【Ice Nine】Reborn as slag

The next day, Ming Fan ran away as if he had seen a ghost when he saw Luo Binghe.Later he found Ning Yingying and secretly complained that Luo Binghe was no longer the junior junior. Ning Yingying laughed and teased him, but Luo Binghe appeared innocently carrying firewood, and asked him with concern: Senior brother, what's wrong with you, why is your face so ugly, are you okay, how about I find a doctor for you.

Those concerned eyes, that kind expression, and that respectful tone, are just like a little angel, with all sincerity and no pretense.

After observing it several times, Ming Fan always felt that what happened yesterday was like a nightmare, and he even questioned his future life, whether he should treat this rising star younger brother better.

Wan Jianfeng quickly replied, and allowed Luo Binghe to go to the peak for a trial of sword selection. As expected, Zhengyang, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, became Luo Binghe's karmic sword once again, as fate would have it.

Wan Jianfeng's most famous sword——Zhengyang was born to recognize the master, which attracted the envy of other peak disciples. The number one beauty of Xianshu Peak, Liu Mingyan, came here to ask for advice, and three or two peak masters wrote invitations They invited Shen Qingqiu to congratulate Shen Qingqiu, congratulate him for having such a talented young disciple who has such a talented and intelligent young disciple.

And Shen Qingqiu smashed those greeting stickers under Xiu Ya's sword with hatred and jealousy, out of the fact that it was pure out of sight, and soon, he assigned Luo Binghe a task of exterminating demons that needed to be carried out by Shanxia.

For some reason, whether it's Zhengyang's help or Luo Binghe's own growing cultivation, the time it takes for him to complete the task is getting shorter and shorter, and the quality is getting higher and higher. Suddenly appear in the small courtyard in the bamboo forest, or appear behind him, and call him excitedly and expectantly: "Master, this disciple has fulfilled his mission, and I am back... Does Master miss me... This time I want to be in Qingjing Peak Stay a few more days... I think about Master every day..."

Things like this really frightened Shen Qingqiu out of control.Shen Qingqiu, who wanted to borrow a knife to kill someone, of course missed him, why he wasn't dead yet...

The bandages on Luo Binghe's chest and arms almost fell apart, exuding a strong smell of blood.Dust and dirt on his face covered his original handsome features, he hurried back, although he was exhausted, but he stood in front of Shen Qingqiu, looking at him with bright dark eyes, sincere and excited, There was even some nostalgia——Shen Qingqiu almost found out with his conscience, wondering if he had gone too far.

Every time Luo Binghe completes a task, he returns non-stop, reports in front of Shen Qingqiu for less than half an hour, and then takes the next task ordered by this scumbag master and leaves without stopping. There were not many tasks left to be assigned, he hated and hated deeply, the tasks became more and more difficult, and Luo Binghe's injuries became more and more serious when he came back, but he never seemed to have any doubts in his eyes in response to his so-called master. over him.

Why not die?

Why not go away?

It's better not to die...

It's okay if you don't go...

Shen Qingqiu avoided his gaze, cursed viciously in his heart, and repeatedly rejoiced——

After all, the Immortal Alliance Conference is approaching, and the most important drama in this world cannot do without you as the protagonist and me as a scumbag.

"This is the task of Qingshui Town. There is a family with the surname Huang who was killed during the day. The death is strange. You go and investigate and deal with it." Shen Qingqiu's tone never concealed the disgust in his eyes.

He is jealous of Luo Binghe, except for his protagonist's immortal golden finger, it is also a kind of damn lucky to be able to forget the grievances of the previous life and continue to live innocently and harmlessly.

Everyone is innocent, everyone forgets, only this villain, he can only feel that he is living a real life by chewing on the hatred and resentment of the previous life.

"Yes, Master."

On the opposite side, Luo Binghe continued to be innocent and harmless, playing the role of a good disciple who never complained and respected his master's order.

There was no blood on his face. Although his own injuries were not caused by his duties in many cases, the wounds on his body were not fake, and he didn't know why he was going crazy. Maybe he hadn't seen him for a long time, or he wanted to come back for revenge. Every time Luo Binghe rushed all the way back to Qingjing Peak, he rushed into his yard without doing anything, but every time he didn't stay for long, he was driven down the mountain by Shen Qingqiu, who was heartless and inhuman. , were ignored by him, and he did not respond.

