Chapter 34: Darkness is great (good size)

I wiped it!

Shen Qingqiu's brain was boiling in an instant, and it was burning up. This was the midnight murder bell happening right in front of him! He grabbed the folding fan, turned over neatly, and flipped out of the wooden window.

She finally took off the creepy disguise she wore during the day, revealed her true nature and came to settle the score with him!

Running away was completely driven by his subconscious. The habit he had developed over the years made him insist that even if he was running away, he had to run in a graceful and elegant manner. After landing steadily, he tapped his feet and flew out.

Luo Binghe's clear and bright voice was extremely penetrating, and it reached his ears with a chilly smile: "During the day, I saw that Master treated Gong Yixiao with intimacy and tenderness, and at night he held the lamp and waited for Uncle Liu until late at night, with deep affection. Why is it that when it comes to me, the disciple, he is so distant?"

Damn, every time I say a word, the distance between us gets n times closer. This speed is unscientific!

Shen Qingqiu took a deep breath, thinking that no matter what, he would find a helper first, and shouted from his Dantian: "Liu Qingge!"

Luo Binghe's voice approached again, this time it was not so gentle, but with a sneer: "Uncle Liu is fighting with someone, I'm afraid he doesn't have time to come. Master, if you have any instructions, why don't you tell me?"

I don’t deserve that!

Shen Qingqiu knew that Liu Qingge was probably being held back by Luo Binghe in some way, so he could no longer count on her. He immediately poured all his spiritual power downwards, hoping to increase her speed.

But he forgot that now was the time when the poison had no antidote!

It was too late when he reacted. At that moment, the blood in his body seemed to freeze, and Shen Qingqiu's body suddenly sank.

The next moment, his throat was suddenly stuck and his back hit the cold stone wall hard, causing pain from his spine to his skin and flesh, and his head was buzzing.

Luo Binghe was within reach.

Shen Qingqiu was thrown against the wall by him with one hand, and the back of his head was hit and he was dizzy. It took him a while for his vision to clear up again.

The moonlight made Luo Binghe's features look even more handsome, as if he were carved out of ice and jade.

He came very close and said softly, "I haven't seen you for many years, but Master keeps calling someone else's name. I am really a little sad."

He kept saying that he was sad, but his lips were smiling and his eyes were murderous. It was obvious that he was lying with his eyes wide open!

Shen Qingqiu felt as if his throat was being strangled by an iron hoop. His larynx was struggling to move and it was difficult for him to even breathe, let alone speak.

He could barely form sword gestures with his fingers, but his spiritual power was stagnant now, so it was useless. No matter how well he formed the gesture, he could not summon the Xiu Ya Sword.

Moreover, Luo Binghe's hands were gradually exerting force and slowly tightening.

Suddenly, Shen Qingqiu's eyes lit up, and a huge dialogue box popped up.

This dialog box is completely different from the previous one. The previous one was like an error message prompt of the XP system, but now it is simple, low-key, luxurious and meaningful... The key is the content! System prompt: [Do you want to accept the system's warm prompt to solve the small trouble you are facing now? ]

You call this a "little annoyance"?!

Shen Qingqiu roared at the top of his lungs in his consciousness: "Come on! Is there any simple mode? I want the simple mode!"

System: [Permission activated. Do you want to use the key item to stay alive? ]

Shen Qingqiu's eyes were already green with anger: "There are still key props?! How much B-level coolness do you want to buy it? Just tell me!"

System: [The item is already in your equipment. Do you want to use the "Fake Jade Guanyin" item to consume 100 points of Luo Binghe's rage? ]

Damn, the only relic left by Luo Binghe's adoptive mother is a fake jade Guanyin!

How come he has been forgetting the life-saving items and advanced equipment he got when he just came to this world? He is begging for food with a golden bowl in his arms. The system finally reminded him of the right thing!

Shen Qingqiu: “Use it, use it!” His Adam’s apple was almost pinched in two!

System: [Warm reminder: This item can only be used once, and can consume up to 5000 Luo Binghe's anger points.]

Shen Qingqiu pulled his horse back on the edge of the cliff: "Wait --!!!"

Luo Binghe's current state only has 100 rage points?! Are you kidding me?! If he is so evil with 100 points, what will he look like when his rage is 5000 points? That picture is so beautiful that I dare not imagine it! The point is - using an item that can eliminate up to 5000 points to deal with a situation where there is only 100 points, and from now on he will lose the opportunity to use it. Even if his life is at stake now, Shen Qingqiu still needs some time to feel distressed and entangled!

