Chapter 63: Confession Maniac

Dreamland.

Bamboo house.

Outside the house, the breeze blew through the forest, and the bamboo leaves rustled. Shen Qingqiu sat beside the desk, his hands folded in his sleeves, lost in thought.

Abbreviated as sitting and daydreaming.

Not long after, there was a sound of hurried footsteps, and Luo Binghe appeared at the door of the bamboo house and said anxiously: "Master!"

He rushed into the house, and Shen Qingqiu finally let out the complaints he had been holding back for a long time.

Shen Qingqiu said: "I asked you to give it, will you really give it?!"

Luo Binghe said: "If I don't give it to you, I don't know how that devil will torture Master."

You say others are demons, but you are the demon yourself, a big demon and a small demon, you are causing so much trouble!

Shen Qingqiu said patiently: "I didn't scream or shout, so why should I worry? I... your teacher is not someone who can't tolerate it."

After many years, it was the first time for him to call himself a master in front of Luo Binghe again. He felt inexplicably sour and refreshing.

Luo Binghe looked at him, with a hint of sadness and anger flashing in his eyes: "Master, you've fainted from the pain, and you still say it's not worth worrying about?"

I finally woke up and saw him, and finally talked him out, but I was still forced to watch him being taken away helplessly.

If he hadn't been concerned about Tianlang Jun's bloody snake, Luo Binghe wouldn't have been so restrained. He clearly didn't want to hold others back, but he still let them be restrained. Shen Qingqiu was annoyed: "It's not that you are useless. It's that I was not careful and fell into his trap."

Luo Binghe said: "Master was fed blood by him because he wanted to help me. Even if Master can tolerate it, I can't. If he wants the sword, just give it to him. It's not a big deal."

Shen Qingqiu knelt down before him.

What do you mean by “not a big deal”? That’s your golden finger!!!

He quickly changed his words as the words came to his lips: "Have you ever considered the consequences of the Heart Demon Sword falling into the hands of others? The Demon Realm, the Northern Frontier, the Human Realm, and Cangqiong Mountain will all be his targets for destruction."

As he was clarifying the pros and cons, Luo Binghe became depressed again: "...Master is angry that I gave him my inner demon, just because he is afraid of implicating the Cangqiong Mountain Sect?"

…

Why doesn't this kid understand?

He said he doesn't want your body but only your sword, do you believe him?

Is it really that sweet? What if he takes the sword and turns against me?

Worrying about the Cangqiong Mountain Sect and worrying about Luo Binghe are not contradictory!

Luo Binghe's words gave people the same feeling as those little girls who always grab men and ask "Do you love me or not? Do you love your career or me more?" It's hard to tell what kind of thinking process they are in.

No matter how you talk to this kid, you can't make him understand. He gets tangled up again after just a few words. Shen Qingqiu was playing catching chickens, but who knew that Luo Binghe would complain first: "I can never explain it to Master."

Shen Qingqiu stood with his hands behind his back and took a deep breath.

Both parties feel that they can no longer communicate with each other. How can things be better? Generation gap, this is the generation gap!

Luo Binghe suddenly said: "Master, you know what I mean, right?"

When the topic turned to this, Shen Qingqiu froze for a moment, feeling a bit overwhelmed.

This is the kind of situation he is least good at dealing with.

Luo Binghe said: "This bamboo house is the beautiful scenery in my dreams. Whenever I feel upset, I come here and I can calm down quickly."

Is this the place where he secretly wiped away his tears?

Luo Binghe said slowly: "The days when I was learning martial arts at Qingjing Peak were the happiest time of my life."

When he said this, his expression and the ending tone were extremely gentle. Shen Qingqiu saw it and felt as if the tip of his heart was stabbed. He was too embarrassed to even complain in his heart.

Because this is truly the ultimate expression that a person can achieve when he treasures something and loves it as if it were his life.

No one could bear to laugh it off.

