Chapter 42: Fighting
Shen Qingqiu said in a deep voice: "...What happened to Gong Yixiao?"
Logically speaking, Gong Yixiao was exiled to a desolate place with no future to guard the border after Luo Binghe and the young palace mistress had sex.
But now the plot is so chaotic that even the father who shoots the plane in the sky doesn't recognize it, so naturally anything can happen in advance.
But before Luo Binghe could answer, the faceless people around Shen Qingqiu started to get agitated.
They were originally just staring blankly, watching like idiots, or doing their own things, but now they began to gather around him.
Shen Qingqiu was squeezed in the middle, and couldn't just blast them away. Looking at Luo Binghe again, he also had a frown on his face, with one hand in front of his forehead, not paying attention to anything else, as if he was enduring something invading his brain.
Shen Qingqiu came to his senses immediately.
Rampage!
Most likely the Heart Demon Sword took the opportunity to attack back and try to disturb Luo Binghe's mind. He could not spare any more energy to maintain the barrier, and his dream began to go wild.
If you don't leave now, when will you leave?
Now that Luo Binghe couldn't be distracted and set a trap for him, he only needed to experience another illusion and overcome the hidden fear in his heart, and he would be able to break this barrier that was beginning to disintegrate!
Shen Qingqiu left as soon as he said so. Luo Binghe looked like he had a splitting headache, but he couldn't move. He shouted, "You dare to take a step and try?!"
Shen Qingqiu took more than ten steps in a row.
After finishing the walk, he turned around and asked leisurely, "How was it?"
Luo Binghe looked like he was about to vomit blood.
He uttered word by word: "...just wait!"
Shen Qingqiu looked straight ahead, and said in a noble and cold voice: "Goodbye!"
You ask me to wait, so I wait?
I'm not an idiot!
Shen Qingqiu took aim at another shop nearby, kicked the door open, and jumped in.
No matter what comes out this time, Shen Qingqiu is absolutely sure that he can face it calmly.
At least I am much more confident than facing Luo Binghe!
As soon as the door behind me closed, all the noise from the outside world seemed to be cut off by a sharp blade, and there was an instant of dead silence.
Shen Qingqiu held his breath and waited quietly.
After a long while, it was as if someone had lit a candle, and his vision trembled and brightened. Shen Qingqiu lowered his head and met the eyes of a strange yet familiar face.
A thin young man was kneeling in front of him.
His face was pale, his chin was delicate, he was wearing coarse cloth, he was kneeling with his head down and looking depressed, and his hands were tied tightly with coarse linen rope.
The young man's eyes were almost dull and motionless, staring at Shen Qingqiu, a black figure reflected in his pupils.
Shen Qingqiu stared at him intently.
This is definitely not his memory.
But this face was exactly the same as his, except that it lacked the charm polished by time and practice, and had more of the youthfulness of a young man.
This is Shen Qingqiu, but this is not Shen Qingqiu.
If I have to make it clear - this is Shen Jiu!
Shen Qingqiu suddenly sat up from the wooden board.
After waking up, he looked around and found himself lying in an abandoned house.
It was already daybreak, with white light streaming in through the worn window frames and gaps in paper.
Yes, he wandered around at the festival last night, and soon he really found an old house with no one in it. His original intention was just to take a rest, but he fell asleep accidentally and was caught by Luo Binghe in his dream.
If it weren't for the Heart Demon Sword causing trouble, there's no telling how long Luo Binghe would have been playing with him.
Recalling the illusion that Shen Qingqiu had shattered before the dream collapsed, he couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
Although the original product and he are two different people, after all, he is now using someone else's body, so he will be affected to some extent.
What he saw last night should be the memory of "Shen Qingqiu" or "Shen Jiu" in the hands of the human trafficker.
This can be considered cheating. Because Shen Qingqiu himself now has no shadows at all about this memory, so of course he can break it out easily without any effort.
There was just one thing that concerned him.
At that time, a figure was reflected in Shen Jiu's pupils. However, this figure was not Shen Qingqiu.
In other words, the illusion Shen Qingqiu saw was not complete.
