[Ice Nine] Broken Bones

Chapter 1

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Dark clouds overwhelm the day, and blood shines all over the sky.

The strong black air mixed with the bloody smell of the demon race pressed straight to the top of the Cang Qiong Mountain faction, and it was extremely restless.The four sects rushed towards Cang Qiong Mountain in a hurry, but it was not as good as the erosion of the devil energy, and the whole mountain was already in panic.

"Luo... Luo Binghe!"

"Luo Binghe is back!"

"Quickly report to Master! The others will fight with me!" Ming Fan was the most vigilant and serious one, and he seemed to issue orders in an orderly manner, but his hand holding the sword trembled slightly, as if the sword weighed several hundred catties It's getting heavier.

Ning Yingying was so frightened that she rushed to Shen Qingqiu's room immediately. When she entered the door and saw the scene inside, her pupils suddenly shrank to a tiny point.

Shen Qingqiu was right in the room, but there was one more person.

Luo Binghe was dressed in black, with dense dark patterns embroidered on the black robe, a silver halo flowing slowly, with a sword hanging from his waist, and he was looking at her with a smile on his face, his voice was gentle and gentle, to Ning Yingying's ears But with a cold expression: "Senior Sister Ning, how are you?"

Shen Qingqiu's spiritual power was imprisoned, he couldn't protect his apprentice, he could only use his eyes to signal Ning Yingying to go, and Luo Binghe blocked Shen Qingqiu in the next second.

He pretended to be sad: "The disciple and the master have been away for five years, is the master not even willing to give me a glance?"

Shen Qingqiu sneered: "Little bastard, why are you so hypocritical and have the guts to let me go, what kind of tricks do you use?"

Luo Binghe had a surprisingly good temper, and he was still gentle and gentle: "The master doesn't want to see the disciple, but the disciple doesn't think about the master all the time, and wants to take the master to me, so as to continue the master-student relationship. "

Shen Qingqiu couldn't move, so he could only goug him with a knife, and his words became more and more harsh: "It's just a half-human, half-demon thing, it really treats itself as a human being!"

Luo Binghe smiled instead of anger, his eyes glowed red, his right hand gently supported Shen Qingqiu's waist, and in the next moment he dealt a fatal blow.

Shen Qingqiu frowned and spat out blood, the wound on the side of his waist gurgled out blood, and within a short while almost half of the blue shirt was dyed through.

Seeing this, Ning Yingying screamed: "Master!"

Luo Binghe seemed to stay out of the matter, he turned around and said with a smile: "Senior Sister Ning, I will take Master to catch up on the past, and when I come back, I will have a good chat with you."

In just a split second, Luo Binghe and Shen Qingqiu disappeared in place, but the black energy on Cang Qiong Mountain hadn't dissipated yet.

The demon soldiers brought by Mo Beijun were extremely ferocious, there were swords and swords everywhere, and the screams continued endlessly.When Yue Qingyuan arrived, he was informed that Shen Qingqiu had been taken away, so he wanted to chase after him without a word.

Liu Qingge stopped him: "What are you doing!"

"Knife Luo Binghe."

"Now is not the time!"

"But he took Qingqiu away!"

Liu Qingge couldn't bear it anymore, and immediately fought a few tricks with Yue Qingyuan, shouting for him to calm down.

Now not only Cang Qiong Mountain, but other sects are also being invaded by demon energy. Cang Qiong Mountain is the most prosperous, and the number of disciples sent by other sects to support is limited.

The human world was in turmoil, but the demon world was eerily quiet.

Shen Qingqiu held his breath and was soberly brought back to the Demon Realm by Luo Binghe. The place he arrived at now was like a woodshed, and the air was filled with the smell of damp and decay.

Shen Qingqiu couldn't hold on for a moment, his pampered body couldn't bear such a harsh environment, bitter water poured out of his stomach, blood choked in his throat, but Shen Qingqiu gritted his teeth and swallowed.

Luo Binghe didn't feel strange at all, he stretched out his hand to touch Shen Qingqiu's side face affectionately, and said warmly: "Master, there are only two of us left, after all these years, do you have anything to say to me?"

Shen Qingqiu refused to give him this face, looked at Luo Binghe's hand with disgust, and turned his eyes to say: "Beast."

The smile on Luo Binghe's face was a bit distorted, but his tone of voice was still sweet: "Master didn't want to say anything to me, so I told Master that Master worked hard to train me back then, and I learned something. You should come back and answer."

"Little beast, if you really want to repay, you will kill yourself in front of me."

Luo Binghe's fingertips touched Shen Qingqiu's jaw again, and slowly moved down along the firm line, pressing on Shen Qingqiu's carotid artery: "I don't dare to kill myself now, Master still has a day in this world, I'll do my best to serve you."

Shen Qingqiu sneered: "You said serving, is this the way of serving?"

"Of course not." Luo Binghe turned to hold Shen Qingqiu's throat again, and pressed down heavily. After a long while, Shen Qingqiu's breath was not smooth, his lips were half-parted, and he still refused to give in a little bit.

Luo Binghe laughed again: "What Master was like a few years ago is still what he is now."

Shen Qingqiu said with difficulty: "Of course...you are the same...you are all animals..."

Starting from Shen Qingqiu's eyebrows, Luo Binghe looked at his eyes, nose bridge, lips, and chin in turn. Shen Qingqiu's appearance was extremely good, his skin was fair and soft, and he was well-maintained like a woman.

He smiled in a low voice, and helped to wipe off the blood stains on Shen Qingqiu's face, and with a movement of his index finger, there were more blood stains on his wrist.

