【Ice Nine】Cage

Shen Qingqiu slept very uncomfortably, his chest seemed to be pressed by a huge stone, making him unable to breathe, his heart was beating wildly, and his brain ached from the shock.

In the dream, there are still those old things, coming and going are not beautiful things.Even in a dream, it is all dark.

Shen Qingqiu walked on a seemingly endless road, this road was dark, dirty, bloody, and extremely disgusting.On both sides are flashing memories, Yue Qingyuan's face, Liu Qingge's face, Ming Fan's face...

These are his memories.

Shen Qingqiu used his fame and fortune to build a wall around Xiuya, trapping all the ugliness and cowardice in his heart. Since then, he has made a clean break with the past. He is no longer Shen Jiu, but Shen Qingqiu, the world-renowned Xiuya sword.

But in the end, fame and fortune collapsed, Xiu Ya was gone, and looking back, even Yue Qingyuan had left.

Shen Qingqiu was in a daze, the darkness seemed endless, he was the only one left in this world.A person's footsteps, a person's breathing, a person's heartbeat.

feeling bad.Even though he has been in the darkness for so long, he is still forced to be unable to breathe due to the darkness.

Shen Qingqiu tightened his clothes on his chest, trying to make himself feel better, walking aimlessly in the dark, letting those painful or humiliating memories flash by his side.

Suddenly, a very small spot of light appeared in front of Shen Qingqiu's eyes, very small and far away.

Light... is light!

Shen Qingqiu's heart beat even harder, he ran up suddenly, and rushed towards that point of light.

Dreams are fake, but they are also real.Covered in mud, but still eager to be rescued.

White light filled the entire field of vision, Shen Qingqiu's eyes were sore from being pierced, he raised his hand to cover it up, and vaguely saw a figure, he was puzzled, he frowned and approached.

Just about to ask who it is, unexpectedly that person turned his head, smiled softly, and called out: "Master."

"Luo Binghe?!" Shen Qingqiu was so frightened that his voice changed, he took two steps back, his feet were empty, and he slid into the bottomless abyss.

The oppressive feeling accumulated in his chest disappeared completely, Shen Qingqiu kicked his feet hard, accompanied by the sound of jingling chains shaking, and woke up.

Shen Qingqiu propped his forehead with one hand and sat up uncomfortably.

Sitting down, Shen Qingqiu immediately felt a burning pain in his lower body. Shen Qingqiu twitched his head, thinking of how painful it was, his face turned blue, and he slammed his head hard, greeting all eighteen generations of Luo Binghe's ancestors from the bottom of his heart. Once again, he raised his hand and rubbed his temples again, his hands were covered with cold sweat.

Just as he was about to find a glass of water to drink, unexpectedly when he turned his head and opened his eyes, he saw a face that was neither human nor dog.

Shen Qingqiu was startled, his face didn't show, but he subconsciously slapped his hand hard.

"Ah!" The thing covered its face, and there were two bloodstains winding down from the bottom of its nose.

Shen Qingqiu looked at him attentively, clenched his fist secretly, and asked in a cold voice: "What are you?"

The thing put down its hand covering its nose tightly, revealing a pair of big, round eyes, and a pair of pointed ears drooping aggrievedly because of being beaten for no reason, and replied: "The little one is Gou Yan, Your Majesty sent the younger one to wait on the immortal master."

Shen Qingqiu looked at Gou Yan who couldn't stand up to his shoulders. He was very small, dark and thin, and had a dog's face. He was extremely ugly.

But this is the demon world, and Shen Qingqiu is not interested in how the demons reproduce such offspring, but he loves the quiet most, and hates others to bother him, so he waved his hand in disgust, and said: "I don't need it."

After hearing this, Gou Yan frowned, looking quite conflicted.

Shen Qingqiu gave him a cold swishing look.

Gou Yan shook his head, scratched his head stammeringly and said honestly: "But, but Your Majesty said that I was transferred here just to scare you, and it's good to look garish, so Your Majesty will not let me go. Moreover, I heard from your majesty that you hate demons, especially those like me who can be ugly."

Shen Qingqiu suspected that he was hallucinating, and couldn't believe it: "Is Luo Binghe sick?!"

"Ah?" Gou Yan said blankly, "Your Majesty? Your Majesty is not sick."

Shen Qingqiu clicked his tongue and squeezed the space between his eyebrows with two fingers.

Gou Yan was in a daze for a while, and then the sun shone like snow in spring, he said: "But Immortal Master Shen is really a fairy, just like, like a real fairy descending from the earth, I have never seen a fairy like that character."

