Qiu Qingge never gave face when he spoke: "Don't get in the way."
F * ck, acting up at such a critical moment, are you playing with me?!
Because this profession was too anti-human, it aroused the monstrous anger of the cultivators of the human world. They launched an extermination of the sowers, and even many nameless heroes risked being corrupted and perished together with them. In less than ten years, the sowers were almost extinct, and it was rare to see them in the demon world. It was normal for young disciples and ordinary cultivators not to have heard of them. When Shen Qingqiu had nothing to do, he would read the messy old books on Qing Jing Peak as if they were strange novels, so he was very clear about them.
Shen Qingqiu stiffened his neck and slowly turned his head.
Luo Binghe slowly approached and whispered: "It really is Shizun."
Why rush for quick results! Bing-ge, there is no guarantee of leveling up too fast!
Why was it brought forward by two years!
Last year. In just one year, he kicked Gongyi Xiao down from his position as a confidant. It seemed that Luo Binghe's annexation of Huan Hua Palace was not only earlier than the original timeline, but also more efficient. Gongyi Xiao was indeed a cannon fodder who was constantly kicked down from first place by the male protagonist!
What was even more frightening was that the expression on his face was not as cold as frost, not with a hidden knife in his smile, but a kind of softness and amiability that could melt people's bones.
Are you kidding me, youngsters, don't rush to be someone's bodyguard. Does the one behind you need your protection?! It's good enough that he doesn't come to harm people. The one who really needs protection is me, it's me!
Mu Qingfang whispered: "Inexplicable."
Luo Binghe's complexion was very pale, making the red spots on his wrists particularly eye-catching. He subconsciously blurted out: "You're infected?"
This kind of weird eating habit was very disgusting. But of course, Luo Binghe belonged to the ancient demon line, which was the most elegant and traditional bloodline of the demon race. It was equivalent to the ancient nobility of the demon world. In all aspects, it was not comparable to ordinary demon citizens, so it was not fated with this kind of strange taste. Otherwise, no matter how handsome and heaven-defying Luo Binghe was, the girls might not be able to withstand such a strange setting that challenged their worldview both physically and mentally. Think about it, kissing him would be so stifling!
Shen Qingqiu went to the underground warehouse and explained the series of changes just now to the others. Let's not talk about the matter of him being infected for now.
Shen Qingqiu said, "Since he was saved by you, why didn't he return to Cang Qiong Mountain?"
Shen Qingqiu was stuck at the top of the stairs, unable to go up or down. A layer of goosebumps rose on his back.
Behind him, a seemingly gentle voice sounded, "Master?"
Shen Qingqiu really didn't want to waste his life in this strange atmosphere. Since the sower was killed by the Huan Hua Palace, the right to dispose of the corpse was also theirs. Shen Qingqiu said, "Since that's the case, can I borrow this corpse for a look? Maybe Junior Brother Mu will discover something, and we can develop a prescription to resist the epidemic as soon as possible. "
Shen Qingqiu abruptly stood up from the table. "Liu-shidi? I've been waiting for you in the middle of the night. Come in quickly! "
Gongyi Xiao looked at Shen Qingqiu's expression and felt very embarrassed. He turned his head and reprimanded in a low voice: "All of you shut up."
It was a pity that his highly established judgment, which he had made entirely on his own, was not taken seriously. Qin Wanyue politely said, "So Senior also knows about the evil sower. Senior Brother Luo has long guessed it. Just now, he already informed us in detail about the relevant matters." After she finished speaking, she followed the surrounding Huan Hua Palace disciples and looked up at Luo Binghe with admiration and longing, as if his face was shining with golden light.
Mu Qingfang said, "Senior Brother Shen, did you take your medicine on time today?"
Damn, don't be like this, it's so scary!
Shen Qingqiu's heart was stuffed like a great river. The positive prestige that he had painstakingly built up over the years couldn't withstand Luo Binghe's blackening.
Due to geographical and racial reasons, many creatures in the Demon Realm, including some demons with slightly heavier tastes, had relatively strange physiological needs. To be specific, they liked to eat rotten things. The more rotten and smelly, the better. Crawling with maggots was even more delicious and nutritious.
Shen Qingqiu inadvertently glanced back and saw Luo Binghe looking in his direction.
Mu Qingfang said, "That's fine. The earlier we finish dealing with the remaining sowers, the less people will be plunged into misery and suffering. I should also go see those patients. "
I clearly took my medicine on time this month! I also asked Liu Juju to help me open up my spiritual meridians on time! Why did it inexplicably flare up? It was like a bolt from the blue!
