Shen Qingqiu saw that the child's face was overflowing with self-reproach. He couldn't bear it and comforted him, "How can our cultivations compare? It doesn't matter if I get hit a few more times. "
Luo Binghe's obsidian eyes flashed with a brilliance more dazzling than the reflection of the moon and stars.
Luo Binghe's heart moved, but he didn't speak. He suddenly raised his head and fixed his eyes on Shen Qingqiu.
Luo Binghe would rather Shen Qingqiu beat him and scold him to vent his anger like before. Even if Shen Qingqiu ignored him and mocked him, he would feel better. But Shen Qingqiu still spoke so softly that he couldn't speak. He simply didn't know what to do.
All the 'people' were formed from the consciousness and mind of the Dream World's host. Once you attacked them, you were actually attacking your own brain. Many people didn't understand this or couldn't control their emotions and attacked the "people" who hurt them in the dream and fell into a long sleep. And if Luo Binghe fell into a long sleep, Shen Qingqiu would naturally be trapped in his dream with him.
Shen Qingqiu made a sound of "oh."
The killing power of a nightmare lay in the fact that the more agitated the trapped person was, the greater the damage to their mind. Luo Binghe's current state was extremely unstable, which was a great danger to his primordial spirit. Second, you must remember to never attack the "people" who appeared in your dream.
Letting Shizun protect you when you were weak and powerless, letting Shizun get hurt because of this … this kind of thing absolutely wouldn't happen again!
This was a dilapidated hut with only a bed, a small crooked table, a dim oil lamp on the table, and a small stool.
As expected of the protagonist!
But Luo Binghe couldn't hear him at all. He raised his right hand and a fierce attack flew out from his palm, cutting straight at the people laughing wildly in the illusion!
Luo Binghe listened to his weak voice and had the heart to slap himself to death. "But the one hurt now is Shizun!"
Luo Binghe's mind suddenly became clear. He first stared blankly at Shen Qingqiu, who couldn't stand and was kneeling on one knee. Then he looked down at his palm and there was still a trace of spiritual power circulating through his fingertips. He vaguely remembered what he had just done and his face suddenly paled.
Don't tell me … I've already become the star in the protagonist's life?!
The lights in the room dimmed. In a daze, Luo Binghe reached out to grab something. Shen Qingqiu grabbed his hand and said sternly, "Luo Binghe! Look carefully, this is not your mother, and you are no longer the child who can be humiliated and unable to fight back! "
After a while, he said in a low voice, "It's all my fault."
With Shen Qingqiu's spiritual power, he could directly return a critical hit. The two spiritual powers collided, and the strong won. Not only could it dissolve Luo Binghe's attack, but it could also reflect it back.
Calm my ass! This person is going to cut you into pieces in the future! Wake up!
He didn't notice that Luo Binghe didn't refer to himself as "disciple." Luo Binghe clenched his fists tightly and said word by word: "This kind of thing … I will never let it happen a second time."
Shen Qingqiu sternly said, "Don't attack. Even if you hit it, you'll be the one who gets hurt! "
A haggard old woman was lying on the bed. She tried her best to sit up, but she couldn't. A small figure rushed in from outside the door. The ten-year-old Luo Binghe supported the woman, the jade pendant still hanging around his neck. He said anxiously, "Mother, why are you getting up again? Didn't you say you'd be fine after resting? "
Little Luo Binghe said, "I've already finished bathing. Mother, lie down and wait for me to boil medicine for you. Eat the medicine, and when your body is better, then you can work. "
The woman repeatedly urged, "Just ask. If there's nothing left, just make some light soup or water that can fill your stomach. Don't ask the master. "Luo Binghe promised and ran out like a gust of wind. The woman lay down for a while, took out a needle and thread from under her pillow, and began to do her needlework.
Shen Qingqiu thought, not good. Caught off guard, he killed twice!
The woman said, "Now I have no appetite." Pausing, she hesitated and said, "Last time our family's young master poured that white porridge, I want to try it. I don't know if there's any left in the kitchen."
Little Luo Binghe raised his face and forced a smile. "Mother, what do you want to eat?"
This … this look!
Shen Qingqiu had mixed feelings.