There should be two people in this memory. In addition to Shen Jiu, there is another "person" who is also present. The person reflected in Shen Jiu's eyes is his shadow.
Unfortunately, just when Shen Qingqiu wanted to take a closer look at the figure's appearance, the barrier was broken and he woke up.
Shen Qingqiu jumped down from the bare wooden bed and subconsciously felt around his body, finding that his clothes were finally still there.
However, even though the clothes were intact, he definitely didn't want to wear them again!
When I wear it, I feel like it might be torn off at any time!
Shen Qingqiu decided to "borrow" some clothes from others to wear. Who would have thought that just after he "borrowed" them and climbed over the eaves and stood on the ground, he turned around and saw several people staring at him.
...What a narrow road it is to meet enemies. I met those disciples from various sects at the memorial ceremony last night!
Before he could say a word, the leader of the other side immediately drew his weapon and shouted: "Shen Qingqiu, you are in this city! Today, let me, the disciples of Tyranny Sect, enforce justice on behalf of Heaven!"
Are there any standard lines?
By the way, what is the Tyranny Sect? I've never heard of it!
And what's the point of doing justice for the heavens? Didn't we agree yesterday that this was for the bounty of Huanhua Palace? How fun is it to say one thing in front of others and another behind their backs?!
Shen Qingqiu was too lazy to get involved with them. He threw out a few freshly made spells, and one of them was hit on the forehead. His limbs were stiff, and he didn't even have a chance to block it.
Shen Qingqiu was in a bad mood, and after he finished pasting, he slowly made a "tearing" motion.
The next moment, those disciples found that their bodies were moving on their own without their control.
"Why are you tearing my clothes?!"
"Aren't you tearing mine too?!"
"I'm sorry, brother! But I can't control my hands!"
Shen Qingqiu patted his newly changed plain white clothes and walked forward without looking back.
I just can't get over the clothes!
After walking a few steps in the city, Shen Qingqiu discovered that there were indeed quite a few people who were wanted and flooded into Huayue City.
Even though many cultivators pretended not to wear the uniform of their sect and pretended to be ordinary people, they could sit on the roadside stalls, and their posture alone was very different from that of ordinary people. It seemed that asking Gong Yi Xiao to notify Liu Qingge to come was a very correct move. Even if Luo Binghe could not come in person, it would be annoying enough if these cultivators from various sects came to bother him.
Shen Qingqiu felt that this was not going to work, so he simply found a corner, painted his face yellow, and randomly stuck on some beards.
Xiu Ya Sword... Just put it inside the clothes. It's a bit dented, but it's better than having people point at it and shout "Ah! Look! It's the Xiu Ya Sword!"
After everything was ready, he slowly returned to the street.
Shen Qingqiu looked up at the sky. The clouds were thin and soft, and seemed to be gradually dispersing.
If nothing unexpected happens, noon today should be the best time.
He lowered his head again, and saw a slender, snow-white figure flash by in the crowd in front of him, fast and light, with a handsome profile.
Liu Qingge!
The bodyguard is coming! Shen Qingqiu's eyes lit up, and he was about to chase after him, when suddenly, a coquettish shout came from the tavern nearby.
"What are you saying with such dirty words?!"
Immediately afterwards, there was a series of loud bangs and smashing noises.
The voice was tender, crisp, and very familiar. Shen Qingqiu was startled and stopped involuntarily, his eyes drawn to it.
At this time, another girl snorted and said, "Why, you dare to do it but you don't allow people to talk about it? No wonder, Cangqiong Mountain sent out such a scum, so naturally they are ashamed to show their teeth."
The girl who had spoken earlier immediately retorted, "Master is definitely not someone who would do such a thing, stop slandering me!"
Who else but Ning Yingying could speak for him like this?
Although Shen Qingqiu wanted to go look for Liu Qingge, he felt that the atmosphere here was not right. After a second of hesitation, he was afraid that the disciples of Qingjing Peak would suffer, so he stayed for the time being, dodged to the side, and watched.
On the first floor of the tavern, there were clearly two camps.
