[Slag Rebellion] Regaining Ice and Autumn Love

"Senior Brother Sect Leader, Senior Brother Shen, take me!" Shang Qinghua hurriedly shouted when Yue Qingyuan, Shen Qingqiu and Luo Binghe were preparing to go to Huanhua Palace with their swords.

Shen Qingqiu said coldly: "What are you doing? Haven't you harmed the Cang Qiong Mountain faction enough?"

Shang Qinghua's face was blue and red, black and white intertwined, and he defended weakly: "No...let me go, I'm worried about the king...I'm worried about you..."

Shen Qingqiu turned his back to Shang Qinghua without looking at him, and continued: "Lu Zhao, Yan Gu, you put Shang Qinghua into Siguo Cliff, and no one can enter without permission!"

Lu Zhao and Yan Gu immediately stepped forward to grab Shang Qinghua, and said to Shen Qingqiu: "Yes!"

Shang Qinghua's face was ashen, he murmured: "I didn't do it on purpose, Brother Gua, you have to trust me..."

It's a pity that Shen Qingqiu didn't give him a look, Shang Qinghua was disheartened, let Lu Zhao and Yan Gu escort him away with his head downcast.

Seeing that Yue Qingyuan had already flew far away with his sword, Shen Qingqiu said to Luo Binghe: "Fly with the magic sword of your heart! Hurry up."

Luo Binghe immediately made a sword formula, activated the Heart Demon Sword, and said to Shen Qingqiu: "Master, come up! It will fly very fast later, so hurry up!"

……

"Do you remember?"

Even in the dark and damp water prison, "Luo Binghe" was still elegant and clean, and when he stepped on the ground, he would condense into black bloodstains.

At this time, "Luo Binghe" had turned into a human form, with a tall and tall figure, and the demon seal appeared, giving the footless man lying on the ground an invisible sense of oppression.

On the ground, Shen Jiu, who was restrained by the fairy rope, endured the pain of the bare thighs under his body, the veins on his forehead popped up, and he said sharply: "I... I have already destroyed the Qiu Mansion, what else do you want? Kill to cut, up to you."

"Luo Binghe" pressed Shen Jiu's Tianling Gai with his wrist, and then said with some loss: "I haven't remembered yet, this seal is strong enough."

Letting go of his hand, "Luo Binghe" sat down on the chair beside him.This was his regular seat when he watched Shen Jiu howling and screaming.

He scraped the floating and sinking tea leaves in the steaming cup, and said leisurely: "It seems that the fire didn't remind Master of anything, Qiufu destroyed the family? Hehe...why what I saw, only one died Just people?"

"For the past six months, seeing Master respected by the people in the borderlands, hahaha... It's so funny, it's so ironic!"

"You did a lot of evil in your previous life and ruined me. I remembered the third life and resented the third life... In the end, you forgot all of it, forgot all of it! You still live carefree and carefree. You really are a carefree person. Why?!"

"In this cruelty and entanglement, how can you retreat unscathed?! Remember it! Remember it for me!"

"Luo Binghe" became more and more excited as he spoke, and threw the teacup in his hand at Shen Jiu without hesitation, and the scalding hot tea splashed on the two fleshy balls on Shen Jiu's legs, causing Shen Jiu to howl.

"In the past six months, it turned out to be you..." Shen Jiu gritted his teeth while screaming in pain.

"That's right, if it wasn't for Master's spiritual power supply, this disciple wouldn't be able to sculpt his body so quickly." "Luo Binghe" smiled, and then said with a sullen face: "Master, Master, I will definitely let you remember .”

"Luo Binghe" twitched his lips, stroked Shen Jiu's left shoulder with his right hand, and pinched it.

The screams were harsh and frightening.

"Luo Binghe" picked up Shen Jiu's severed arm and threw it into the dark lake like a toy. The severed arm was quickly corroded and disappeared without a trace.

"Luo Binghe" raised his eyebrows and asked: "Do you remember this feeling?"

Blood gushed out from the broken part of Shen Jiu's left arm like a waterfall. He screamed and laughed out loud, out of breath, and said, "Luo Binghe, hahahaha... Luo Binghe... you ungrateful bastard! You forgot your teacher!" Have you treated me well?"

This scene is extremely glaring.

"Luo Binghe"'s chest heaved more and more violently.Kicking overturned Shen Jiu, kicking him around on the ground a few times, blood all over the ground.

"Aren't you my master? It seems that the master hasn't remembered yet!"

Thinking of how kind that Shen Qingqiu on Qingjing Peak was to Luo Binghe, "Luo Binghe" became even angrier——

Why?

Obviously the same person.

Himself insulted and trampled upon in every possible way—

The hot tea poured on the head, the woodshed with drafts on all sides, the endless beatings and verbal abuse, kneeling from the scorching afternoon to late at night, and lack of food.

As for that Luo Binghe, his treatment was very different from his——

The clothes and objects that have been carefully preserved, the fresh and tidy side room, whispering, pitiful and accommodating in every possible way.

Not reconciled.

unfair.

Obviously they are all "Luo Binghe", why, he met such Shen Qingqiu, but he met a shameless person with a narrow mind and jealousy.

Why!

Suddenly, "Luo Binghe" turned his head and smiled at Shen Jiu: "Master, Master, do you want to see who is here?"

Shen Jiu suddenly opened his eyes wide, and said in a trembling voice, "You...what did you say?"