Wait for what? Wait for Luo Binghe to come knocking on my door? Shen Qingqiu suddenly stood up. "I'll go with you."
Shen Qingqiu already had a guess as to what was popular in the city. He dared to use his youth and pain in the ass from those years of reading more than 20 million words to guarantee: First, for Luo Binghe, a Heavenly Demon hybrid, this thing was probably as painless as normal saline or glucose, and could even be healthy!
Any living non-demon creature that they touched and deliberately sowed would have their limbs fester in a short period of time. The Demon Realm once had this kind of manor big pot rice: The manor owner would capture hundreds of living people at once, lock them in one place like livestock, and let the sowers in. In less than seven days, when they were almost rotten, the door could be opened. You could choose to let the people out to eat, or walk in yourself to eat.
He simply couldn't find a reason to justify himself!
Such a selfless and considerate appearance, for a moment, Shen Qingqiu almost thought that the person in front of him was still the little sheep that loved to eat grass and was nestled under his knees, bleating.
No wonder the Huan Hua Palace disciples were hostile to him just now. Luo Binghe's performance was the standard of a little white flower that had been ravaged and silently endured. It was easy for people to guess, why didn't he want to go back? Maybe it was Cang Qiong Mountain Sect, especially Shen Qingqiu, who had wronged him. The details of the Immortal Alliance Conference's misrepresentation of his death must have some unspeakable secret.
It was just a simple action, but now that he did it, he felt like the head on his neck weighed thousands of pounds. Luo Binghe's perfect face, at this time, was more terrifying than anything else in his eyes.
Unfortunately, the Huan Hua Palace disciples were really good at breaking his cold water. They said eccentrically, "This is great, Brother Luo has been infected with this plague. Senior Shen must be very happy in his heart, right?"
Shen Qingqiu couldn't stand the mourning atmosphere of Huan Hua Palace anymore. Of course, what he couldn't stand even more was the feeling of silently looking at Luo Binghe, as if waiting for the other to speak first.
Gongyi Xiao said, "It's Sister Qin. Last year, she rescued Brother Luo from a coma at the Luo River."
His voice was light as a feather, but every word that came out of his lips and teeth was like the sound of his footsteps on the attic. It made Shen Qingqiu's heart follow suit and play a bungee jumping and ice bucket challenge.
As an elder who had been famous for many years, he couldn't possibly entangle himself with a young man who had been brainwashed by the male lead. Shen Qingqiu's face was indifferent as he lowered his hand. His sleeve naturally covered the red spots that had grown on the back of his hand after touching the fake old lady.
Shen Qingqiu grabbed him. "I only want to ask you, when and how did Luo Binghe go to your Huan Hua Palace?"
Shen Qingqiu was silent. Gongyi Xiao thought he was sad and disappointed. His beloved disciple hadn't died, but he would rather linger outside than go back to see him. It was truly a tragedy. He comforted him. "Senior Shen, you don't have to worry too much. Maybe Brother Luo just has some knot in his heart that hasn't been untied yet. Before, he never left Huan Hua Palace's sphere of influence. This time, when he learned that Cang Qiong Mountain Sect's Senior Shen and his party were participating in the rescue, he took the initiative to come. However, Junior Brothers and Sisters … cough, on this matter, they had some misunderstanding with Senior. I hope you won't bother with them. "
After saying this, Gongyi Xiao recalled the encounter in the Bailu Forest, the matter of Shen Qingqiu accidentally spilling the beans, and the loving look in his eyes when he looked at the monster. Shen Qingqiu thought, You and I are both destined to lose to the male lead's unbreakable golden body, so we can understand and sympathize with each other's situation. So both sides were moved. Just as their minds were rejoicing, the Huan Hua Palace party behind them also followed.
Shen Qingqiu had the urge to turn around and rush down the stairs, rush out of Jinlan City, rush out of this damned world, but his first step back was blocked by Gongyi Xiao. He even asked, "Senior Shen? Why did you suddenly retreat? "
Is this the meaning of "Shen Qingqiu is unlucky, and the male lead is very happy"?!
At this time, the system suddenly sent a prompt: 【Protagonist's coolness + 100】
Luo Binghe glanced at him and shook his head. "Just a small injury. It's good that everyone is okay. "
Mu Qingfang: "Senior brother, please speak."
