Chapter 3
Chapter 3
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A pair of black crows flew up in the air, flapping their wings and howling, piercing the air, ominous black air swarmed around the Cang Qiong Mountain, the unspoken threat was obvious.
"Leave as soon as you say you want, you really take yourself seriously!" Liu Qingge didn't say a word just now, and while speaking now, he took Luan's sword out of its sheath and stabbed Luo Binghe head-on.
Luo Binghe's expression was a little impatient, the heart demon pressed the sword with its scabbard against the tip of the sword, sparks appeared where the two swords collided, and he satirized: "Master saved your life in consideration of friendship, now you can die for him? Overreaching!"
After saying that, the heart demon exerted force, reversed it, cut the sword veins horizontally, and actually cut off the tip of the sword, the sword fell to the ground, and penetrated three points into the ground.
Many elders and disciples were panic-stricken, Liu Qingge's expression was even worse and he couldn't see where to go, Luo Binghe was too lazy to talk nonsense, flew down with his sword, flung his clothes, and stood firmly in front of the disciples of the Cang Qiong Mountain sect.
Ming Fan held the sword with a dignified expression, not lacking in timidity.His hands were trembling slightly, seeing Luo Binghe take a few steps forward, he boldly swung his sword across: "Nonsense! Don't come here!"
Luo Binghe looked at him for a while, as if he didn't bother to say a word, and was about to attack Ming Fan when he gathered a cloud of black energy, Ning Yingying suddenly stood up and cried: "Oh Luo! Don't hurt your fellow disciples anymore! "
Luo Binghe withdrew his strength, calmed down a little, and said to Ning Yingying in a mild manner: "Senior Sister Ning, I know right from wrong, and I won't hurt you. But I won't let go of those who insulted and slandered me so easily."
After saying that, he struck Ming Fan with his hand, how could Ming Fan resist it, immediately screamed out blood, and knelt down.Ning Yingying rushed to help him, and hurriedly asked, "Senior Brother Ming! How are you doing!"
Luo Binghe looked at him for a while, and thoughtfully said: "Brother Ming, I found a good place a few days ago, why don't you go and have a look?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ming Fan disappeared out of thin air, Ning Yingying opened his eyes wide: "You...you you you...where did you get him!?"
Luo Binghe straightened his clothes, and said indifferently: "An ant pit."
To die from being devoured by thousands of ants is considered cheap for him.
Luo Binghe has a shield all over his body, so other people can't get close to him, and they can't hurt him.He casually glanced at the other disciples, finding out who had oppressed him all those years ago and ending them all together, the number of disciples in Cang Qiong Mountain was reduced by half.Luo Binghe seemed to stay out of the matter, and after confirming that no one had slipped through the net, he smiled at everyone: "This junior is done with it, and as for this junior's master, don't worry about it."
The demonic energy that had been permeating the sky gradually dissipated, and Luo Binghe disappeared instantly, leaving everyone stunned and angry in place.
The chores were done, and then there was only one thing.
Shen Qingqiu didn't know how long he had been here, he had no sense of time in the water prison, and he didn't know whether it was day or night outside.
The cold air penetrates everywhere, and the slightest bit of coldness enters along the wound, along the meridians and flesh, and a layer of frost has formed on the epidermis.The coldness was piercing, Shen Qingqiu seemed to be immersed in the cold abyss of winter with no clothes on, his limbs were numb and he had already lost consciousness.
Shen Qingqiu's lips were bloodless, as pale as paper, almost blending with the white robe.The blue shirt that originally showed his status was replaced by a white robe that still had a slight sense of immortality. At this time, Shen Qingqiu was called an ordinary prisoner rather than the peak master of Qingjing Peak.
The huge gap in status before and after was what made Shen Qingqiu the most unbearable, and after enduring several times of humiliation without being able to resist, Shen Qingqiu's rebellious body was broken into pieces.He is more proud than anyone else, what a shame, what a reincarnation, he would rather die than live up to his good name!
It doesn't matter if he dies, but he has a good reputation of being unyielding and unyielding, and he won't be pointed out by others. It's hard to linger on, let the world see how Shen Qingqiu lives without dignity in Luo Binghe's hands, even Worse than a dog!
Shen Qingqiu pressed the tip of his teeth against the surface of his tongue, and bit down fiercely with the last bit of strength, but when the bite was about to break through, his jaw was removed by a force.Shen Qingqiu's jaw hurt, and when he barely looked up, Luo Binghe's gloomy expression was clearly seen.
Luo Binghe's face was extremely dark, and he pinched Shen Qingqiu's chin continuously and tightened, as if he wanted to crush the mandible bone alive and grind it to dust, the lines between his brows were faintly shining, making him look even more beautiful and treacherous.
Shen Qingqiu seemed to feel that the temperature around him was a little higher, but his legs were still numb, and his consciousness had not yet fully recovered, and he could vaguely hear a human voice: "In just a few hours, Master can't bear such humiliation, and tried to commit suicide?"
Shen Qingqiu looked up at Luo Binghe, and forced a mocking smile: "Little bastard, don't you want me to die in the first place? This way...you don't need to dirty your hands..."
