Chapter 83 Extra: The Ultimate Showdown Between Ice Girl and Ice Brother 2

The next morning, Luo Binghe was the first to open his eyes.

His pale face regained some color, and he looked much better than last night. Shen Qingqiu, on the other hand, was lively and energetic before going to bed the night before, and when she woke up this morning, she was still holding him, half-asleep and looking slightly tired.

Shen Qingqiu really did send him spiritual energy all night long, and didn't stop until he drifted off to sleep.

Luo Binghe slowly fluttered his eyelashes, staring at him with a complicated look for a while, before reaching out to move Shen Qingqiu's arm.

This movement startled Shen Qingqiu awake. Luo Binghe took the opportunity to get up and get out of bed.

Shen Qingqiu was very puzzled.

In the past, I couldn't even kick him properly, but this morning he seemed to be more conscious of his actions?

He pressed his brow and said, "Why are you up so early? To cook? Don't bother today."

Seeing that Luo Binghe was only wearing a thin undergarment, the collar slightly open, although the crisscrossing wounds had healed, leaving only faint marks, and would probably be completely healed by today, a large part of his chest was exposed to the wind. He couldn't wear the outer robe from last night, so he reminded her, "Your old clothes are still in the side room. Yingying and the others haven't touched them."

Luo Binghe walked around a screen and went to a side room.

A small, spotless space came into view, complete with a table, chairs, bed, and cabinets made of green bamboo. Beside the bed was a small table with books and writing brushes neatly arranged. Opening the cabinet door revealed neatly folded white robes. Above them hung various pieces of fine jade pendants.

While Luo Binghe was in the side room, Shen Qingqiu slowly sat up from the bed. He searched for his boots with his eyes while rubbing his temples.

I slept terribly last night, it was so freaking up!

I keep dreaming! Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming!

I even dreamed about my embarrassing past, like going to Twin Lakes to fight the Skinner! And there was even a dream within a dream!

The Immortal Alliance Conference, Jinlan City, Huayue City, and the Sacred Mausoleum all went by in a flash, with those who got beaten up, vomited blood, and were covered in weeds... [Manual goodbye]

So many dreams crammed together in one night, my head is about to explode!

It was definitely because he was channeling spiritual energy into Luo Binghe while he was asleep. If his consciousness became unstable, everyone sleeping nearby would suffer.

At this moment, Luo Binghe, dressed, came out from the side room. Shen Qingqiu hadn't found his boots yet, so he stopped looking, beckoned to Luo Binghe, and pulled him down onto the bed.

He tugged at it, but it wouldn't budge. Luo Binghe raised an eyebrow and asked, "What are you doing?"

Shen Qingqiu pulled a hair tie and a wooden comb from under her pillow and said, "What do you want to do?"

Luo Binghe then obediently sat down in front of him, looking around the bamboo hut. Shen Qingqiu casually asked while combing his hair, "What are you looking at?"

Luo Binghe's gaze remained sharp and calm, but his voice softened as he said, "Every time I've returned to Qingjing Peak over the years, I've been in a rush and haven't had time to take a proper look around."

Shen Qingqiu held the hairband in her mouth for a while, then secretly and mischievously braided it into a small braid, saying, "You can look at it to your heart's content these days. Afterwards, I'll go to Hundred Battles Peak and put in a good word for Liu Qingge to keep an eye on them. There's absolutely no reason for the disciples of Qingjing Peak to be chased and beaten by Hundred Battles Peak."

Luo Binghe paused for a moment, then slowly turned around, smiled at him, and sweetly called out, "Master?"

"Um?"

"Master."

"Um."

He seemed to have never tried such a novel way of calling out before, calling out several times in a row, each time receiving a response. He became more and more addicted to it, until Shen Qingqiu couldn't help but pick up her folding fan and slap him on the back of the head: "What are you yelling for? Once is enough. Speak properly."

Luo Binghe was hit on the back of the head, his face darkened, but he quickly regained his composure, smiled enigmatically, and looked away, saying, "Did Master not sleep well last night?"

Can I sleep well while holding you?

Shen Qingqiu said calmly, "It was just a dream about a bunch of old stories."

Luo Binghe said, "Then how about next time I sleep while holding Master?"

He could spout such words effortlessly. Shen Qingqiu, having accomplished her mission, patted his head and pushed him off the bed: "Go away. Go away."