Shen Qingqiu's hair stood on end when he heard him call him Shizun. He finally deeply understood the original author's feelings when facing someone like Luo Binghe, who hid a knife in his smile. He pulled out his sleeves and left. Outside the abandoned building, Shen Qingqiu was still in a state of destructive shock. He walked dizzily, and the soles of his feet were crooked. Gongyi Xiao caught up and saw Shen Qingqiu's pale face and absent-minded expression. He said apprehensively, "Senior Shen, I'm very sorry. In fact, I always knew about Senior Brother Luo's situation in Huan Hua Palace, but my master ordered me to strictly keep it a secret and not spread it. Violators will be expelled from Huan Hua Palace, so I can't tell you the truth. "
The more tender Luo Binghe's smile was, the more his opponent's soul would be destroyed. This was no joke.
Shen Qingqiu discovered that these disciples' attitudes were very wrong.
After an unknown amount of time, someone knocked on the door twice. It was neither light nor heavy.
After a long while, he squeezed out a sentence from his throat. "… What the hell is going on?"
After Liu and Mu left the cellar, Wu Chen said thoughtfully, "Master Shen, don't you think it's strange? The demon world has been silent for a long time, but in recent years, it seems to be making a comeback. At the last Immortal Alliance Conference, many rare demons came back into the world. And this time, Jinlan City has seen sowers that have been extinct for hundreds of years. This old monk is worried that … I'm afraid this is not a good sign. "
Gongyi Xiao was slightly startled. "Although I don't know what happened in Jue Di Gorge, I believe that Senior is not someone who would harm a disciple."
Luo Binghe looked at Shen Qingqiu and smiled slightly. "Everything I know was taught by Shizun."
Mu Qingfang said again, "Senior brother Shen, don't try to be brave. Senior brother Liu is doing this for your own good. During the attack, you have to run around and use your energy, and the damage is great. You stay here and rest, I'll go make medicine. When Senior brother Liu comes back, I'll help you open up your spirit veins. "
The two sides stood in a deadlock for a while. Suddenly, a beautiful girl in a light yellow robe walked out and said with tears in her eyes, "You guys are still in the mood to be like this. Senior brother Luo, he … Senior brother Luo, he was harmed by that scoundrel, can't you think of a way first!"
The guillotine was already on his neck. He had to go up even if he didn't want to!
Shen Qingqiu steadied himself and braced himself. His right hand pinched the ribs of his fan, the blue veins faintly protruding. His left hand flung the hem of his blue robe, and he took a step forward, finally setting foot on the second floor.
Shen Qingqiu felt that in the short time it took for a stick of incense to burn after reuniting with Luo Binghe, his heart had become a lot weaker, often like a small boat caught in a stormy sea and stormy storm. For example, right now, although Luo Binghe was not standing close to him and maintained a decent smile on his face, those pair of dark eyes were cold and penetrating, making Shen Qingqiu's heart go cold.
The most frightening part was that its entire body was scarlet red, as if it had been thrown into boiling water from head to toe and cooked to the core, but its body was intact, not cooked to mush.
Second, if Luo Binghe was dragged down by others or injured while trying to save someone, there was no need to think about it. That was definitely his plan! Didn't he know what was the fastest way to increase one's image and favorability?
Back when Luo Binghe participated in the Immortal Alliance Conference, he was still on the same level as him. But now, Shen Qingqiu had to raise his head slightly to be able to look him in the eye. Just from the aura alone, Shen Qingqiu was much lower!
Luo Binghe nodded and said, "I will listen to Shizun. Afterwards, this disciple will deliver the corpse. "
Shen Qingqiu laughed dryly and was about to follow Liu Qingge out of the cellar when suddenly, without warning, the sound of his heartbeat seemed to suddenly amplify several hundred times, and his movements also became sluggish.
Shen Qingqiu felt the same way. "What Grandmaster is worried about is also what I can't rest assured about. And these sowers are obviously stronger versions. I didn't know that the sowers from a hundred years ago had this kind of physique. The rules state that infected people can't exceed a certain distance from them, or else they will quickly turn into white bones. "
Could it be that right now, Luo Binghe should be cutting his way through thistles and thorns in hell, refining his sword and farming monsters?
He narrowed his eyes and said, "Shizun, how are you."
Scram!
… You really don't know how to look at the occasion, the time, and the expression when you speak, Gongyi gongzi!
Bing-ge, what's wrong with you now — two cannon fodder hugging each other to warm each other up, how did that offend you?
Great Master Wu Chen said Amitabha again. "Thanks to the fellow daoists of Cang Qiong Mountain, there has finally been progress."
