Luo Binghe looked at Shen Qingqiu. The latter's mind was filled with the thought that they could call it a day after the show of friendship. He was very happy and even had the mood to tease him. "The senior is asking you, young hero. Why don't you answer?"
Dream Demon cursed inwardly.
Suddenly, a voice rang out. The old voice exclaimed in surprise and said, "Brat, you can actually break through my enchantment. You're not simple."
Out of selfishness, Shen Qingqiu raised his hand and stroked Luo Binghe's head. Luo Binghe, who had a stubborn look in his eyes, was stunned. It was as if a clear spring had extinguished his faint anger.
Shen Qingqiu thought about it and said, "Actually, you don't have to worry too much about it. If you can't become stronger, I will stay by your side to protect you. "
If Luo Binghe really wanted to become that dark serpentine youth who would destroy the world in the future, it would be better for him to always be this delicate and pitiful little white flower. Shen Qingqiu didn't mind taking care of him like this for the rest of his life.
The Nightmare laughed heartily: "It's not that I don't want to tell you. It's just that this old man is truly powerless. If he couldn't even see it clearly, how could he get rid of it? If it weren't for the fact that I can't see through you, I would have killed both of you long ago. Why would I be interested in getting involved in this for so long? Do you think this old man is very idle? "
Luo Binghe said, "At that time, even I didn't believe that I could win. But Master believed in me. Not only did he give me a chance, he even encouraged me during the competition. And in the end, I did win. "
He advanced by leaps and bounds, stood above tens of thousands of people, swept through the three dimensions, and swept through everything before him. To put it simply … strong, the strongest!
Luo Binghe was shocked. He hurriedly hugged him and called out, "Shizun? Master! "
Luo Binghe shook his head. "Shizun isn't like what you said. Besides, no matter what, Shizun is still Shizun. He can treat me however he wants, but as a disciple, I can't disrespect him. "
Luo Binghe was expressionless. Seeing that he didn't answer, the Dream Demon suddenly had an ominous premonition.
The Dream Demon continued, "This old man can not only teach you how to suppress him, but I can also teach you even more."
After muttering to himself for a moment, the Dream Demon said, "This old man feels that on your body, there is something that is faintly being suppressed. Although I can't tell exactly what it is, I'm afraid it's something extraordinary. "
If the Dream Demon had a corner of his mouth, it would have long since twitched. He decided to change the subject.
Luo Binghe felt that the area on his wrist that had been twisted was neither painful nor itchy, but strangely numb. He immediately realized that his state of mind had gone overboard. He scolded himself a few times in his heart. It was really disrespectful to Shizun to think of such nonsense at this time. He quickly reorganized his thoughts and did as he was told.
Hearing the last sentence, Luo Binghe's heart skipped a beat.
Shen Qingqiu knew why he snorted. Although he had blocked an attack for Luo Binghe, this was Luo Binghe's dream. It was mainly because Luo Binghe regained control of his consciousness that the nightmare was broken. However, Shen Qingqiu was too lazy to interrupt and explain.
And it wasn't just empty talk. If Master said he could do it, then he could do it. He had already used his actions several times to prove that he would rather be heavily injured than suffer even the slightest injury.
The boss of this stage had finally appeared!
The Dream Demon only casually looked at a few fragments. He didn't understand Shen Qingqiu's character and didn't want to get too entangled on this issue. However, he was very satisfied with Luo Binghe's attitude: "This brat is a person who values friendship and righteousness."
His determination only lasted for a moment before the voice said again: "You come over. Let this old man see what kind of young hero has this kind of ability."
Shen Qingqiu hated demons the most. If he couldn't resist the temptation of this Dream Demon and entered the demonic path, how should he face him? Regardless of whether Shen Qingqiu was furious or sad, he absolutely didn't want to see it.
Although the world was big, how many people could say, 'You don't need to become strong, with me here, I naturally won't let you be bullied?'
Luo Binghe was slightly surprised: "What is it that even you can't see through it?"
The Dream Demon grinned: "My clan has many capable people. It's not impossible that there's a demon more outstanding than this old man who has sealed something in your body."
The Dream Demon said: "Don't worry. This old man only sent him into a dream within a dream and he fell into a deeper sleep. You, quickly come over! "This time, he could actually hear that the voice was coming from a dark cave in the west.
This question was asked with too much skill. Apart from the author, no one could figure out why in the end all the strange and powerful people were always crying and shouting for the protagonist to be their disciple/successor/son-in-law.
Luo Binghe's shock didn't last too long. His thoughts turned extremely quickly, and he unyieldingly said: "The demon world has done all sorts of evil and injured my shizun many times. Naturally, I absolutely cannot have anything to do with them."
That voice said: "This old man let you come over, boy, but I don't want this ordinary cultivator from Cang Qiong Mountain to also hear our conversation. Let him sleep first."
