【Ice Nine】Reborn as slag

Being obedient and trustworthy, with good sincerity, deceitful words, and hypocritical expressions, to Luo Binghe, he was nothing more than going back to his old job and being proficient in his business.

After all, the protagonist's halo overwhelms everything, and Shen Qingqiu's suspicion and panic just now were distracted by Luo Binghe's topic, and he didn't even realize that the other party had already gritted his teeth in his heart and made up his mind to bring up the vicious plot against him. schedule.

"Master, I'm a disciple you taught yourself. You don't have confidence in me? If you think I'm not qualified for the competition, can you teach me again?"

Luo Binghe pretended to flatter and give in, curled his lips and complained, speaking pitifully.

Shen Qingqiu held his breath and looked at him with indifference. He really felt that he was so vulnerable for a moment because of the succubus incident two days ago, but this little bastard took advantage of his loopholes and learned to crawl smoothly. up.

"That's right, Master, you are afraid that A Luo will lose face by participating in the Fairy League Conference, so teach A Luo again. Now many uncles praise him, and even Uncle Liu praises him—" Ning Yingying pulled Shen Qingqiu's sleeves begged for mercy, and the words "Uncle Liu" blurted out, and seeing Master Shen's even uglier face, he quickly corrected: "Uh, this time the Immortal Alliance Conference, you should give Ah Luo a chance, he even gave it a try. Not even a good sword is this powerful, maybe it can give Bai Zhan Peak some flair, Master~!"

Shen Qingqiu's eardrums trembled a little with Ning Yingying's tone of not letting go.

"Junior Sister, what do you mean? I'm actually pretty good too, okay?" Ming Fan, who was keeping his foot on the ground and holding his sword in one hand, finally found a chance to interject. I couldn't stop falling forward——with a bang, the sword also fell...

Another one came——Shen Qingqiu frowned, turned his head quietly, and looked at Ming Fan tiredly.

"Master, I, I, I can do it again!" Frightened by the eyes of the master, Ming Fan quickly picked up the sword, ready to make another gesture.

"Hey, right, Master, I'm not wrong, am I?" Ning Yingying innocently continued to attack Senior Brother Ming Fan.

Shen Qingqiu looked at Ming Fan practicing sword moves without any rules, and sighed in his heart. He still didn't understand how many times he had taught him. The little bastard who was good at that point was only inexplicable when he was taught this move. He bumped into him a few times, and after being kicked away by him who couldn't bear it, he scolded coldly for a few days, and finally got the point and didn't bump into it again.Why is Ming Fan's aptitude so much worse than this little beast?

Shen Qingqiu had a headache, but he still decided to spend more time teaching this big disciple who was actually caring for protecting him in his tragic death in the previous life.

Teach me more, so that you can run faster when the time comes, and don't be troubled by him anymore.

Ning Yingying's pleading made it difficult for him to refuse, and he didn't know what was so good about this little bastard, if she disagreed, she would still make trouble.

After thinking about it, Shen Qingqiu found a way to have both.

"I have nothing to teach you. Since the other peak masters still recognize you, you should also go down the mountain to practice and practice, as a way to improve your cultivation." He moved his gaze to Luo Binghe and sized him up. After two years, this The facial features of the person have grown a lot, and he has become more handsome and suave, and his figure has also grown a little taller, almost catching up with his height.

Shen Qingqiu stared at him with some ecstasy, but Luo Binghe was excited inside. He met the gaze of the other party looking at him, as if his long-awaited wish had been fulfilled, and the blood in his whole body was boiling.

He is looking at him!

He finally has him in his eyes!

Luo Binghe's sudden hot eye contact and response brought Shen Qingqiu back to his senses, he immediately turned around, walked towards his courtyard, glanced at Ming Fan who was not in the right posture, and said in a dismissive tone: "Ming Fan, Come here today, you go back and practice more, baby, don’t keep talking about others, I will check your homework tomorrow, I’m tired, you go back first.”

Shen Qingqiu walked a few steps and stopped, holding his hands behind his back without turning back, and without naming names, and then added: "I will write to Wan Jianfeng, and come to me after two days to find the sword that is destined for you. Since If you want my confidence in you, then handle the affairs at the foot of Qingjing Peak for me, and if you don’t handle it well, you won’t have to come back.”

"Did you hear that, A Luo, Master said that he wants you to go to Wan Jianfeng to find your weapon of chance? Sure enough, Master treats you the best!" Ning Yingying was happy for him and sad for herself, thinking about the future of Master tomorrow. Checking, she stomped her feet and left first.

What Shen Qingqiu said was indifferent, and Luo Binghe, who watched his back into the room, smiled maliciously. Hearing what Ning Yingying said, he knew what was going on in his heart, but his heart suddenly warmed up.

At least, it's not ignoring him, is it?