Everyone's reaction wasn't big. Originally, among the three people, Great Master Wu Chen was from Zhao Hua Temple and didn't know who Luo Binghe was. Mu Qingfang rarely cared about anything other than medicine and pharmacology. Only Liu Qingge frowned and said in surprise, "That disciple of yours? Didn't he die at the hands of the demons at the Immortal Alliance Conference? "
Friendship is priceless, and friendship is the highest. Soldiers are trained for a thousand days to be used in a single moment. Liu Daren, you must protect me!
But where did so many rotten things come from?
Didn't they say they would only make a comeback after five years?
Shen Qingqiu began to seriously consider when and where he had offended the entire Huan Hua Palace.
Just as he arrived at the entrance of the Golden Weapon Shop, he heard the noise inside almost lifting the roof. This was all Liu Qingge's doing. He was in charge of hard labor, and after splitting up, he went out to catch experimental subjects for Mu Qingfang. Everyone in the city was in a state of panic, and no one was willing to cooperate. At this time, they couldn't care too much and could only use force to solve the problem. What's more, Liu Qingge wasn't a patient or reasonable person at all. His style was very much in line with Bai Zhan Peak's tradition. He went straight out and caught people on sight. He casually caught more than ten burly men and tied them to the forging table at the back of the hall. That place had now become Mu Qingfang's research laboratory. A group of grown men, cursing and crying, unexpectedly not losing to women.
Shen Qingqiu said, "It's the sower."
Shen Qingqiu didn't answer. His right hand tried to throw out a spiritual attack, but a weak stream of spiritual energy intermittently leaped through, not causing a single spark.
Shen Qingqiu looked at the young man who should have been familiar yet seemed like a stranger. His limbs stiffened and his throat felt dry.
Everyone restrained themselves. Those who had drawn their swords reluctantly sheathed them, but their hostility towards Shen Qingqiu didn't decrease by much.
But thinking about it again, this wasn't actually evil at all. Because he wasn't the least bit wronged. He really did kick them into the endless abyss, that's right!
Luo Binghe stood at the door of the room, boundless darkness behind him. He stood with his hands behind his back, the corners of his lips slightly raised, but his eyes seemed to contain a thousand feet of cold water.
Shen Qingqiu didn't know how to start. After a moment of hesitation, he said, "Luo Binghe is back."
Luo Binghe smiled slightly, seemingly not intending to answer. On the contrary, a group of Huan Hua Palace disciples behind him rushed forward to block the way.
Great Master, you are the master of Bai Zhan Peak, one man holding the pass against ten thousand! How can you get in the way if you bring me along!
Gongyi Xiao paid attention to Shen Qingqiu's expression and said cautiously, "After being treated and waking up, Senior Apprentice Brother Luo seemed unwilling to mention the past. When he said goodbye, he also revealed … that he wouldn't return to Cang Qiong Mountain Sect. He hoped that Huan Hua Palace could keep his whereabouts a secret. It seemed that he planned to wander the world. My master was very fond of Senior Apprentice Brother Luo and strongly urged him to stay. Although he didn't address him as master and disciple, he treated him the same as a direct disciple. "
Sower was a kind of occupation of the demon race. Generally speaking, Shen Qingqiu understood it as the demon world's farmers, farm owners, or feed wholesalers.
… … What was frightening was that Shen Qingqiu really felt that his face had a soft glow!
Sure enough.
Shen Qingqiu said, "What about you? Why didn't you misunderstand? "
The door of the room was suddenly flung open.
So that's how it was.
Liu Qingge put his hand on the hilt of his sword and stood up. Shen Qingqiu knew that he was a man of action. If he said he was going to leave, he was going to find another sower. He hurriedly said, "Wait! I still have one more thing to say. "
No wonder. No wonder the leader this time wasn't Gongyi Xiao. If it was in the past, when the most valued disciple spoke, how would these fellow disciples dare to put on airs? But now, with Luo Binghe, who had blackened and brainwashed skills, he was the absolute center. Even in ten thousand years, it wouldn't be someone else's turn to be the leader.
In his early years, Shen Qingqiu could be considered a grandmaster who had swept through the north and south of the Yangtze River. Not to mention the juniors of other sects, even if they met as peers, there were very few who didn't deliberately greet him respectfully. However, these Huan Hua Palace disciples seemed to be full of hostility towards him. All of their eyes were unkind, and some had already drawn their weapons. Coupled with Luo Binghe's calm and composed standing there, a group of upright youths looked like a group of henchmen ready to immediately swarm forward to fight for their boss, or demon lackeys ready to commit murder and arson at any time … …
Moreover, Luo Binghe was originally supposed to stay at the bottom of the Endless Abyss for another two years, but he was unexpectedly released early. How could this be a f * cking good omen!