Seeing Shen Jiu's flustered appearance, "Luo Binghe" was a little proud, and said slowly: "Sect Master Yue really came to the appointment as scheduled, I really want to thank Master for the mournful and eloquent blood letter, otherwise the disciple will definitely not be able to let him I took the bait. There are so many traps in the Huanhua Palace, in case the head of Yue accidentally bumps into it..."

"Hahahahahaha..." Shen Jiu suddenly raised her head and laughed.

"Luo Binghe" asked warmly, "What are you laughing at?"

Shen Jiu ignored him and laughed to herself.

"Luo Binghe" put away his complacent expression, and said with concentration: "Master, you don't think that pretending to be crazy is useful to me, do you?"

Shen Jiu said word by word: "Luo Binghe, stop bluffing me, how could he come? He won't come! Hahaha..."

"Luo Binghe" stared at him, and Shen Jiu also stared back at him.

"Luo Binghe" shook his sleeves, and a mirror immediately appeared in front of Shen Jiu's eyes, which reflected the condition of the corridor of the underground palace of Huanhua Palace.

Looking at this mirror, Shen Jiu felt as if a fist had been stuffed into his throat, and his laughter stopped abruptly.

On the mirror, Yue Qingyuan held the Xuansu sword out of its sheath, and desperately exerted his sword energy to shake the arrows flying in all directions. However, tens of thousands of arrows were shot at Yue Qingyuan. Soon, there were fifteen or six arrows. The arrow sank into Yue Qingyuan's chest.

Originally, Xuansu was out of the sheath, and Yue Qingyuan was emotionally unstable, but he still tried his best to drive Xuansu forward, regardless of everything.

With disheveled hair and bloody face, a pair of eyes are shining brighter and brighter like white fire.Trembling, Shen Jiu moved towards the mirror.

There was a cold smile on the corner of Shen Jiu's mouth: "Ha. Haha. Seventh brother. Why are you so stupid, why are you impulsive again..."

——In order to go to an old covenant that has been delayed for decades, fulfilling a promise that does not help.

——Hundred arrows piercing the heart.

——The sword is broken and people die.

……

The memories of the two lifetimes poured into Shen Jiu's mind like a surge.

Shen Jiu calmly looked at Yue Qingyuan in the mirror who had already been hit by more than a hundred arrows, and watched quietly.

It turned out that he had always been Shen Qingqiu.

As for Yue Qingyuan, he has already been implicated by him for a lifetime.

In this life, I am afraid that he will be implicated as well.

……

After the rage, "Luo Binghe" suddenly calmed down, smiled viciously, and whispered softly: "Yo, I remembered, it turns out that Master Yue's weakness is Master Yue... Remember it early, look, you Lost both feet and left arm."

Shen Jiu didn't look at "Luo Binghe", but quietly stared at Yue Qingyuan on the mirror who had been pierced by hundreds of arrows and slowly fell down, two drops of clear tears slowly fell from his eyes.

"Luo Binghe" looked at Shen Jiu ignoring himself, and only focused on looking at Yue Qingyuan in the mirror. He felt very uncomfortable and even a little irritable. He stretched out his hand fiercely to Shen Jiu: "Look! Look!"

"Ah..." After a stern voice, Shen Jiu bit her lower lip and endured it, humming intermittently, the pain made her forehead break out in cold sweat, trembling slightly, but her cold eyes were full of blood.

Both eyes were gouged out.

"Luo Binghe" laughed maniacally: "Why don't you watch it? You continue to watch it for me!" "Luo Binghe" pulled Shen Jiu's hair desperately, forcing him to raise his head.

Suddenly, the door of the water prison was opened, "Luo Binghe" turned around exclaiming, and quickly blocked another Xinmo sword with the Xinmo sword in his hand.

Taking advantage of Luo Binghe's fight with "Luo Binghe", Yue Qingyuan and Shen Qingqiu hurried over.

Yue Qingyuan knelt down in front of Shen Jiu, slowly lowered his body, not daring to hug Shen Jiu, for fear of hurting him, he only tremblingly caressed the face full of blood and tears over and over again.

"Xiao Jiu... Xiao Jiu... Brother Seven is late..."

Yue Qingyuan's face was full of tears, his body was trembling, he wished he could take out his heart and lungs, wished he could bear the pain for Xiaojiu.

Shen Jiu, who was still on the verge of collapse just now, heard this voice, trembled uncertainly: "Seventh Brother? Is it Seventh Brother?"

Shen Qingqiu desperately conveyed spiritual power to Shen Jiu, and at the same time he planted something in his body, Shen Qingqiu tremblingly said: "The mirror shows the scene of the previous life, don't believe it! Senior brother, take care There is nothing wrong with it! Brother, hold on for me, hold on!"

Shen Jiu seemed to be discouraged, lying quietly on the ground, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and said in a hoarse voice: "That's great..."

If he can escape, in the next life, he will never have any contact with something like Shen Jiu again.

……

Seeing Shen Jiujing's surprise, with blood gushing out of his mouth, Shen Qingqiu was startled and couldn't believe it.

Bite your tongue...

Yue Qingyuan tremblingly poked Shen Jiu's neck with his hands——

No more jumps.

Yue Qingyuan opened his mouth slightly, a heart-piercing sob overflowed from his throat.

"Little Jiu...Little Jiu...Little Jiu..."

Yue Qingyuan slowly lowered his body, pressed his forehead against the silent Shen Jiu's forehead, and said in a hoarse voice: "My little Jiu..."