He came at a very bad time. It was the time for Huayue City's founding ceremony. All night long, the city was brightly lit. Dragons and lions danced on the streets, and drums shook the heavens. People squeezed each other, stalls next to stalls, and peddlers walked everywhere. Almost everyone came out of their homes.
He decisively took off Luo Binghe's coat and put on Gongyi Xiao's. Before he left, he thought about it and folded Luo Binghe's clothes, then put them on the ground …
Liu Qingge was holding the Cheng Luan sword. He turned the hilt and stabbed it into his own chest.
Red lanterns hung high in front of the wine shop. The red light was beautiful, but the wooden doors were tightly shut. Shen Qingqiu opened the door. Just as he stepped in, the two wooden doors behind him immediately slammed shut.
Suddenly, several men wearing uniforms with swords on their backs walked in. They all held their heads high and puffed out their chests. One look and you could tell they were arrogant disciples from a miscellaneous sect.
Shen Qingqiu flew and walked, day and night. Finally, he arrived at Huayue City the next night.
Shen Qingqiu tried three times to shake them off. He pushed through the crowd and continued to run forward. The first time was when he was a child, the second time was when he was a teenager. If it was the adult version, he really wouldn't be able to handle it!
Shen Qingqiu suddenly realized.
You're still coming!
The light of the fire illuminated the scene in that place. His pupils suddenly shrank into thin lines.
And it seemed like there was more than one person!
He felt that what he was holding wasn't the body of a child, but a poisonous snake. A giant snake coiled around his neck, ready to bite him and inject poison at any time!
Gongyi Xiao had just thought of grabbing a random disciple to act as a weight, but it was only a vague thought. Now that Shen Qingqiu had done it himself, he didn't need to knock out a fellow disciple. He couldn't help but sigh in relief. The two walked out side by side. He saw Shen Qingqiu gather the black robe draped over his body, and he felt a lump in his throat.
Shen Qingqiu walked slowly. From time to time, he would bump into some family's playful urchins. He brushed shoulders with laughing girls, feeling it was a pity. If he wasn't running for his life, he could have a good time in this city.
Before he could react, Gongyi Xiao had already begun to take off his outer robe. Shen Qingqiu was considering whether he should throw a critical strike at him to see if he could wake him up. Gongyi Xiao had already taken off his coat and handed it over with both hands. "Please wear this!"
Half of Shen Qingqiu's body went cold.
That voice was like that of a dying person whose lungs had been pierced. It was extremely difficult to breathe, and it was extremely painful.
Could he be a disciple of some sect? If the Lord came, it would really be a hot potato. But for some reason, Shen Qingqiu felt pity for this child when he called Shizun. He couldn't bring himself to throw him to the side of the road and continue to squat pitifully. He patted his soft little butt and said, "Shizun didn't look after you well, his conscience is very bad. Where did you get separated, remember? "
Although these faceless people were all looking at him, no, it couldn't be said to be looking, because they didn't have eyes, but their faces were all facing Shen Qingqiu, and he could indeed feel countless gazes directed at him.
Suddenly, Gongyi Xiao said, "Senior, please take it off!"
After resting for a moment, Shen Qingqiu said, "Gongyi Gongyi, you don't need to send me off anymore. Take advantage of the fact that you haven't been discovered and quickly go back. " After a pause, he added, "In seven days, go to Huayue City. You will definitely be able to find me there."
Shen Qingqiu had a myriad of thoughts. It turned out that unknowingly, he had also become a wanted person.
As one could imagine, it was like holding a loudspeaker and loudly announcing his escape route.
The child nodded and opened his mouth. His voice was soft and squeaky. "We got separated."
Shen Qingqiu thought to himself, I at most knocked out a little disciple of Huan Hua Palace. I didn't do anything else. How did Huan Hua Palace become such a bitter victim? He wanted to continue listening, but those people walked further and further away. Separated by the flow of people, he could only give up. Just as he was thinking of finding an abandoned house to rest his feet, he suddenly felt a weight on his leg. Looking down, he saw a child hugging his thigh.
Behind him, a tender voice said, "Shizun."
This was what he had taught Luo Binghe. Within the boundary of the Dream Demon, attacking the "person" in the dream was actually attacking one's own spirit.
The child wrapped his arms around his neck and pursed his lips. "With Shizun …"
From the border of Huan Hua Palace to Huayue City, they passed through the most densely populated and economically developed area in the Central Plains. This also meant that the concentration of secular cultivation sects and aristocratic families in this area was very high.
Shen Qingqiu decisively didn't look back and broke into a run!
Shen Qingqiu rubbed his head. "Whose family are you from? You got separated? "
The young Luo Binghe faintly said behind him, "Why don't you want me anymore?"
Shen Qingqiu's first reaction was to press his hand on the Xiu Ya sword, but he immediately reacted. He couldn't attack!
Since he couldn't go back and forth, he had to find another way. Shen Qingqiu looked left and right and flashed to the front of a wine shop.
The faces of those wearing masks were sinister and terrifying; those without masks were even more frightening — they had no faces!
Shen Qingqiu saw that he was cute and seemed a little familiar. He bent down and picked him up, letting him sit on his arm. "Who brought you out?"
Shen Qingqiu wasn't surprised. Dreams couldn't be judged by common sense. Behind every door, there was a possibility of where it led.