In the early stages, Luo Binghe really did walk the path of a weak, cute, and gentle little white flower. Shen Qingqiu thought he had fallen into a good-natured tangle and self-reflection, so he patiently said, "It's none of your business. The demonic race's behavior is extreme and strange, and it's impossible to guard against. However, if you don't want to encounter similar things in the future, become stronger. "
Little Luo Binghe nodded vigorously. "I'll go ask mother!"
Shen Qingqiu wailed in his heart. No matter how much pain he was in, his body still very sensibly rushed forward, blocking in front of the illusion and blocking this critical hit. He was hit in the lower abdomen.
Shen Qingqiu's heart thumped.
Damn it. Originally, the belief of "becoming stronger to protect the people important to you" should have been inspired by the protagonist seeing the pitiful and delicate appearance of the female lead who was injured in order to help him. The system this … put all the female lead's scenes on me?
It hadn't been long since the three matches with the demonic race, and Shizun was injured because of me. This time, she was hit by him with his own hands!
That woman's face was ashen. She was already beyond cure and didn't have long to live. She smiled and touched Luo Binghe's head. "Binghe is so obedient."
The chaotic scenes piled up one after another. At this moment, other than these scattered images and memories, Luo Binghe couldn't see or hear anything clearly. There was only the resentment, despair, pain, helplessness, and rage of those moments. All of them exploded into a ball, churning ceaselessly in his chest and brain!
The surrounding scenery changed unpredictably. This nightmare was a large collection of the frustrations and wounds of his short life of more than ten years. Suddenly, it turned into little Luo Binghe begging the chef to give his adoptive mother a bowl of porridge, but he was mocked and ridiculed by the house's young master. Suddenly, it turned into when he first entered Qing Jing Peak, the senior brothers pushing him out and making things difficult for him. The thin figure waving a rusty axe with difficulty, carrying a bucket of water as he walked slower and slower up the long stairs. His only treasure, the jade pendant, was snatched away, never to be found again …
Luo Binghe knelt beside Shen Qingqiu and said sonorously, "I understand."
However, the terrifying thing about Dream Demons is that they are best at evoking people's most primal fear, anger, and pain, breaking down psychological defenses. If it was the Luo Binghe after using a cheat, ten thousand Dream Demons added together would be no more than a small trick in his eyes. But the current Luo Binghe, the demon bloodline in his body has not yet awakened, and he has already sunk deep into dark memories and dreams. All he could see was his helplessness.
Shen Qingqiu's cheeks streamed with tears. He's clearly just a little disciple, how could he hit such a powerful critical hit? It seems that ever since he unfroze the OOC function, not only did he not have any great achievements, but instead, in addition to blocking knives, he blocked knives and still blocked knives. He has always been a good self-sacrificing meat shield!
Following Luo Binghe's attack, the surrounding illusions were broken, and the figures and objects shattered into thousands of pieces like glass. The illusion the two people were in turned into a remote wilderness of a mountain forest. The sky was a deep blue, and the cold gold moon hung high above their heads.
Shen Qingqiu said "silly child" from the bottom of his heart, and said weakly: "… … I originally didn't want you to get hurt. If I hit back and hurt you, would there still be any meaning? "
… … What's going on. Suddenly there's a feeling of "being protected by the protagonist feels so at ease", what's going on?!
The only way to break the nightmare is to resolve the knot in the heart, so naturally the nightmare will break on its own. But Luo Binghe's fists clenched tightly, his knuckles cracking, his breathing becoming more and more unstable, his eyes abnormally red, and a faintly discernible spiritual power flowed around his body, as if his attack was constantly increasing. Shen Qingqiu felt that standing next to him was really dangerous!
Luo Binghe threw himself to Shen Qingqiu's side, supporting him, anxious and regretful: "Shizun! You, why didn't you hit back! "
This kind of protagonist's eyes is written with "firm faith", "burning fighting spirit"!
The woman coughed: "There's no use lying down … … it's better to get up and wash the clothes."
Suddenly, the scene of the alley the two people were in twisted, transforming into another scene.
His words were purely from his feelings. This is a world of immortals and monsters where the weak are prey to the strong. Becoming stronger is the only way to guarantee that you won't drift with the tide of this world and become cannon fodder!
Wait a minute, what do you understand? Can you not say half of what you want to say every time? Tell me what's behind!
In that instant, Shen Qingqiu felt as if he was kicked by an elephant's leg, his eyes going black. If this wasn't a dream, I'm afraid a mouthful of blood would have already been madly sprayed out … …
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