Hearing his tone turn cold, the Dream Demon was a bit angry: "What's wrong with cultivating in the demonic path? If you can cultivate in the demonic path, that thing on your body will be of great benefit to your cultivation. You'll advance by leaps and bounds! Being above tens of thousands of people is absolutely not empty talk. Given time, you'll be able to move unhindered across the Three Realms, overturn the heavens and overturn the earth, sweeping away all obstacles. It's absolutely not a problem! "
His thinking was so simple, but when it fell into other people's ears, it wasn't the same thing. Luo Binghe was already completely dumbfounded.
The Dream Demon gloomily said: "Boy, do you dare to not talk about your shizun three times? This old man guesses that your next question will be, dare I ask Senior, is there a way to remove it from my body? "
He unhurriedly said: "Senior is in such a hurry to teach me, I'm afraid it's not just because you don't want to have a successor, right?"
That voice snorted, seemingly very disdainful.
Luo Binghe couldn't wake Shen Qingqiu up, so he gently laid him flat on the ground. Turning towards the source of the voice, he said: "My shizun calls you Senior, so I naturally have to treat you with even more respect. I hope you won't make things difficult for my shizun."
Luo Binghe smiled bitterly: "Even if I asked, would Senior tell me?"
Luo Binghe supported Shen Qingqiu and didn't get up, his gaze vigilant. The Dream Demon appeared when Shen Qingqiu was injured. It could be said that the situation was very bad. He made up his mind that if the Dream Demon wanted to kill him, even if his strength was meager, he would use all his strength to delay the opponent and strive to fight for a chance of survival for Shen Qingqiu.
The Dream Demon sneered: "If you don't want to learn from me, I'm afraid I won't be able to suppress the demonic energy in your body. Right now it's hidden very deeply, it's fine if I can't see it, but this old man can feel that the seal on your body is weakening. When it breaks out of the seal one day, how will your good master, who abhors evil and upholds the Dao, treat you? "
"Brat, don't fail to appreciate kindness! This old man sees that your body is in a strange condition. If I don't want my body to disappear with my body, how many people can't even beg for it! "
Luo Binghe tentatively asked: "Senior, are you willing to tell me the method?"
Most of what he saw were the memories of the past when Shen Qingqiu and Luo Binghe interacted with each other. Those memories really did make up the majority … …
Sure enough, when Luo Binghe opened his mouth again, there was a trace of a pure and harmless smile.
Carrying the protagonist's long and stinky lines, getting a small and meager salary for a small role. This is exploiting labor!
In order to save me, Shizun blocked two attacks for me. He treats me well from the bottom of his heart.
No, in fact, most authors probably don't even know the answer to this ancient mystery.
That voice carried its own echo, lingering around the two of them. It was impossible to tell from which direction it came.
There was also one more sentence that he only silently said to himself in his heart.
This could also be sent to the wrong script! Also, do you dare to send a lunch box to work!?
Luo Binghe: "Not even one ten-thousandth of how Shizun treats me."
The Dream Demon wouldn't throw away his hundreds of years of old face and run over to deceive a poor and unblemished teenager like him. Luo Binghe said in disbelief: "Senior's meaning is that the thing on my body … … is related to the demon race?"
This hint was very explicit, and Luo Binghe understood. His heart sank: "You want me to cultivate the demon path?"
No one had ever made such a straightforward and fervent promise to him.
The Dream Demon snorted: "Pedantic! The human world's righteous path is all this hypocritical. Who cares if he's a teacher or not, respected or not. If others bully or harm me, they should be killed! He clearly knows that your cultivation isn't enough to deal with Tian Chui, but he still sent you on stage. Can't you see what his intentions are? "
Sure enough, the situation was exactly the same as when Ning Yingying was here in the original work. Apart from Luo Binghe, everyone else would be repelled by the Dream Demon. Shen Qingqiu felt a burst of headache and fell down heavily.
Very quickly, he rejected this idea.
The Dream Demon laughed mischievously: "Brat, I've seen your memories. This Shizun of yours isn't very good to you. Why don't you just let me get rid of him? I'm trying to help you. "
Shen Qingqiu coughed for a while, painfully discovering that he couldn't cough out blood in the dream. He pinched the Dream Demon's arm: "Alright. First help me up. "
The Dream Demon didn't know that he was silently criticizing him. He said: "Getting rid of me is powerless, but suppressing me isn't impossible."
Luo Binghe didn't speak.
Luo Binghe's face flushed red. He turned around and said in a clear voice: "I don't dare. Breaking the enchantment is all my Shizun's power. "
"No." Luo Binghe flatly refused.
The Dream Demon sneered: "What? Not willing? Are you in a hurry to distance yourself from the demon race? "
He thought, you don't even have a physical body anymore. You're just a parasitic shadow in someone else's dream, nothing more. If you're not free, who's free?
Bringing up Luo Binghe's most apprehensive matter, he clenched his teeth and said: "Junior is only a small mortal cultivator. Even reaching Foundation Establishment is extremely difficult and dangerous. Why must you force me to cultivate the demon path?"
However, the feeling of pampering in these words … seemed to be too much. After the initial surge of warmth subsided slightly, Luo Binghe's face quickly climbed up a burning hot feeling.
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