Chapter 61 Singles' Day Update

Seeing Shen Qingqiu half dragging and half carrying Luo Binghe to leave, the old palace mistress cried out "Ahhh" in her throat. In her urgency, she fell off the cart. Her limbless body twisted with difficulty among the flowers and plants on the ground, crawling forward with a rubbing, looking both terrifying and pitiful.

The old palace mistress murmured, "Don't go... Don't go... Don't go..." Shen Qingqiu's feet slid faster and faster. Who knew that the old palace mistress's eyes suddenly bulged and a roar came from the bottom of her throat.

He actually attacked at the risk of his life!

Shen Qingqiu couldn't figure out whether he didn't want them to leave or didn't want Luo Binghe to live. He used the cracked scabbard to block it once, and his right hand was shaken, pulling the blood bud that had sprouted, the pain was excruciating, but he didn't throw Luo Binghe away. Under the severe pain, blood rushed up, he looked at the old palace master fiercely, and murderous aura suddenly appeared in his eyes.

The old palace master just roared once, and many more granulations broke out of the skin, and some even extended from the corners of his eyes. He seemed to no longer feel the pain, and laughed wildly, rolling on the ground a few times, like a piece of pork, rolling to Qiu Haitang's side, and yelling into her ear: "Are you going to kill Shen Qingqiu? He's right in front of you, why are you sleeping?! Get up quickly, kill him! Kill them all!"

He is really crazy!

Qiu Haitang was awakened by the shouting. The first thing she saw was an old face that looked like dried orange peel, covered with foreign objects and blood holes. She was terrified and screamed hysterically, drawing her sword and slashing at the air. Shen Qingqiu was afraid that she would use her spiritual power recklessly and attract the seeds of love to her body, so he shouted, "Calm down!"

The old palace mistress screamed, "Quick! Quick! Haven't you been asking me for help? Now he can't hold on any longer, hurry up and do it!"

Qiu Haitang saw Shen Qingqiu, and only then did she seem to come back to her senses, her hands trembling and her eyes wide open.

To be fair, Shen Qingqiu had no hatred towards this woman. She was still the victim of the original goods. But if she insisted on blocking the way here, he would have to take action.

Unexpectedly, Qiu Haitang did not attack without asking any questions as she did in the past. Instead, she stared blankly at Shen Qingqiu and Luo Binghe in his arms. Instead of moving forward, she took a few steps back.

Her lips trembled. "It's impossible...it's impossible...it's fake! It's all fake! It's not my brother. It's not my brother!"

What's going on?

She cried and shouted, "I didn't do anything, why did I have to suffer for so many years?!"

Shen Qingqiu was stunned. Qiu Haitang was only unconscious for a short moment, how come she was like a different person when she woke up? Or, it was as if she had seen something unacceptable and was frightened crazy.

Shen Qingqiu knew something was wrong, and said in a deep voice: "Don't move."

The old palace mistress shouted, "What are you waiting for?!"

Qiu Haitang lost her mind, holding her head and screaming at Shen Qingqiu: "Why don't you kill me. Why don't you kill me?!"

Shen Qingqiu was completely confused by what he said, and Qiu Haitang ran away. He shouted from behind: "Hey!"

Running around in the holy mausoleum will lead to death!

Keren had already run far away, and there was no time to chase her. Shen Qingqiu lit a candle for her in his heart and continued to move forward.

When the old palace master saw her running away, the last glimmer of hope also disappeared. He lay on the ground blankly, and suddenly buried his head to chew a piece of grass, laughing uncontrollably. As he laughed, the buds on his head grew denser and denser, growing faster and faster, and in an instant covered his entire head. Soon after, he could no longer laugh. Shen Qingqiu seemed to hear the strange sound of his skull and brain being squeezed. The old palace master panted a few times, and his head fell heavily to the ground, unable to lift it up again.

It is really sad that a great leader of this generation died in such a miserable and ugly way.

Shen Qingqiu hadn't taken a few steps when a vague voice rang in his ears, seemingly coming from all directions. Tian Langjun said with a smile, "Master Shen Feng is really good at playing hide-and-seek. Why don't you guess when we can meet again?"

Shen Qingqiu touched his leg and felt something foreign. Cold sweat ran down his forehead. The thread of love had already grown along his blood vessels to his legs.

Tianlang Jun sent another voice message: "Heading east, are you trying to get back to the entrance of the broken world and escape from the Holy Mausoleum?"

This guy actually knew his location. Shen Qingqiu was secretly shocked and looked down at his legs.

Once the love on his legs takes root, he won't be able to leave even if he wants to. He gritted his teeth, glanced at Luo Binghe, made up his mind, tore open the hem, grabbed a blood bud, and tore it violently!

There seemed to be a blank in his mind for tens of seconds. It was as if a whole piece of flesh had been torn off.

Shen Qingqiu took several breaths in succession and gradually came to his senses. Only then did he realize that the sound of his breathing sounded like sobbing.

He couldn't even wipe his face now. There was no way. It really... it hurt so fucking much!

Although there was blood flowing like a river, at least he could walk. He just thought Luo Binghe looked miserable, but who would have thought that he looked so miserable now.

Tianlang-Jun knew his position and must be rushing here. If he continued to walk east with Luo Binghe, he would definitely run into his two good relatives head-on. My mother's old palace mistress really killed me. She dragged me to this state!

Shen Qingqiu left this forest-like tomb hall and passed through several tombs. He quickly went in and picked up a relatively clean and comfortable stone coffin, protecting Luo Binghe's head and carefully placing him in. He touched his forehead with the back of his hand, and it was still hot, but the mark between his eyebrows became brighter and brighter.

Shen Qingqiu pressed the Heart Demon Sword under Luo Binghe's hand, calmed himself down, and then slowly closed the coffin lid.