Shen Qingqiu snorted coldly and said, "Noisy."

Gou Yan, the little dog, didn't seem to understand the meaning of this word, so he continued to speak enthusiastically, and said, "I see the fairy teacher is really good-looking, and he must be better-looking than Mrs. Liu. In the words that the Lord often praises the ladies To put it bluntly, it's...that's...ah! That's what makes the country and the city! Immortal Master...wow!"

Shen Qingqiu flew over with a pillow, his voice was as cold as if he had been frozen for a round, and he slapped Gou Yan directly.

"Shut up. Get out!"

This time Gou Yan understood, covered his face and hurriedly rolled away.

As soon as he rolled out of the door, he poked out half a dog's face and asked cautiously: "The plums in the yard are ripe, do you want to pick some for the immortal master?"

"roll!"

So Gou Yan left again.

Gou Yan should be thankful that Shen Qingqiu has no spiritual power now, otherwise he might have exploded into a puddle of plasma long ago.

Finally calmed down, Shen Qingqiu lay down for a while, opened his eyes and it was already dark.

Although he didn't want to care about it, Shen Qingqiu touched his stomach, he was hungry.

Shen Qingqiu was thinking about letting it starve, turned over and continued to sleep, but the next moment there was a creaking sound, and the door was pushed open.

Shen Qingqiu got up and turned his head to look over.

Luo Binghe was still dressed in black, exquisite and gorgeous, holding a few dishes that looked equally exquisite in his hands, walking slowly and leisurely, elegantly.

His eyes never left Shen Qingqiu, he approached and put the food on the bedside, then he said with a smile: "This disciple came here specially to deliver food to Master."

The food was very delicate and fragrant, and Shen Qingqiu was very hungry, but he never minded using the deepest malice to speculate on Luo Binghe's mind.

Shen Qingqiu squinted at him, and said with a fake smile: "Could it be that you poisoned me and wanted to poison me to death, to deceive my master and destroy my ancestors?"

Luo Binghe tilted his head, looking quite innocent, but his tone was very harsh, and said: "The disciple wants to deceive the master, but it's not like what the master said. It's like this."

While talking, he touched Shen Qingqiu's waist a few times.

Shen Qingqiu slapped his hand away vigorously, then gave him another hard look, then picked up the bowl of rice, and started to eat these few side dishes.

He can now be sure that Luo Binghe will not kill him for the time being, but it is also temporary.Ever since Luo Binghe practiced the weird technique of the Demon Race, his temper has become more and more unpredictable and elusive.One moment he was still talking and laughing at Yanyan, but the next moment someone's head might fall to the ground.

Shen Qingqiu couldn't tell what Luo Binghe wanted from him, maybe it was just the body, maybe it was something else.

Shen Qingqiu ate with his head slightly lowered, while thinking carefully.

Luo Binghe didn't bother him, took off his boots and went to bed, tossing the jade around his waist in boredom.

Shen Qingqiu eats very well, barely makes a sound, and is absolutely gentle and elegant.It may be because I was always hungry when I was young, so I always have a feeling of cherishing and cherishing when I eat.

This meal was eaten very slowly, Shen Qingqiu chewed slowly, while calmly guessing Luo Binghe's thoughts.

He was still thinking about it, but suddenly his hands were wrapped around his waist, and his back hit his hard chest.

Luo Binghe buried his head in his neck and gnawed a few mouthfuls, saying: "Master, why haven't you eaten well yet?"

Shen Qingqiu was held in his arms, without even thinking about it, he raised his chopsticks and poked his back.

Luo Binghe cut off his chopsticks with a smile, and simply took off his clothes to kiss that snow-white shoulder.

Shen Qingqiu became angry, and went to pinch Luo Binghe's thigh instead.

Luo Binghe just had to kiss a few times on this side, when there was a knock on the door on the other side.

Gou Yan's voice was vaguely heard through the door, and he said, "Your Majesty, Mrs. Liu said that she has something to ask for you."

Shen Qingqiu had heard before that his nephew Liu was really good at tricks, which made Luo Binghe's little beast fascinated. Now that she has something to say, Luo Binghe will not ignore her.

Sure enough, Luo Binghe loosened his arms around him, Shen Qingqiu took the opportunity to pull his clothes back on, and tightened his belt again.

Luo Binghe clicked his tongue, snapped Shen Qingqiu's head away, gnawed a few mouthfuls, then patted Shen Qingqiu's head and said warmly: "I'll come back when I go." Turning his head, he walked out.

Shen Qingqiu spat hard at him, turned around and retrieved his chopsticks, and continued to eat.