Shen Qingqiu did as he was told and went to visit Baizhan Peak.

He knew the place like the back of his hand, and didn't even need to send a formal invitation. He drank a couple of mouthfuls of the congee that Ming Fan brought him, straightened his clothes, and drifted away. Luo Binghe was pressed into the bamboo hut by him and given the instruction to "obediently wait for his master to return," so how could he possibly be willing to wait obediently?

As soon as the door opened, a petite orange figure leaped in. Luo Binghe looked closely and said, "Yingying."

To everyone's surprise, Ning Yingying shuddered and exclaimed in shock, "A'Luo, what's wrong with you! Did you hurt your brain?! Why are you calling me that!"

Luo Binghe: "..."

Ning Yingying's face was still filled with horror: "Why don't you call me Senior Sister Ning?!"

Luo Binghe: "...Senior Sister Ning."

That "Senior Sister" was uttered through gritted teeth. Ning Yingying, however, breathed a sigh of relief and patted her chest, saying, "That's more like it. Changing your address so suddenly isn't like you. Although Master dotes on you, you still need to be mindful of seniority and respect for elders. That's how you live up to your status as a disciple of Qingjing Peak."

Luo Binghe's forehead veins throbbed as he listened, and he lost his patience, interrupting her: "I have something to ask you."

Ning Yingying immediately showed a knowing expression.

With a wave of her hand, she solemnly handed the whisk and broom to Luo Binghe.

She said, "My senior knows. Here you go."

Luo Binghe: "..."

Ning Yingying said sincerely, "A Luo, please don't mind. I know you always want to clean and tidy up Master's bamboo house by yourself. But you and Master have been gone for so many days, so Senior Brother and I had to take over for you. However, now that you're back, we'll hand it back to you. Senior Sister won't take the job from you. Senior Sister understands that."

...

You know nothing!

Luo Binghe turned around and went to Xian Shu Peak.

Liu Mingyan, her face veiled by a white veil, bowed politely and said, "Senior Brother Luo."

In the past, Shen Qingqiu often asked Luo Binghe to do these errands and odd jobs. He could often be seen on Xian Shu Peak, coming from time to time to deliver a message, hand out a note, ask someone for help, or borrow something.

Before Luo Binghe could speak, Liu Mingyan nodded to him and said, "Senior Brother Luo, are you here on the orders of Senior Uncle Shen to invite Master? Please wait here for a moment. I will return after settling these fellow Daoists from Tianyi Temple."

The three fellow Daoists she mentioned were none other than three beautiful Daoist nuns.

A shapely figure, clad in a light blue Taoist robe, was circling around her. Six watery eyes were fixed on Luo Binghe, sometimes whispering in her ear, sometimes stomping their feet and whining, their cheeks flushed red, like three bright blue flowers circling a graceful lotus, trembling in the wind, giggling and playfully teasing each other, before following her out.

Luo Binghe then waited patiently for Liu Mingyan to return, as instructed.

After standing there for a short while, I suddenly noticed a pile of messy rolls on the desk, with a corner of one book sticking out. It was clearly something that had been hastily put down.

Liu Mingyan actually had something to hide.

He casually pulled out the hidden booklet, glanced at it briefly, and thought the cover was gaudy and the three characters of the title were twisted more and more exaggeratedly. He frowned, saw that it was signed "Liu Su Mian Hua", smiled slightly, and opened it.

...

...

When Shen Qingqiu returned from Baizhan Peak, Luo Binghe was already waiting for him in the bamboo house.

As soon as I entered, I felt two burning, scalding gazes sweeping over me.

Shen Qingqiu: "..."

=口= Why am I suddenly a little afraid to close the door?!

Luo Binghe leaned back on the bed and smiled, "What's wrong? Why isn't Shizun coming over?"

Her tone was still soft and slightly aggrieved, but her eyes betrayed a different story.

He was scrutinizing Shen Qingqiu from head to toe with a gaze that seemed to have never seen him before, as if he wanted to peel off a layer of skin from his skin with his eyes.

Shen Qingqiu was a man of good appearance, with broad and thin shoulders, a slender waist and long legs. Underneath the blue uniform of Qingjing Peak, he had a certain charm.

Yes. It's about grace and poise.

Shen Qingqiu closed the bamboo hut door behind him, but before he could get within five steps of him, he felt someone pull him and he fell directly into Luo Binghe's arms, his waist tightening around him.