This was the role of the sower.
He braced himself and prepared to get down to business. Looking steadily forward, he walked to the side of the fake old lady's corpse and pulled out the Xiu Ya sword. With a few slashes, he cut the black cloth into pieces, revealing the body underneath.
Fortunately, Shen Qingqiu had been acting cool for many years and had rich experience. No matter how perilous the situation was, at least his calm and composed expression was already on his face.
It appeared! Could this be the legendary protagonist's intelligence halo: "No matter what the male protagonist says, others will feel that his words absolutely crush their own intelligence and experience"?!
Gongyi Xiao saw that the atmosphere wasn't right and inserted himself in the middle, reprimanding in a low voice: "Put away your sword, what a scandal!"
As soon as he said this, Shen Qingqiu remembered the set of shiny silver surgical instruments that Mu Qingfang always carried with him. Knives and needles were all laid out in a row, like a forensic autopsy scene. There were also thousands of bottles and jars with different labels in the infinite space. The words and instructions on the labels were just like the taste and effects of the things in the bottles and jars, causing one's expression to change and fear to the sight. Shen Qingqiu reckoned that the group of big men next to the forging table would really flip the roof over.
Qiu Qingge checked his pulse, paused for a moment, and firmly pressed him back down: "Sit and wait."
After Great Master Wu Chen was infected, his internal energy was greatly damaged and his energy was greatly consumed. Not long after sitting and talking, he grew tired. Shen Qingqiu helped him lie down and quietly left the cellar. Wu Chen hid in the cellar because he couldn't see the light and wind, but Shen Qingqiu's room was on the second floor of the weapons shop. Qiu Qingge hadn't returned yet, and he couldn't sleep even if he wanted to, so he sat at the table in a daze. One moment he thought of the little sheep Luo Binghe who used to follow behind him and call him Shizun all day long. The next moment he thought of the black lotus Luo Binghe who made people feel uncomfortable from head to toe. He wished he could pull out all his hair.
This "person" looked ordinary, and he couldn't tell if it was male or female. But that wasn't the point.
Luo Binghe's brainwashing skills weren't just for show. Looking at how everyone just followed his lead, he knew what Luo Binghe's current position in Huan Hua Palace was like.
The last sentence was the most important, and Shen Qingqiu deliberately emphasized it.
But Shen Qingqiu almost had a concussion, and he still couldn't understand. When did Luo Binghe sneak into Huan Hua Palace? According to the progress of the original work, it was at least two years later!
Shen Qingqiu stood up three times, but was pushed back down by Qiu Qingge. Mu Qingfang's tone was like educating a brat, so he could only helplessly say: "That's fine. Liu-shidi, listen to me. The sower's skin is scarlet, and it's extremely infectious. If you meet a suspicious target, don't rush forward. Attack from a distance. When you come back, you must come to my room. I have something very important to discuss with you. "
The disciple with half a face and a small pockmarked face was reprimanded. He resentfully shut his mouth, but his face was still unconvinced. Qin Wanyue mournfully said: "It's all our fault. If it weren't for protecting us, Luo shixiong, you wouldn't have … "
Qiu Qingge sensed something was wrong and immediately asked: "What's wrong?"
A disciple of the A Faction went to the B Faction, and the B Faction, from the top to the bottom, all cried and shouted for him to stay. Moreover, they hid it from the other sects — such an unscientific and unreasonable thing. But this kind of thing, under the illumination of the male lead's halo, was completely logical!
As soon as he stood up, he was about to run away in tears.
Shen Qingqiu found it more and more difficult to explain: "… I didn't die. I came back alive. It's a long story. "He stepped forward and said:" You and I should go patrol the city first. We'll talk about this in detail when we come back. "
Shen Qingqiu said: "I'm afraid it's not that simple. The infected cannot infect each other, and according to the ancient records of Qing Jing Peak, the sower's largest sowing range was only about three hundred people. If it's an entire city with such a large area of infection, there must be more than one sower. "
Shen Qingqiu really wanted to look up to the sky and shout: "I haven't given up on the treatment!!!"
Shen Qingqiu then noticed that there was a human figure in the corner. It was the fake old lady from before. He looked at Luo Binghe again and saw that the latter's sleeve seemed to have been cut off by the sword energy, revealing a small part of his wrist.
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