On one side, Ming Fan and Ning Yingying were leading the group, followed by the Qingjing Peak disciples, all with unfriendly faces. On the other side, the young palace mistress stood in front with her hands on her hips, scowling coldly, while the Huanhua Palace disciples behind her had already drawn their weapons, their eyes full of resentment.
Two girls, one with pretty looks, the other with extraordinary beauty, stood facing each other. Even though the air was filled with the crackling smell of burning gunpowder, the scene was still extremely pleasing to the eyes.
Luo Binghe's backyard is on fire again! - No, even the disciples from Qingjing Peak are here! And they've run into Huanhua Palace, this is what we call a true enemy meeting on a narrow road!
Shen Qingqiu was sure that if he gave up now, Qingjing Peak would definitely suffer a great loss. You know, this little palace mistress was so arrogant that she didn't dare to beat anyone except Luo Binghe. Beating and maiming people was her entertainment!
The young palace mistress snorted, "He's not that kind of person? Then why did he flee for fear of crime? And... and..." She gritted her teeth in hatred. Ning Yingying retorted, "Master, of course, has his own reasons for doing this. He was not convicted in the first place, so how can he be considered fleeing for fear of crime? Besides, it's your fault that you, Huanhua Palace, believed in him and insisted on imprisoning Master in the water dungeon, which led to the situation today!"
The reason for the tearing of [beep——] was not the male lead but him! ? Although it was very touching, how could Shen Qingqiu be so worthy!
But at the same time, the unpredictable feeling in his heart became stronger.
Something must have happened in Huanhua Palace again. And judging from the situation, all the old and new accounts are being blamed on him.
My knees are already full of holes [bye bye]
The young palace mistress was furious (in fact, Shen Qingqiu felt that she was furious all the time): "According to what you said, we in Huanhua Palace have brought this upon ourselves?! That's not right!"
Ming Fan sneered: "You people in Huanhua Palace are blind and deaf, but you are really good at making a fuss."
Shen Qingqiu was shocked: the disciples of the Qingjing Peak lineage used to be submissive in front of him, not daring to say a word, feeding chickens but not daring to walk the dog, but it turns out that they are quite capable of fighting outside?
The young palace mistress was so angry that her face turned pale. She suddenly turned around and saw a black shadow like a poisonous snake swimming out from her sleeve.
I got a new whip!
Seeing that the fight had finally begun, the guests who were originally sitting in the tavern evacuated extremely quickly. When they passed by Shen Qingqiu, they all looked calm and unsurprising. It seemed that the people of Huayue City were already accustomed to this kind of scene. The waiter even skillfully posted a bill on the pillar before coming out.
After all, the young palace mistress was the old palace mistress's beloved daughter, and she had learned kung fu from her. Her whip was powerful, and Ning Yingying was struggling with her sword, but she was a little overwhelmed. Mingfan wanted to help, but he couldn't get into the circle, so he could only worry. Seeing this, Shen Qingqiu picked a green leaf from the vase at his feet and flew out.
The soft green leaf was filled with spiritual power, and when it collided with the fine iron whip, it actually made a sharp sound of metal and stone. The young palace mistress didn't see it clearly, she just felt her palms numb from the shock, and the whip slipped out of her hand and flew out. Ning Yingying was also stunned.
The young palace mistress had lost her weapon, but she reacted very quickly. She turned the force in her hand and slapped him in the face.
With a snap, Ning Yingying covered her face and turned aside.
Your sister!!!!
Looking at the five finger marks on Ning Yingying's cheek, half of her cheek was swollen, Shen Qingqiu felt so distressed.
You dare to hit my disciple whom I haven't even hit before?!?!
Ming Fan drew his sword and shouted, "This is too much! Let's fight them!"
The disciples of Qingjing Peak had already been unable to bear it any longer. How could they bear it when their junior sister was beaten?! At this moment, they all shouted loudly, unsheathed their long swords, and the swords shone brightly.
Shen Qingqiu was in a state of panic. He was struggling over whether to continue the fight, when he suddenly noticed that there was someone among the disciples of Huanhua Palace who looked very strange.
Shen Qingqiu stared at the man for two seconds, and his heart skipped a beat, thinking that something was not good.
I'm afraid there's no way to leave now.
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