Luo Binghe slid down to his waist and kneaded it intermittently.

Hand. Hand. Thank you! Hand! Your hand!

Shen Qingqiu reached back to grab Luo Binghe's hand, but Luo Binghe twisted it, and somehow Shen Qingqiu was pinned to Luo Binghe's lap, his legs spread wide, completely locked in place. The next moment, Luo Binghe pressed down on his neck, and Shen Qingqiu's lips were captured in his mouth again.

I'm too scared to move. Holy crap, this position is just too dangerous!

In fact, the two had already crossed the line, but last time it was a special case, and with disaster looming, they couldn't care less about being shy or reserved. During the nearly half a month they spent in the Demon Realm, Luo Binghe was quite close to him, but whether out of shyness or something else, they never did anything out of line.

The time, the place, and the situation are completely different now.

The sun hasn't even set yet. Is it really okay to indulge in debauchery in broad daylight?

I guess the child got too cooped up. _(:з)∠)_

Shen Qingqiu was not used to being so close to someone when they were awake, but Luo Binghe was a fragile porcelain doll that could not be broken, so he responded by opening his mouth slightly.

Strangely enough, Shen Qingqiu's body, which he had used for so long, felt like this: from head to toe, it was completely rigid, with no part that couldn't be touched, and poking anywhere didn't make him itch, nor did it seem to have any sensitive spots. But now, being gently and irregularly pinched by Luo Binghe, he felt unbearably itchy.

Why are you so skilled? Why?

He's clearly a virgin! Why?

Did you learn it all on your own in one go? Why?

This is unfair. I want to protest, I want to shout!

Luo Binghe bit his lips lightly and heavily, his tongue teasing inside his mouth. Shen Qingqiu couldn't keep up and started to breathe slightly, but as soon as he turned his head away, he was turned back and kissed even deeper. Gasping for breath, he frowned and closed his eyes, naturally unable to see the malice flashing in Luo Binghe's eyes.

Unable to sit steadily on Luo Binghe's lap, he subconsciously reached out to grab Luo Binghe's collar, but instead of grabbing the clothes, he touched the skin of Luo Binghe's chest.

Smooth, intact skin.

In an instant, Shen Qingqiu's mind became completely clear.

He suddenly exerted force in his palm, delivering a powerful blow to Luo Binghe's heart. Luo Binghe, however, was completely unaffected by the strong spiritual energy directly impacting him. He sneered, grabbing Shen Qingqiu's right wrist with one hand and continuing to press down on the back of his neck with the other, skillfully rolling over and pulling him into a ball on the bed. Looking down at him, he smiled and said, "What's wrong, Shizun? Don't you love me very much? Why won't you give it to me?"

"Fuck your mother!" Shen Qingqiu cursed, "Get lost!"

Luo Binghe's lips and teeth went from lingering to biting, and Shen Qingqiu's mouth was instantly filled with the taste of blood.

He formed a hand seal with his left hand, and Xiu Ya, who was placed on the table, flew over as summoned. Luo Binghe's movements faltered slightly, and Shen Qingqiu seized the opportunity to kick him in the chest. Before he could get up, his ankle tightened, and when he turned around, he saw Luo Binghe grabbing his ankle and pulling him back down, dragging him back under him. Then, he straightened Shen Qingqiu's body, grabbed his calf, and pressed down hard, bending it to his chest.

The entire sequence of movements was performed in one smooth motion!

Shen Qingqiu shouted sternly, "Where is he?!"

Luo Binghe tilted his head and said, "Who are you asking? If you're asking me, isn't it right here?"

Shen Qingqiu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "How did you get here?"

Luo Binghe played with his hair and said, "More than that, I want to ask, 'Master,' how did you find out?"

Damn it. Luo Binghe has wounds on his palms and chest. He's the one who caused them!

Shen Qingqiu said, "Do you really want to find out?"

Luo Binghe lowered his body slightly and said in a chilly tone, "It's better not to talk about it. We have plenty of time to 'figure it out' slowly."

Shen Qingqiu said, "Then turn around and take a look?"

Luo Binghe's smile suddenly froze, and he turned around warily, startled.

In the dim light, a face exactly like his own approached.

Like ice and frost, chilling to the bone, yet his eyes burned with a crimson light, like will-o'-the-wisps.