Tianlang-jun walked in front at a leisurely pace, and Zhuzhi-lang followed closely behind him.

The stone path turned, and Shen Qingqiu, holding the Xiu Ya sword, stood in the center of a tomb hall, staring at them coldly, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

Half of his blue clothes were dyed red, and blood was dripping down his right hand along the dried mark. His lips were almost as white as his face.

Tian Lang Jun was surprised: "It's only been a while since we last met, why did Master Shen Feng become so fierce?"

Shen Qingqiu looked back at him. He was clearly swallowed by the magma pillar in the Wrath Palace, but now he couldn't even smell the aroma of roasted Ganoderma lucidum on Tianlang Jun. At most, the edges of his black clothes were burnt a little. It was really unreasonable.

Tian Lang Jun asked: "Where is Master Shen Feng's beloved disciple?"

Shen Qingqiu said: "Go out."

Tian Langjun smiled: "Master Shen Feng is still here, how could he go out?"

Shen Qingqiu also smiled at him.

After laughing for so long, Tianlang-Jun suddenly couldn't laugh anymore, because he found that he couldn't move forward.

He looked down. From the soles of his feet to his waist, he was covered by a layer of extremely solid crystal ice at some point, and the coverage was still spreading upward along his body. Zhuzhilang's situation was slightly better than his, and his legs and one arm were also frozen tightly. He then noticed that this tomb hall was very cold.

Tianlang Jun paused and said, "Mobei clan."

The guess was accurate. This tomb was built by Mobei Jun's grandfather himself. This bloodline of theirs is good at manipulating ice, and no one in the ice magic world can match it. The tomb behind him is also closely related to ice magic.

Inside the Holy Mausoleum, there were places that could be used everywhere. He didn't need to do anything, there were things that could naturally restrain the enemy. Shen Qingqiu remembered that the original book described that once something with a temperature higher than the air temperature of the tomb entered, it would be frozen on the spot and turned into an ice sculpture. After freezing for two or three days, it would break into ice slag. So before he came in, he mobilized his spiritual veins to lower his body temperature to the lowest. Otherwise, he would be tricked instead of being tricked. That's why he looked pale.

In the time it took to say this, the ice had already climbed up to Tianlang Jun's chest. His expression remained unchanged, and the magic energy in his hands surged, but he was unable to break the ice crystals that wrapped around his fist, and the effect was minimal. Even if he couldn't freeze him forever, he could at least delay him for half an hour.

Tian Lang Jun said: "It seems that it is not an illusion. Master Shen Feng knows our clan's forbidden area very well."

Shen Qingqiu said nothing, waved his hand at them, turned around and left.

Tian Lang-Jun glanced at Zhu Zhi-Lang and said slowly, "I've said before, if you really want to take Master Shen Feng to the Demon Realm, you have to make sure he doesn't cause any trouble. You know what to do."

Zhuzhilang whispered, "...I understand."

After hearing these two sentences, Shen Qingqiu had a very bad premonition.

Zhuzhilang said, "Master Shen, I'm sorry."

Don't! Don't do that! If you want to thank me, I'm already in such a miserable state. If you apologize to me, will I still be alive? ?

Just as he was thinking this, Shen Qingqiu was walking just fine, but suddenly his body tilted and he held onto the stone wall.

Something seemed to be wriggling and struggling in his stomach and rushing out, rushing into countless veins throughout his body.

This feeling was familiar and scary. Shen Qingqiu almost blurted out "Alpaca" on the spot.

The blood of the devil.

Luo Binghe was sleeping in the coffin now, and the blood that was messing around in his body could only be someone else's.

Tian Lang Jun said: "This shouldn't be the first time that Peak Master has drunk it, why haven't you gotten used to it yet?"

Shen Qingqiu resisted the urge to vomit: "...When did you give it to me to drink?"

Tian Lang Jun said: "Master Shen Feng, don't forget that your immortal body has been in our hands for a long time. There are so many things we can do."

No wonder it was so easy to determine where he was going.

Shen Qingqiu paused, then continued walking forward. The more he walked, the more pain he felt in his stomach, but his speed did not slow down, but instead increased. This was due to his increased ability to endure pain, and also because he knew that he absolutely could not kneel now.

While these two are frozen, there is still a chance to escape. If we wait until they are thawed, it will be difficult to trick them!

Although he knew the pros and cons of this, the faster he walked, the harder Zhuzhilang urged him to go. Shen Qingqiu couldn't help but turn around and glare at him fiercely.

He promised to repay his gratitude, but this is how he lets bloodworms lay eggs in his stomach and make the whole family happy? !

Tian Langjun sighed: "He can still take so many steps like this. Master Shen is determined and is indeed extraordinary. Or should I say that you are willing to sacrifice your life for Luo Binghe?"

Suddenly, Zhuzhilang said, "Your Majesty, I...I can't hold it back any longer."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Qingqiu felt the pain in his body suddenly dissipate.

Tian Langjun was surprised to see him running: "Wouldn't your blood be able to suppress him?"

Zhuzhilang was also puzzled and said, "I could suppress it before. But I don't know why I can't suppress it this time!"

Shen Qingqiu's ears were buzzing, and he couldn't hear or see clearly, but he still had to drag Luo Binghe to the entrance and throw him out, so he held onto the wall and continued jogging. He kicked something and staggered.

After enduring for so long, he was already at his limit, on the verge of collapse, and his knees immediately weakened. However, this time he did not kneel down, but was firmly held by a hand, half lifted and half embraced.

Shen Qingqiu felt dizzy and looked up with his eyes focused.

The face could not be seen clearly in the dark and gloomy stone road, but a pair of eyes filled with rage and a mark with a flowing red light could be seen clearly.

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