"It's no wonder that Huan Hua Palace invested so much. They're really pitiful …"
Cold sweat dripped from Shen Qingqiu's forehead. He actually didn't even realize when he entered the boundary of the enchantment. Although, people don't remember when and how a "dream" started. But he was running away. He couldn't be so careless as to fall asleep on the side of the road, right?
Even more unfortunately, when he arrived, the moon was covered by dark clouds.
He couldn't help but feel sad. Shen Qingqiu was the revered head of a peak. Being trapped and humiliated was already helpless, but now he had to rely on the clothes of the person who humiliated him to cover his body. It really made one's heart ache and feel sorry!
The cultivators of this world attached great importance to air defense. Just like in Jinlan City, they would usually set up an air defense enchantment above their own territory. If an immortal sword or artifact flew past at a speed exceeding the limit, it would undoubtedly be discovered and the sect's superiors would be notified.
The child slowly raised his face. His face was pale as if he was malnourished, but his eyes were big and bright. He stared straight at him, hugging his thigh and refusing to let go.
Shen Qingqiu: "…"
But this long street seemed to have no end and couldn't be walked to the end. After the stalls on both sides of the road, the playful faceless urchins and the demon-masked girls appeared for the second time, Shen Qingqiu finally confirmed that this street in the dream was circular. There was no way forward at all!
Gongyi Xiao said: "Since that's the case, I won't send you off. Although Senior plans to deal with the future, please be careful this time. Senior, please rest assured about the joint trial of the four sects in a month. As you said, the innocent will be innocent, and the sect leaders will definitely clear your grievances. "
The fourteen-year-old Luo Binghe firmly grasped his wrist. Besides the perennial bruises on his face, it was overflowing with melancholy. That pair of pitch-black eyes stared straight at him, close at hand.
The room was dark, and there was a cold wind blowing past. It didn't seem like he was in a wine shop, but more like he had entered a cave.
The leader scolded: "The four sects jointly issued a bounty, how could it be fake? Didn't you see how many sects have sent people to surround him? Keep an eye on him. You also saw Huan Hua Palace's bounty, don't you want it? "
The child giggled in his ear: "I remember. Shizun personally slapped me down with one palm, how could I not remember? "
Shen Qingqiu pretended not to see all of them and rushed forward, slapping away anyone who blocked his way. Suddenly, a hand intercepted the wind from his palm. He turned his head to look. Although this hand was slender, it was terrifyingly powerful, like an iron hoop.
Without the support of the sun and moon, the chances of failure would greatly increase. Shen Qingqiu felt that it was unbearable and decided to wait for a while. One day at most. If the fog still didn't disperse within a day, then he couldn't care so much. A higher chance of failure was better than crying while hugging an overripe Sun and Moon Dew Flower Herb. When the time came, it would taste like pesticide when stir-frying vegetables and wine.
Shen Qingqiu snapped his fingers, and a flame flew out from his fingertips, shooting towards the place where the movement came from.
Leaving the water dungeon, he didn't feel that it was difficult at first, but the further he went, the more he felt that Huan Hua Palace's maze was indeed terrifying. One hole after another, one at a time, nine twists in three steps, making people dizzy. Gongyi Xiao's back was clearly in front of him, but he almost lost him several times. If it weren't for Gongyi Xiao's knowledge of the water dungeon's manpower distribution and schedule, he probably would have bumped into several teams of patrolling disciples.
Speaking of which, it was strange. The more a disciple of a small and miscellaneous sect, the more afraid they were that others didn't know they were cultivators. They wished they could embroider a big character on their clothes. Shen Qingqiu naturally turned around, grabbed a ghost mask from the side, and put it on his face. He walked confidently towards them. In the ceremony, six out of ten wanderers were wearing masks, so he wasn't afraid of being conspicuous.
He suddenly threw the person in his hand away and turned around with goosebumps on his back. In an instant, all the hairs on his body stood on end.
Shen Qingqiu saw the flicker in his eyes. It seemed to be sympathy, but also grief and indignation. He could only remain expressionless and unchanging.
After an hour, the two finally circled around the underground water dungeon. They walked for a few li without stopping and entered the White Dew Forest. They were about to leave Huan Hua Palace's territory, but the water dungeon's alarm hadn't sounded yet. In other words, no one had discovered that the prisoner had escaped. Luo Binghe had ordered that no one but him be allowed to spy on the water dungeon, which greatly aided Shen Qingqiu's escape.
What?!
Those wearing masks and those not wearing masks all seemed to freeze in an instant, holding their breaths as they looked at him.
He heard one of the men say, "Senior brother, will that Xiu Ya sword really be waiting in this city for someone to catch it?"
This voice had been incomparably soft and cute in his ears, but now it had an indescribable sense of awe.
At this time, a strange sound floated in his ears.
Shen Qingqiu couldn't help but laugh. First, his dark history was set in stone and couldn't be washed away. Second, the joint trial of the four sects in a month had nothing to do with him. Hahahaha … He cupped his hands in a carefree gesture. "See you later."
Everyone on the street was looking at him.
Oh, so that's what it meant. Although Luo Binghe's clothes were black, the clothes were like the man. It was as low-key and luxurious as the main character himself, but it was still too conspicuous on his body. Changing to a white robe with a higher chance of clashing clothes would be more advantageous for escape, right? She was too thoughtful.
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