking with Shen Qingqiu on his back, Shen Qingqiu was so weak that he almost suspected that Luo Binghe was torturing him on purpose, going round and round, maybe he wouldn't be able to get out until tomorrow.

Shen Qingqiu raised his hand and pushed aside a large tree trunk above his head, the branches and leaves trembled and water fell on his head.He looked over Luo Binghe's shoulder, his eyes gradually became brighter, but it seemed that they had walked for too long, the rain subsided and the sky darkened.

In the end, Luo Binghe found a cave, and said without any rejection: "Rest for one night, and leave tomorrow."

Shen Qingqiu was placed next to the stone wall in the cave and sat down. He stared at Luo Binghe who was lighting a fire, and thought that there was not even a single thing to eat in this cave where not a single grass grew, so he immediately said unwillingly: "No way. ,I'm hungry."

Without even thinking about it, Luo Binghe replied: "Be patient."

There was a flickering fire in front of his eyes, because the firewood was soaked in rainwater, so the smoke was extraordinarily large, very choking, and made Shen Qingqiu even more angry, without saying a word, sitting opposite Luo Binghe , with a pile of fire in the middle, I didn't even bother to look at a certain little beast.

After being silent for a while, Luo Binghe suddenly said: "Shen Qingqiu, come to my side."

There was a loud echo in the cave, and as soon as Yiluo Binghe opened his mouth, Shen Qingqiu, who was concentrating on drying clothes with downcast eyes and drying his clothes with spiritual power, was shocked.

Shen Qingqiu was completely furious, raised his head and said in a vicious voice, "No! Broken leg!"

Luo Binghe said: "Okay, if you don't come over, I'll go over."

After speaking, he stood up supporting the rock wall beside him, and moved a few steps closer to Shen Qingqiu.

Shen Qingqiu turned his head and didn't want to pay attention to him, but he was forcefully hugged into Luo Binghe's arms the next moment.

The rainwater on Luo Binghe's body had dried up, and the clothes that had been slightly toasted by the fire were still warm, and the tip of his nose smelled a little bit of unobtrusive smoke.

Shen Qingqiu's clothes were still a little damp, and the moment he threw himself into Luo Binghe's arms, a wave of warmth enveloped him, instantly all the cold receded, and even his hair softened.

The warmth inside the cave, the crackling firewood, and the patter of rain outside the cave made him sleepy, so he simply found a comfortable place in Luo Binghe's arms and prepared to sleep. Sleep.

Shen Qingqiu just relaxed his mind and felt a little drowsy, but suddenly he was breathless due to Luo Binghe's fierce kiss.

When the entanglement between the two finally separated, Shen Qingqiu didn't have the heart to scold Luo Binghe anymore.He was hungry and sleepy now, and he really didn't want to waste any extra energy.

He only heard Luo Binghe say coldly above him: "Go back and treat you properly."

Shen Qingqiu wasn't afraid of him anymore, he just poohed disdainfully in his heart, closed his eyes and wanted to sleep.

During the drowsiness, his knees seemed to be burned, and he couldn't tell whether it was comfortable or uncomfortable, which made him sleep very restlessly, panting with his eyes half-opened, and his eyelids had to close.

His cheek was pressed against Luo Binghe's chest, the fine cloth was soft and cool, and Luo Binghe's chin was on top of his head.

Shen Qingqiu was dazed, half-opened his eyes and saw that the cloth on Luo Binghe's chest on the other side was torn, and a big hole was opened.

Oh, he stabbed it with a knife, and it was quite deep.Shen Qingqiu thought.

He used such strength that he wished he could kill Luo Binghe, but the wound seemed to be still oozing blood little by little.Although the spot of blood flowed inconspicuously on the black cloth, Shen Qingqiu could see it.

My head is a little dizzy, but my knees are inexplicably neither hot nor painful.

Shen Qingqiu closed his eyes again and prepared to sleep peacefully.

However, without knowing it himself, once again he raised his hand and gently covered the wound on Luo Binghe's chest on the other side like a ghost.He felt the sticky blood and the steady beating of the heart under his hand, and then slowly closed his eyes.

It was like trying to stop the bleeding from the wound.

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When Shen Qingqiu woke up, he had already returned to the Demon Palace, still in that small courtyard.

Previously, Luo Binghe said that he could not be cured, and that those who were punished would not be punished, but he failed to take actual actions, because something happened that no one expected.

Although he didn't have to suffer from Luo Binghe, Shen Qingqiu was really not happy about it at all.

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Gou Yan looked at Shen Qingqiu cautiously, handed out the things in his hands with trembling hands, his face swollen from being tortured was not pitiful but funny, seemed to be missing a few teeth, and his speech was slurred.

