【Ice Nine】Cage

Luo Binghe and Shen Qingqiu seem to be synonymous with incompatibility, and they should never be put together.

But in the past, the situation was incompatible, and it was clear that everything should end at the moment of Shen Qingqiu's death.

Nothing is heavier than death. No matter how much hatred and resentment he has, he should be buried in the thick soil and dust forever after death.

It's just that Shen Qingqiu can't help controlling everything, just like losing his limbs before death, powerless to all life and death, being pushed away by Luo Binghe, forced to be reborn, until he once again walked towards the irreversible catastrophe.Even worse than dying in an ugly way in a previous life.

The ridiculous entanglement between them now is a mistake that shouldn't exist.

In the still bright room, Luo Binghe just looked straight at Shen Qingqiu like that, his eyes seemed to glisten with blood and tears, his face was tense, there was pain and sadness in his expression, but... only there was no resentment.

"Master..." It was like a whine.

The tall body slowly lowered in front of Shen Qingqiu, getting shorter and shorter, from looking straight up to being able to look down.All movements were slow and slow in Shen Qingqiu's eyes, every move was unreservedly reflected in his eyes, and he couldn't escape.

Shen Qingqiu's hands couldn't stop shaking, and the infinitely spreading coldness and panic from the bottom of his heart gradually made his whole body tremble.

He wanted to blink to suppress the soreness in his eyes, but he didn't dare, for fear of missing something, and it would run counter to what he expected in a blink of an eye.

Luo Binghe just risked everything to please him, begging him, but Shen Qingqiu didn't feel the slightest bit of relief.The deep black eyes that gradually lowered were more like a fiery frying pan, in which he was repeatedly tormented, trying to burn his flesh and blood into bones.

It turns out that words are the heart's sword, and actions are the frost, and he was completely defeated.

Out of nowhere, Shen Qingqiu grabbed Luo Binghe's shoulders with strength, and when those knees were about to knock against him, he pulled him up.

Shen Qingqiu didn't know what was wrong with him, he was dizzy, his body was shaking badly, and the warm charcoal fire in the room didn't make him feel any better.

He was in a state of confusion. When he spoke, he spoke incoherently. He cursed in a hoarse voice: "Get out! I'm not your master! Don't kneel! Get out! I don't want to see you again! Get out!" Luo Binghe pushed out the door.

Angry, anxious, and flustered.

Luo Binghe stood there dumbstruck with a face full of panic, and shouted helplessly: "Master..."

Shen Qingqiu was furious, and when he heard him speak, the chaotic emotions in his heart poured out like broken strings.

"Snapped!"

A slap was slapped hard on Luo Binghe's face, but he was still in a daze, as if he had lost consciousness.

Shen Qingqiu's hands hurt from the beating, and the pain just followed the palm of his hand into the marrow of his bones, unscrupulous in his heart.

"Go out...you go out..."

Instead of looking at Luo Binghe, he muttered indiscriminately, repeating ramblingly, and pushed Luo Binghe out the door.With a strong backhand, the wooden door once again isolated the two of them in different worlds.

Luo Binghe seemed to be an unconscious walking corpse, and he didn't resist. When Shen Qingqiu took the last look, he looked at him and froze outside the door.

Shen Qingqiu leaned his back against the door, and the cold wind rushed in from the crack of the door, blowing on his body and heart.

I don't know when it started to rain again outside the window, and it was lingering and sad.The sound of fine rain came from the roof, and when the raindrops accumulated a lot, they gathered into long and thin waterways, dripping down along the tile cracks and eaves.

It would be great if the rain could wash everything away, and give us a new life.It's just that after all, those bone-piercing cold things are nothing but ruthless dead creatures, who don't understand the joys and sorrows of the world.

Shen Qingqiu tightly covered his mouth, and raised his head to force back the scorching heat in his eyes. It was just that he had never experienced the torment and pain. When his throat was filled with soreness, he still couldn't stop a sob that he couldn't bear to the extreme.

He thought that he would be so cold and indestructible after reliving the whole life, but when the wound in his heart festered and the place that had been eaten away was empty, he still felt the pain.

Luo Binghe didn't know, in fact, he always just wanted an explanation.

After that, Shen Qingqiu never saw Luo Binghe again, but the things in the house were taken care of every day, and there were plenty of meals for every meal.

It seems to be nowhere to be found, but it happens to be everywhere.

That day he was dizzy, and he said a few angry words while his mind was in turmoil. Unexpectedly, the little beast listened to them. He had never been so obedient before.

Shen Qingqiu thought and thought, and felt that Luo Binghe was really abominable, and his complexion became even colder.

After wasting like this for more than half a month, Shen Qingqiu had nowhere to vent his anger.He knew that Luo Binghe must be nearby, but if he didn't come out, Shen Qingqiu couldn't bear to make trouble with him.He had lost enough face.

In recent days, Shen Qingqiu felt that his stomach was getting heavier and heavier. When he was sleeping, his waist was sore and swollen.

In fact, he is still very ignorant about these things. He has never heard of a case of pregnancy like him, and there is no place for him to ask.

Of course, he didn't dare to ask anyone casually, now that there is only a small amount of spiritual power left in his body, if he meets the evil doctor like before, it will be very bad.