However, this person in front of him is extremely sensitive and extremely guarded against him, so regarding his indifference and cold-bloodedness, Luo Binghe did not dare to deal with Ming Fan once and for all.I just hate that the current self is not strong enough, continue to tear him apart, destroy him, and look at other emotions besides this expression! ! !

Now that he has vowed not to let the scum in front of him go again, time is on his side, and God is looking after him, Luo Binghe secretly comforts himself not to expose himself, and to wait for the opportunity.

Just like in the past, he took his orders quietly, and he took a deep look at Shen Qingqiu who was sitting at the piano desk adjusting the sound of the piano, not paying attention to him for a long time.

At this moment, the two people who ended the conversation stopped talking, one sat in front of the piano and plucked the strings lightly, and the other stood quietly a few feet away from the other side watching...

It's like a kind of quiet time...

It would be fine if this person didn't remember his last life... Luo Binghe, who looked at Shen Qingqiu's figure, was in a trance for a while, and in the next second he immediately dispelled the delusions just now, feeling extremely depressed, and finally glanced at the light-colored man in blue in front of him, secretly With a sneer, he turned around and left——

"Hiss—" There was a pain in his chest and abdomen, and Luo Binghe's whole body trembled violently. He hurriedly raised his hand to hold the door frame to stabilize his body that was about to fall.

Damn it, what the hell are you going to do at this time!

"What's wrong?" Shen Qingqiu was finally willing to cast his eyes on Luo Binghe.

The smell of blood in the room seemed to be stronger, the corners of Shen Qingqiu's mouth rose slightly, guessing that the other party's wound must have been ruptured due to excessive force.

He was about to make a mockery, when Luo Binghe's whole body suddenly slid down against the door frame——

After waiting for a while without any movement from Luo Binghe, Shen Qingqiu got up, walked cautiously towards the door, and found that Luo Binghe's face covered with dust was pale and ugly, his whole body was sweating profusely, and he seemed to be unconscious——

"You, are you alright?" Shen Qingqiu squinted his eyes with some joy, thinking that it was because he was not kind enough to be a scumbag, and he could harm this little beast.

Luo Binghe's wound soaked blood again, and even stained the tattered coat outside red, and his lips lost the color of previous blood. Thinking of the little beast in front of him who has worked hard and never complained for a year, and always appeared with injuries, he took it peacefully. Leaving with injuries, new injuries and old injuries piled up, but he always trusts him inexplicably and doesn't say a word, and he doesn't know why.

Shen Qingqiu laughed at himself, looked at him carefully, saw the child frowning and panting in pain, finally sighed, and slowly squatted down.

So he admitted that he was especially envious of Luo Binghe after stripping off the cloak of jealousy.

Blessed by the heavens, talented and intelligent, a young man who succeeds in his youth, and who is destined to call the wind and rain, he will never have the retribution of cruelty and cruelty in his own way, and there will be no memory of being innocent and harmless in front of him again in the previous life.

Well, the Luo Binghe in front of him is another Luo Binghe who has the same fate as the previous life.

Shen Qingqiu raised his wide sleeves, stretched out his hand and pressed two fingers to feel his pulse, then untied Luo Binghe's coat, looked at the extent of the wound, frowned, and raised his hand to gently touch his forehead.

The pulse is chaotic, but strong and strong. There is a little fever, but it will kill you.

He didn't know whether it was regret or luck, but then he caught a glimpse of the blood-stained bandage that was almost pitch-black in color, Shen Qingqiu shook his head, and was about to get up and go to the bedroom to get the medicine, and to re-bandage him——

After all, the incomprehensible has not yet been solved, and there is still something that Luo Binghe can use.

If an outsider sees him, a bunch of people will point and say that he is torturing gangsters—but, he is a villain who is torturing gangsters.

The dignified Shen Qingqiu said in his heart.

But as soon as the hand was about to leave the opponent's forehead, the five fingers that hadn't had time to withdraw were caught by the palm of the hand——

"It's always so cold...why can't it warm up..."

With his eyes closed, Luo Binghe sighed helplessly, unable to hear any emotion, but his bandaged right arm was lifted up by feeling, encircling the wrist of Shen Qingqiu's held hand, leading him with both hands, The back of his cool hand continued to stick to his somewhat hot face, and then his tone changed into a pitiful and pious prayer.

"...Master...don't ignore me..."

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