Luo Binghe's fingers gently brushed across the polished green bamboo tabletop, and whispered, "When I first entered the Cangqiong Mountain Sect, I was very happy, but also very scared. I thought that from now on, I must work hard. When I became a disciple of Qingjing Peak, my master didn't care about me at first."

"But I remember more that it was Master who first gave me medicine, let me get on the carriage, prepared a room for me, patiently taught me swordsmanship, and secretly took care of me... All of these were done by Master."

Shen Qingqiu listened silently, and suddenly realized that he had always ignored the other side.

Luo Binghe is not just a vengeful person.

Although he would repay those he hated a thousandfold, he would firmly engrave in his heart the kindness others showed him. Shen Qingqiu himself didn't care about every little thing, and he had no memory of some of them, but he remembered them clearly in his heart.

Remembering is of course a good thing, but it would be even better if this thought could be correct...

Luo Binghe withdrew his hand from the bamboo table and suddenly took a step towards him. Shen Qingqiu responded with a conditional response: "Be calm."

If only he had his folding fan in his hand, he could fan them to calm them down. Luo Binghe listened to him and managed to keep calm: "Master, do you know why I can't calm down towards you?"

Shen Qingqiu really couldn't guess, so he could only remain silent.

Luo Binghe said: "Master once asked me if I could endure any kind of suffering and torture."

Shen Qingqiu: “?”

It seems so.

He said, "Not bad?"

Luo Binghe said: "Yes, I can bear it. No matter what happens to others, I don't care. But this pain and torture cannot be given to me by you!"

A thousand or ten thousand people can treat him badly, it doesn't matter. But there is only one person who cannot treat him badly!

His meaning was very clear, and his eyes were unreserved, staring at Shen Qingqiu like a burning flame. Shen Qingqiu could hardly resist.

He said, "Put it aside for a while..."

Shouldn't we talk about business at this time? Talk about how to get back the stolen golden finger, 818 Luo Binghe's two JP relatives, guess what gift Tianlangjun wants to give to the human world, how to deal with these, and how to deal with the three bloods in Shen Qingqiu's body.

Luo Binghe was determined not to talk about business. He said stubbornly: "Unless everything starts all over again, Master, you don't do all this for me from the beginning to the end, don't accept me as a disciple, don't save me again and again, don't teach me carefully, don't give me any hope. Now that things have come to this, how can you let me give up?"

If that were the case, it would seem that Shen Qingqiu was irresponsible!

He just stretched out his hand, wanting to smooth things over for Luo Binghe, when he was grabbed and pulled in front of him.

Shen Qingqiu: "...Hello."

Luo Binghe said: "If Master doesn't like me doing this, just beat me, chop me, or kill me. I never fight back, you know."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his eyelashes, his Adam's apple trembled, and he lowered his head and moved closer.

She seemed very nervous, afraid of being rejected, and even her lips were trembling slightly.

Shen Qingqiu was helpless.

It was clearly him who was restraining Shen Qingqiu, so why did the one who used force look more helpless?

The green houses in the bamboo forest and the chirping birds in the empty mountains are nowhere to be seen.

Shen Qingqiu climbed up quickly.

The air was very dry and his throat was itchy. A dark-skinned demon girl was squatting next to him. When she saw him sit up, she shouted to the outside with a thick accent, "Wake up!"

Tian Lang-Jun lifted the curtain with one hand, poked his head in to take a look, and raised his eyebrows: "You slept for a long time."

What a perfect time to wake up from this dream!

Otherwise, there's no telling when Luo Binghe will let him out. If he gets a hold of it, he won't let go!

Shen Qingqiu wiped his face. The dry wind made the curtains flutter, and the outside world leaked into the car.

He was now lying on top of a giant black-scaled snake, which was carrying a platform on its back and crawling steadily on the ground.

There were demons of all sizes, in both full and half-beast forms, scattered around, forming a chaotic but large-scale army, and marching forward.

Shen Qingqiu judged that this should be the southern border of the Demon Realm.