If this continues, he will either suffocate to death or die from a shattered larynx.

Just when Shen Qingqiu was ready to grit his teeth and use the life-saving tool, his neck suddenly loosened.

Shen Qingqiu leaned against the wall and managed to stand still, but he didn't fall to his knees right away. He couldn't run away, so he just faced the boss.

Luo Binghe had almost strangled him to death just now, but now he came over to help him up with a smile, just like the way he used to help him get off the carriage or bring him snacks. Shen Qingqiu actually forgot to struggle for a moment, and only felt that this schizophrenic behavior was creepy.

Luo Binghe sighed: "Master, why are you running so fast? I almost couldn't catch up with you."

Haha, I can't catch up. Who was the one who just followed me so leisurely and played cat and mouse for a long time without taking a breath?

Shen Qingqiu took a few breaths and spoke slowly, his voice a little hoarse: "You are quite courageous. You came back openly, aren't you afraid that others will discover your true identity?"

Luo Binghe's eyes flickered, and he asked, "Master, are you concerned about this, or are you worried about this?"

Shen Qingqiu thought his words were quite interesting. Is there any difference between "care" and "worry" when used here?

He couldn't help but ask, "Do you think I won't tell anyone?"

Luo Binghe looked at him and said with pity: "Master, that also requires others to believe in you."

Shen Qingqiu's heart skipped a beat.

Does he mean to do as in the original story, first ruin his own reputation, and then slowly drive himself into a dead end and kill him?

In the original work, Shen Qingqiu has two major flaws: 1. He molested many girls and women; 2. He brutally killed many fellow disciples and non-fellow disciples.

But Shen Qingqiu asked himself, since he used this shell, he definitely did not inherit the original owner's hobbies and ambitions. Could Luo Binghe still destroy his reputation, prestige and social status?

System: [Friendly answer: Of course you can. ]

Shen Qingqiu: "Shut up, please. The hero is the only one who can't think of it, there's nothing he can't do. Of course I know he can thank you."

System: [You’re welcome. No B-level value will be charged for this answer.]

Shen Qingqiu directly cancelled the pop-up dialogue box.

He rubbed his throat and stood for a while, then found that Luo Binghe was just staring at him with his eyes wide open, with no intention of continuing.

Still watching?

You don't feel like you need to catch up on what you missed after being apart for a few years, do you?

System: [Protagonist’s happiness +50.]

Shen Qingqiu: "You've been promoted, but why did you omit the reason for the extra points? Don't accuse me of cheating later. I didn't do anything, so how could I get extra points? And can you please not show up for the time being!"

After a while, Shen Qingqiu asked: "What do you want to do after you come back?"

Luo Binghe said: "I just missed how kind Master was to me, so I came back to visit him."

Shen Qingqiu automatically understood that he was back to settle an old score with him.

Shen Qingqiu and Luo Binghe were surprisingly harmonious in their conversation. He gradually became bolder. Without making any noise, he moved his fingers to the hilt of the sword: "Just to kill me? What about the plague in Jinlan City? Could it be that all the residents in this city are 'good to you'?"

Who knew, as soon as these words came out, they touched some part of Luo Binghe's sore spot, and his eyes seemed to be filled with cold stars, and the faint smile that just appeared disappeared without a trace.

After a while, Luo Binghe said: "Master really hates the demons deeply." There was a trace of suppressed anger in his tone.

No, actually.

Luo Binghe gritted his teeth: "No, I should say that he hates me deeply."

Look, don’t you know a lot about this...what what what?

I didn't say that. It's not that deep and painful, but there is a little psychological shadow. Don't be too much of a brain supplement, thank you!

Luo Binghe suddenly took a step closer to him. Shen Qingqiu suddenly became alert and took a step back.

The two people's eyes collided in the air, and Luo Binghe seemed to be aware of his own temper, and his voice became even colder when he spoke.

"Master, do you really think that murder, arson, destruction of cities and nations will be committed sooner or later just because of the half of my bloodline?"

Shen Qingqiu could only remain silent.

If he had a physical copy of "The Path of the Proud Immortal and the Devil" in his hand, he would have slapped the book in his face a long time ago.

Hammer upon hammer! The back of this 20 million-word novel is filled with the hammers you want! Not only did you kill people, set fire to cities, and slaughter nations, you also turned the demon world and the fairy world upside down. To describe what you did, "leaving no one alive" has lost its meaning of exaggeration!

Seeing Shen Qingqiu's eyes closed and eyelashes drooping without saying a word, Luo Binghe took it as his tacit agreement and sneered, "If that's the case, why did you say such high-sounding words back then that it doesn't matter what race it is, only good and evil are distinguished?"