Shen Qingqiu suddenly opened his eyes wide.

He wanted it, wanted it!

Even if Shen Qingqiu was unwilling, Luo Binghe could always pry open his teeth, pour the blood of the demon into his mouth without leaking, and said softly: "Master and I are fellow travelers, we are among the losers, and our lives are cheap. "

Shen Qingqiu frowned deeply, and the fishy smell poured down his throat. The blood of the demon spread throughout his body at a speed invisible to the naked eye. The moment Shen Qingqiu came into contact with the blood, he was destined to be tightly bound to the blood of the demon. The body is not up to him.

Luo Binghe pinched his acupuncture points, Shen Qingqiu couldn't draw out the blood of the demon, he could only drink it while tilting his head up.

Luo Binghe fulfilled his wish, so he loosened the confinement. Shen Qingqiu was locked up with spiritual energy and acupoints and couldn't move. Now that Luo Binghe has been released, he can't bear to let go.

Xiuya was taken away by Luo Binghe, Shen Qingqiu insisted on acting like a gentleman, tightly grasping the firewood beside him, with great force, blood gushed out from the palm of his hand, and the wound on the side of his waist continued to hurt, Shen Qingqiu used it for a long time It took a lot of effort not to bend down.

Luo Binghe looked at Shen Qingqiu's distressed appearance, and his tone was full of joy: "Master still cares about face as always, and he didn't bow down after suffering such a serious injury."

Shen Qingqiu swallowed the churning blood, and said in a cold voice: "What is your purpose, the thing that is neither human nor ghost?"

Luo Binghe laughed and said: "I am neither human nor ghost. Master said, I am half human and half devil."

"As for the purpose, the disciple just made it clear that the disciple came back this time only to repay the master for the feat of kicking the disciple down the endless abyss."

Shen Qingqiu mobilized the spiritual power in his body, forced himself to hit Luo Binghe's heart.Luo Binghe met him head-on, he didn't even make a move, the devilish energy around him had already dispelled Shen Qingqiu's moves, and when he lightly counterattacked, Shen Qingqiu's face became even paler.

"I also said how profound the master's skills are, but it's just superficial."

This sentence really hit Shen Qingqiu's sore spot, Shen Qingqiu stopped talking nonsense, gritted his teeth and delivered another blow.

Luo Binghe waved his hand impatiently to block it, stepped forward and grabbed Shen Qingqiu's long hair and moved it in front of him.

Shen Qingqiu gritted his teeth and looked at Luo Binghe in front of him. His complexion was so white that it was almost transparent, the fiery red mark on his forehead shone slightly, his long eyebrows fell into his temples, and the tails of his eyes were twitched coquettishly. The brutality was brought to the extreme.

Shen Qingqiu hated this bony appearance very much, and was also extremely jealous. Whether it was his extraordinary intelligence or his admirable appearance, Luo Binghe made him mad with jealousy and hatred everywhere.

Why!

Shen Qingqiu sneered extremely cruelly: "If you have the guts, I will destroy your sect."

Luo Binghe's grip made his scalp tense and painful, but he still refused to admit defeat.

The twisted psychology and unyielding arrogance honed in childhood are now on full display.

He, Shen Qingqiu, has had enough of submissiveness, even if his reputation is ruined, he will never submit to anyone.

Luo Binghe looked at him for a while, then slowly let go of Shen Qingqiu, regained the gentlemanly demeanor before, and said in a gentle voice: "Master, what are you talking about? How could this disciple do such disrespectful things? The misunderstanding is too deep."

Shen Qingqiu snorted coldly, pain spread all over his body, his body that had not been injured for a long time seemed to be more sensitive to pain, and now cold sweat covered his forehead.

Luo Binghe seemed to be reminiscing about the past, standing with his hands behind his back, his smile seemed to be soaked in the spring breeze, and his face was full of warmth: "I still remember the first time I visited Master, the Master rewarded the disciple with a cup of tea, and now the disciple also respects the Master with a cup of tea .”

After speaking, he poured a pot of hot tea on his head, it was about seven minutes hot, Shen Qingqiu leaned his body, and wanted to make another move, but he felt a sudden pain in his internal organs like worms biting him, dense pain eroded his nerves, and soaked his whole body. Feeling sore, soft and numb, although it is not serious, but it will become more unbearable after a long time.

The blood of the demon can manipulate anyone, as long as Luo Binghe is willing, Shen Qingqiu has no power to resist.

And the tea cup also fell on Shen Qingqiu's body, it was torn apart, the fragments cut several times, and there were several bloodstains on Shen Qingqiu's face.

At this moment Luo Binghe pretended to feel guilty: "This disciple's hands are shaking, I wonder if Master is in pain?"

Shen Qingqiu's words were full of lack of energy, his tone was weak but still brazen: "Intentionally, intentionally, you and I both know, why bother to be hypocritical."

With an "oh", Luo Binghe raised his leg and kicked Shen Qingqiu's back knee. Shen Qingqiu was caught off guard and knelt firmly on the ground, turning his head and staring at Luo Binghe: "You!"

Luo Binghe squatted down halfway, and said with a smile: "Master, this is what you did to your disciple before, have you forgotten it?"

"If you want to kill me, you can be more happy, why humiliate people like this!"

Luo Binghe got up slowly, took a cup of tea, took a sip, and said in a serious manner: "Why is the disciple willing to kill the master, the master should rest, the disciple will come to see the master at another time."

Shen Qingqiu let out a mouthful of blood: "Where are you going!"

Luo Binghe put down the teacup and said with a smile: "Of course I'm going to visit all the brothers and sisters."