"Master is too partial to that kid! It's strange, where did the greasy smell on Master's body come from today?" Ming Fan put away his sword, muttered, and had to obey orders and retreat.When he walked to the door, he cast a disgusted glance at Luo Binghe who seemed to have heard what he said.

If this was the old Luo Binghe, he would have shrunk his body and tried his best to reduce his sense of existence in front of this bullying senior brother.

However, now it is no longer Luo Binghe who is bullied by others, but——

Ming Fan crossed the threshold, closed the yard gate behind his back, walked a few steps, turned around and looked at Luo Binghe who was still standing there unwillingly, and then smugly said: "Little bastard, wait and see, don't think that the cultivation It’s great to have made some progress in the past few months. Master said that he will concentrate on teaching me in the future! Now I don’t care about you, but if you pester Master again, don’t blame me for being rude!”

Master likes to be clean, and there are few people disturbing him near his bamboo house, so Ming Fan is not afraid of someone reporting him as a bully.

Originally, he thought that this person would obediently give way to him, but he didn't want to suddenly feel the coldness around him. When he was about to leave, his wrist suddenly tightened, and the pain almost dislocated.

Ming Fan couldn't break free, the pain hit him, he was about to scream, but his neck tightened and he was forced to stop his voice, and his body was also ruthlessly pierced into the wall by the other party.

It was actually Luo Binghe!

"Senior Brother Ming Fan." Luo Binghe lost his cowardly and cowardly little junior appearance, and lost the timid and cautious Ai Ai who was in front of the master just now. At this time, Ming Fan saw Luo Binghe's face that he had never seen before. sneer.

"As for the word "little bastard", Master can just talk about it. You have no qualifications to talk about the current me because your skills are not as good as others. What trouble comes out of your mouth, senior brother, look at it." Slightly exerting force with five fingers, Ming Fan's face began to turn blue, he couldn't breathe, he was obviously smiling, but Luo Binghe's eyes showed no emotion, and his tone was cold as he continued unscrupulously: "I don't know how much I have cultivated in the past few months. How much has been done, if this attack is not serious, I hope that senior brother will not care about me."

Ming Fan couldn't get away, and wanted to call out the people inside, but how could Luo Binghe give him a chance, his fingers were getting tighter and tighter, Ming Fan couldn't breathe due to lack of oxygen, and his struggling strength was getting weaker and weaker...

"By the way, Senior Brother Ming Fan, you say "Master" to the left, and then "Master". If you don't know, you think you have some unreasonable thoughts about him?"

Luo Binghe recalled how he killed the villain in front of him in his last life. When this idiot was actually tough, he wondered if Shen Qingqiu got the news and knew that he was going to take revenge, so he dismissed the disciples of Qing Jing Peak ahead of time. This guy It seems that Shen Qingqiu was beaten into a serious injury and finally asked to be carried down the mountain. He originally thought that Shen Qingqiu was cruel and merciless, and even the most lovable disciple he was most jealous of back then was willing to do it. He didn't want him to find this villain to torture and question him. To the point of death, he refused to reveal information about Shen Qingqiu, a villain.

It was just an obedient dog in front of Shen Qingqiu. He had envied and hated Ming Fan for many years, and since the guy in front of him died, he had forgotten it.

Now, what Ming Fan said just now seems to have stimulated the new and old hatred between them again!

With a pale face, Ming Fan shook his head with difficulty, tears were about to come out.

The other party's denial made Luo Binghe quite happy, and he loosened his grip slightly, giving Ming Fan a chance to breathe.

"Did you also bump into him while practicing this move? Hehe, did you feel it? Master's waist is very thin. I bumped it a few times on purpose and touched it several times. It should be less than two feet."

Thinking back then that he really liked the light bamboo scent on Shen Qingqiu's body and that waist that felt so good to the touch, so Luo Binghe deliberately made a mistake to take advantage of it.In this life, the three-month life with him seems not bad, Luo Binghe thought, and finally pardoned Ming Fan, let go of the hand that was pinching the other party's neck, raised his hand and gestured for the size of the waist, what did he think, joy laughed.

Ming Fan looked at this Luo Binghe whom he didn't know in fear, while touching his throat and coughing heavily, while looking at him with wide eyes for some unknown reason, feeling that there was something wrong guessing.

But he wanted to say something more or call for help, but because of the lack of oxygen in his brain, he passed out and fell to the ground.

"So, you can't have any unreasonable thoughts about Master, Senior Brother Ming Fan."

These were the last words Senior Brother Ming Fan heard before he fell into a coma.

Luo Binghe looked down at Ming Fan lying on the ground, the smile on his mouth remained unchanged, but his dark eyes became more gloomy and cold.

"Because it's not you who haunts him. Regardless of the last life or this life, he is mine."

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