In desperation, Shen Qingqiu took care of himself according to the matters of the woman's pregnancy. It was a mistake, or maybe the two were similar in this respect. The child in his womb often moved its hands and feet, and felt very healthy. It should be There will be no major problems.

In fact, this child was definitely the biggest surprise in Shen Qingqiu's life, but after thinking about it, what about Luo Binghe, the other half of this child's blood, he is still his own child.

Shen Qingqiu has never enjoyed the taste of family affection. He has been alone for too long, so long that he is vague and chaotic, and he doesn't know what loneliness is.

After rebirth, most of the old people are turned into ashes, time has passed, things have changed, and the people around him before have disappeared.

Of course, except for that little bastard Luo Binghe.

So he cherished this blood even more, perhaps in the future, this child would be the only proof that Shen Qingqiu had existed in this world.

Shen Qingqiu went to buy a few books today, apart from inquiring about some related matters from the pharmacist on the sidelines, he still prefers to learn carefully by himself.

In his eyes, human life is too fragile, let alone such an immature little thing, he has no experience, and has always been rarely worried.

Shen Qingqiu came back from outside with a few books in his arms, and when he closed the door, he took a thoughtful look at the corner outside.

No one was there, just a cold wind.

He closed the door and threw the book on the table. Someone had already made a charcoal fire in the room, so he didn't need to do any more work, just add some charcoal.Feeling that the room was a bit dark, he lit a candle again, and then sat at the table and read those books carefully.

There were no obscure sentences in the book, but Shen Qingqiu couldn't help but frown.

After all, there is a fundamental difference between men and women, and none of these books seem to apply.

Shen Qingqiu was suffering from a headache, and was about to stand up and rub his waist, but he felt dizzy for a while, his eyes turned black, and he screamed inwardly, fearing that he would fall directly to the ground, so he hurriedly supported the things beside him, and groped onto the bed.

Lie down flat and covered with the quilt, Shen Qingqiu closed his eyelids and fell asleep inexplicably.

He knew something was wrong, but he couldn't resist the drowsiness.

Opening his eyes again, Shen Qingqiu found himself in an extremely strange place.

The world in front of me is like a closed and dark furnace, but it is burning with a blazing and monstrous flame. There are countless monsters bred from the flames, making strange and piercing squealing sounds, while scurrying around.

here is……

Shen Qingqiu really didn't know anything about this place, but he thought it should be the realm of the demon clan.

Not knowing who brought him here, Shen Qingqiu covered his stomach with eyes full of coldness, thinking in his heart, if it's that animal's extremely boring pastime, then he'll just wait to die!

Xue Liang's sword tip shot out from his sleeve, Shen Qingqiu stood carefully on the uneven ground while looking around.

Suddenly a strange cry came from behind, Shen Qingqiu's whole body shuddered, every inch of his muscles tensed up, he turned around and slashed down hard.

The strange thing was that the sword tip was clearly hitting the monster, but it only passed through Shen Qingqiu's body in a puff of smoke, and ran towards the other side.

Shen Qingqiu was stunned, touched his chest a few times, and found that he was not injured.

Only then did he realize that there were scorching snakes all around, but he didn't feel the heat at all.

It seems that this is an illusion.

Shen Qingqiu had gained some confidence, at least his heart was not so empty, but he didn't dare to take it lightly, with the long sword in front of him, walking cautiously.

He didn't know how to get out of this illusion, but it wasn't his style to be timid and timid. When he saw a few monsters rushing somewhere, he simply followed.

Everything in front of him seemed to be an illusion that only reflected the surface, Shen Qingqiu stepped on the ground, and found that the ground that was bumpy in his eyes was actually flat under his feet.

It seemed like a vulgar joke, and it made him even more contemptuous of the person who created this illusion.

I don't know how long it was running around, but when Shen Qingqiu became more and more impatient, he suddenly heard a few sobs, or moans of extreme pain, just behind the rocks in front of him, intermittently.

Shen Qingqiu's heart suddenly trembled uncontrollably, he rubbed his chest, feeling his heart beating a little faster.

He intuitively saw something terrible, because those voices were somewhat familiar.

Sure enough, when he slowly turned around the rock, he saw the person leaning against the rock wall.

——It was Luo Binghe.

With a "bang dang", Shen Qingqiu was awakened only when the sword slipped to the ground.

He was startled, and only after he came back to his senses for a while did he feel that his hands and feet were cold.

He didn't pick up the sword yet, Shen Qingqiu was still so stiff, looking at the person in front of him with disbelief in his eyes.

What did he see?

He saw the bloody Luo Binghe, the young man was soaked in blood, and the blood that leaked out of his body was flowing under his body.

The disciple's uniform was very torn and torn, completely lost its original whiteness and cleanliness, and some of the shredded fabric stuck to the festering wound, forming a large piece of deep black blood.

It's just that this is definitely not the reason for Shen Qingqiu's shock, after all, there were quite a few times when Luo Binghe bled.

What surprised him the most was that Luo Binghe was crying while holding a sharp piece of stone against his face, gouging out the flesh of his face mercilessly.

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★ Guess who is playing tricks??