He said: "Immortal Master... fan..."

This fan was insignificant in the first place, at that time Shen Qingqiu asked him to get it just to distract him so that he could leave.

But now...

Shen Qingqiu felt that he was deliberately making fun of himself!

He struggled to grab the fan, swung his hands and smashed it on Gou Yan's head, angrily said, "Get out of here! Don't come in again!"

Gou Yan co-operated with ai yo ai yo to beg for forgiveness, but Shen Qingqiu's strength was really not enough. Seeing that Shen Qingqiu was really angry, he didn't dare to offend this ancestor again, so he resigned and ran outside the door.

Of course, due to the lessons learned from the previous two times, he didn't dare to go far anymore, and he kept in mind that he must stay close to Shen Qingqiu and stare at him, so he didn't stay too far away, he just stood by the door and watched secretly, It's inevitable that something unexpected happened to the little white dumpling inside.

That's right, little white dumpling.

For some unknown reason, Shen Qingqiu turned into the appearance of a three-year-old child upon waking up.What made him gnash his teeth the most was that all the spiritual power he had finally obtained disappeared without a trace, and he didn't know whether it had really disappeared or was temporarily dormant in the veins of his body.

When he just opened his eyes in the morning and saw Luo Binghe's slightly surprised gaze, he thought he was going crazy again, but when he turned over and wanted to sit up, he realized that his body had become short, small, and chubby.When he opened his mouth, it was the soft and waxy voice of a child.

In short, it looks like a complete piece of trash.

He was extremely disgusted, and wanted to get angry at Luo Binghe, but the words he scolded were so soft that it might as well be said to be flirting; he wanted to gather a few waves of spiritual power to smear on the face of a beast with malicious eyes who obviously felt very interesting, but The dantian is empty, and the golden elixir cannot be sensed.

Shen Qingqiu was so angry that he couldn't get out of bed, he kicked his short legs and wanted to get out of bed, but Luo Binghe wrapped him in his clothes and picked him up, holding his armpit high above his head.

The clothes were still Shen Qingqiu's original underwear, worn on his current body, his arms and legs would be exposed whenever he moved.

Luo Binghe seemed to feel very novel, he hugged him twice, turned around a few times, and suddenly smiled and called: "Little Master."

Shen Qingqiu said angrily in a milky voice, "You are so young! Eighteen generations of your ancestors were all young!"

"Really?"

Luo Binghe hugged him and lightly touched his lips, raised his eyebrows inexplicably and said.

Shen Qingqiu frowned, thinking that this little bastard wouldn't have that kind of habit, would he?To the body of a three-year-old child?

He raised his eyes and glared at Luo Binghe angrily, and said fiercely: "What are you doing?"

Luo Binghe approached him and said, "No reason."

Shen Qingqiu stretched out his hand and pushed Luo Binghe's approaching face forcefully, breathlessly said: "Then why are you so close?"

Luo Binghe bit a white finger on the side of his mouth and licked it a few times, kissed him on the cheek and said: "The disciple is thinking that the little master is so cute, and when the disciple finishes dealing with the messy things about the demons, he will take the little one with him." Master, go out and buy some sweets, okay?"

This completely coaxing tone made Shen Qingqiu's skin crawl. He wanted to get angry, but he heard that he could go out, that is, leave the magic palace. After thinking about it, he held back and stopped refuting.

Shen Qingqiu yawned a little, rubbed his eyelids, and touched his stomach again, like a grandfather, he said to Luo Binghe unceremoniously in a blink of an eye: "I'm hungry, Master."

Luo Binghe put him back on the bed and sat, dangling his cheeks with both hands, and said with a smile: "The disciple still has something to do, I will ask Gou Yan to bring the food later, little master, please know it obediently ."

Shen Qingqiu babbled and couldn't speak, he grabbed Luo Binghe's arms with both hands, and was finally relieved by being kissed by Luo Binghe a few more times.

Gou Yan brought food over and wanted to feed Shen Qingqiu, but was driven away by Shen Qingqiu.

After a while, he shook his head and poked around to deliver the fan again, like an idiot, Shen Qingqiu suspected that he just wanted to see a joke.

So he beat the dog out again.

That folding fan was still too big for Shen Qingqiu with a child's body. Shen Qingqiu fiddled with the bed with both hands for a long time, but in the end he couldn't shake it. Instead, his arms were sore from exhaustion, so he simply nestled under the quilt and fell asleep.

While half dreaming and half awake, a gentle cool breeze blew across his body, and Shen Qingqiu rolled comfortably on the quilt.

Slightly opening his eyes, he saw someone shaking the fan diligently. He looked up, saw Gou Yan's ugly face, frowned and muttered, "Where's the little bastard..."

Then turned over and went back to sleep.