His face suddenly darkened, and anger rose between his brows. He suddenly attacked and shouted, "How hypocritical!"

Shen Qingqiu had been prepared, and retreated hastily, narrowly avoiding it. Looking back, he saw that the wall he had just leaned against had been shattered.

Although he knew that Luo Binghe's temperament would change drastically after coming out of the Infinite Abyss, he didn't expect it to change so drastically. To say that he was moody was an understatement.

It was one thing to predict the outcome in the book, but it was another to see someone you once knew well become like this. Especially since this outcome was basically his own fault.

Luo Binghe didn't seem to really want to hit him at first. After venting his anger with a critical hit, he calmed down a little, tilted his head, and stretched out his hand as if to catch him. Shen Qingqiu suddenly pulled out the Xiu Ya Sword.

He hadn't drawn his sword manually for a long time. In the past, he mostly used sword techniques to summon it. Now that he had lost his spiritual power, he could only operate it manually. There was no other way. He couldn't just sit there and wait for death. At least at this moment, he absolutely couldn't just sit there and wait for death.

This was a huge miscalculation. Originally, it was thought that Luo Binghe would need five years of training before he could climb out of the abyss of infinity, but who knew that he became more and more powerful, and he forced the time to be advanced by half. And if we count the days, the Sun and Moon Dew Huazhi that Shen Qingqiu kept as a life-saving trump card has not yet been raised to the time when it can take effect.

Seeing this, Luo Binghe slowly raised one hand, allowing Shen Qingqiu to see the purple-black devil energy swirling in his palm, and said slowly: "Master. Guess, if the Xiu Ya Sword is caught by me, how many times will it take for it to be completely eroded?"

No need to guess, I bet fifty cents at most once! Shen Qingqiu felt even more desolate.

Luo Binghe took another step closer, and Shen Qingqiu had no choice but to raise his sword to fight back.

He had originally prepared himself mentally for the Xiu Ya Sword to be destroyed, but Luo Binghe seemed to see something suddenly, was stunned for a moment, suddenly withdrew the magic weapon in his palm, and directly blocked the sword tip with his hand.

Shen Qingqiu didn't expect that he would actually stab him. This was the second time! While he was stunned, Luo Binghe slashed at his wrist. His palm suddenly loosened, and the long sword fell to the ground and was kicked away by Luo Binghe.

Luo Binghe held Shen Qingqiu's wrist tightly with one hand, blood was flowing out of his palm, soaking Shen Qingqiu's sleeves, the blood kept flowing, making him feel choked up for no reason. In the midst of the mist, Luo Binghe turned his hand over: "Infected?"

There were a few small red spots scattered on Shen Qingqiu's arms, which were slightly more than during the day.

Luo Binghe's slender fingers skimmed across it, and the red spots dissipated at his fingertips.

Sure enough, to Luo Binghe, this little thing posed no threat at all.

Luo Binghe's expression seemed to have softened, and he said, "Master, this hand of yours has been through so many disasters and hardships."

...They actually thought of the same thing. Shen Qingqiu looked at the back of his hand, which was as clean as before, and was increasingly confused about Luo Binghe's train of thought. From what he had seen so far, perhaps he remembered that this hand had helped him block the barbs on the poison armor, and also that he was somewhat nostalgic for their old friendship?

As he was guessing this, he was suddenly punched in the abdomen.

Luo Binghe smiled and said, "Let's put things aside. Since it was Master who started it, then I will swallow the bitter fruit myself. I will make up for the wounds Master left behind."

Shen Qingqiu thought he was using symbols and metaphors to express the psychological trauma he had left in his heart, but he suddenly felt a pain on his scalp and was forcibly pulled up by the neck. Luo Binghe's hand came to his lips, and a bloody taste rushed into his mouth.

Shen Qingqiu suddenly widened his eyes.

Only then did he realize that the "wound" Luo Binghe was referring to was the wound he had just left on his hand with the Xiu Ya Sword!

Damn it, peat - you can't drink it, you can't drink it, you absolutely can't drink this stuff!

He slapped the hand away and lowered his head to spit out the blood he had swallowed, but Luo Binghe squeezed it and continued to suck blood. Luo Binghe tore open the wound on his hand, and the warm blood kept flowing out. He seemed to be happier: "Master, don't spit it out. Although the blood of the demon is dirty, you won't necessarily die if you drink it, right?"

You won’t die, but your life will be worse than death!

The author has something to say: I found that the word count of the last chapter was seriously overblown...