The northern border was the territory of Mobei Jun, but now it has become Luo Binghe's territory. There are more humanoid demons, and they are good at attacking. Only in the southern border are there more beast-like demons and hybrids, just like the animal world.

I don't know where Tianlang-Jun is going to move this group of demons to, or what he is planning to do.

After Shen Qingqiu finished observing the environment, he suddenly discovered that his right chest and entire arm were still slightly painful and numb, and they felt a little sluggish and clumsy.

Shen Qingqiu took a deep breath, prepared himself mentally, and looked down.

...Shit. The situation was more serious than he expected.

It was like he had been given a prosthetic limb made of tree branches and leaves, densely covered with green granulation and fleshy leaves, which trembled with the slightest movement of the limb. His five fingers were numb and he couldn't even curl them.

He only took one look and couldn't bear to look at it anymore. The Xiu Ya sword was right next to him, and he really wanted to pick it up and chop off this hand.

At this time, Zhuzhilang approached with a small golden stove with smoke rising from it. Shen Qingqiu asked warily, "What are you doing?"

Zhuzhilang said: "I just want to help Master Shen..."

Shen Qingqiu immediately made a "pause" gesture. He was most afraid of Zhu Zhilang saying this. He had learned his lesson. The snake's reward was to fill his mouth with the blood of the devil. Zhu Zhilang said earnestly: "Please believe me. If you don't remove the love thread more than seven times a day, the remnant will always remain in the flesh and blood. You have only pulled it out three times today. Now is the critical moment. If you can't pull it out, Master Shen will lose this arm."

Upon hearing that there was a risk of disability, Shen Qingqiu immediately offered his arm.

Zhuzhilang took out a piece of red-hot charcoal from the small golden stove, held it with his bare hands, and without changing his expression, pressed it against Shen Qingqiu's chest.

Shen Qingqiu: “…”

He knew that he couldn't expect Zhuzhilang's "help" in a normal way.

The charcoal pressed on the love buds on his chest, burning the leaves and shriveling them, burning them to the roots, and making Shen Qingqiu want to grimace, but because it would be too ugly, he stiffened his face and endured it.

By the time Zhuzhilang had burned all the parts where green buds had sprouted, the arm was at least temporarily presentable.

Zhuzhilang took back the charcoal and said, "We will burn it three more times this afternoon."

Shen Qingqiu pulled the coat he had just taken off onto his shoulders. Zhuzhilang glanced at him inadvertently and lowered his head in a hurry.

Tian Langjun laughed outside and said, "Why are you shy?"

Yes, Shen Qingqiu also wanted to ask, what are you shy about? What is there to be shy about facing the chest and arms that were just covered with buds?

Zhu Zhilang said seriously, "Your Majesty, please don't make fun of me. I have absolutely no improper thoughts about Master Shen."

He looked at Shen Qingqiu and emphasized: "I don't have any unreasonable thoughts like Luo Binghe."

What are you emphasizing?

Zhuzhilang hurriedly jumped off the snake's back with Xiaolu, returned to the bottom, and went to command and adjust the team. Shen Qingqiu was confused in the wind, and his eyes began to roam around, searching everywhere.

The inner demon sword... the inner demon sword... where is the inner demon sword?

Oh, it's outside next to Tianlang's throne. It's the one at your feet.

Shen Qingqiu was stunned by this.

That’s too casual!

After all, it is the most amazing sword in "The Proud Immortal Demon Path"! Is it really okay to just throw it around like that? !

Tianlang-Jun was originally looking into the distance with his chin in his hand. Noticing Shen Qingqiu's strange expression, he asked, "What are you looking at, Master Shen Feng?"

After a pause, she followed his gaze and said, "Look at my sword?"

Shen Qingqiu said calmly: "That is Luo Binghe's sword."

Tian Langjun smiled nonchalantly and said, "Master Shen Feng, there is something I have always wanted to ask you."

Shen Qingqiu: "Please."

You can ask whatever you want and I will give you random answers.

Tian Lang Jun asked: "Have you and my son ever practiced together?"

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