Luo Binghe sneered and said, "So it turns out that Master cares so much about his disciples, or is it because Master sticks to the principle that he would rather die than pretend to be a noble person in front of the world?"
The purpose was revealed nakedly, Shen Qingqiu didn't bother to fool around anymore, he tried to break Luo Binghe's hand with all his strength, trying to kill himself earlier.Luo Binghe didn't give him this chance, he pinched Shen Qingqiu's neck and lifted him up against the wall, as if he was angry, Shen Qingqiu frowned deeply, his bloodless face was forced out A trace of redness.
Shen Qingqiu couldn't help but stretched out his hand and put it on Luo Binghe's. Blue veins popped out on the back of Luo Binghe's white hand, agitating regularly, which was enough to show how hard Luo Binghe was exerting himself.
There was a thick layer of black energy between Luo Binghe's eyebrows, and his whole body exuded a trembling hostility. He stared at Shen Qingqiu's bewildered expression, and said in a deep voice: "Master, why do you do it yourself? If Master If you want to die, the disciple must give the master a ride!"
Shen Qingqiu's throat was pinched, his face was bloodshot, and it was difficult to breathe with his mouth half open.He was firmly restrained, and the pain in his whole body was like a flood, and it was so hard to swallow him from the head, so he couldn't bear to say a word of begging for mercy.
I just hope that Luo Binghe will not show mercy and strangle him to death.
Luo Binghe's face became more and more ugly, his finger bones creaked, Shen Qingqiu's consciousness gradually lost, and the hand holding Luo Binghe's wrist loosened a little.As long as Luo Binghe exerts more force, Shen Qingqiu's last wisp of consciousness will disappear, and there will be no such person since then.
Shen Qingqiu closed his eyes as if accepting his fate, the feeling of suffocation was about to engulf him, leading him into a heavy and irredeemable abyss.But in the last breath, fresh air was poured into the lung cavity, and Shen Qingqiu, who had come back from life and death, couldn't bear it for a while, and knelt down, coughing loudly uncontrollably.
Luo Binghe watched with condescending eyes, Shen Qingqiu stroked his heart and finally heaved a sigh of relief, looking up was Luo Binghe's expression of indifference and disgust, he felt embarrassed for a moment, but still bravely said: "Luo Binghe, who is riding waves empty-handed, has a woman when indecisive."
Luo Binghe slowly knelt down, gently lifted Shen Qingqiu's chin with the jade ring on his index finger, Shen Qingqiu turned his head away the next moment, Luo Binghe turned Shen Qingqiu's jaw forcefully, and slowly stroked the belly of his thumb Lower lip, softly said: "I just don't want Master to be liberated so early."
Several layers of disgust surfaced in Shen Qingqiu, but Luo Binghe let go of his hand, and slowly stroked Shen Qingqiu's right arm, and said slowly: "Master beats and scolds disciples with this hand the most. I don't know when he beats disciples, Master Does your hand hurt?"
Shen Qingqiu snorted coldly: "Evil animal, beating you is a waste of my time."
"Oh?" Luo Binghe responded, and dislocated Shen Qingqiu's right arm in the next second. Shen Qingqiu suddenly felt cold, and gritted his teeth and grunted.
Luo Binghe slowly touched Shen Qingqiu's left arm again, and continued: "Then master, it's better to spend less effort, and don't need to hit the disciple."
Shen Qingqiu stared at Luo Binghe with wide-eyed eyes. Luo Binghe didn't look like Cai Cai this time, but stuck to his forearm and shook him out with force.
Shen Qingqiu immediately flew a few feet away and fell to the ground. A dense water curtain immediately drenched him completely.
After realizing it, Shen Qingqiu closed his mouth in panic, got up hastily and walked away, but knelt down heavily the moment he got up.
Demon blood!
Shen Qingqiu covered the wound on his waist with his hands, his brows were frowned extremely tightly, he gritted his teeth without moaning, his knee just hit the pointed stone, and he bled immediately.
Luo Binghe watched this scene with folded arms, Shen Qingqiu's whole body was drenched, his black hair clinging to his pretty face, his face became even paler, his delicate body could hardly bear the high-pressure water curtain, and the water droplets kept falling Drips from chin.
Shen Qingqiu was completely drenched, the original air-conditioning had made him a little bit cold, but now that he was immersed in the water for a long time, his mind was a little heavy, his bones seemed to be soaked in water under an iceberg, and he was so cold and achy.
The white robe, which was already thin, was now drenched, clinging tightly to the body, becoming translucent, and the flesh inside could be faintly seen.
Only then did Luo Binghe remind softly: "Master, you may not be in estrus after drinking it. This water enters the wound and blends with the blood. The effect is the same."
Shen Qingqiu opened his eyes wide in an instant, and suddenly felt an unknown heat flow into his body, he arched his body impatiently, at this moment he was in a state of distress, looking very pitiful.
Luo Binghe kindly carried Shen Qingqiu out and threw him on the stone bed, then connected Shen Qingqiu's right arm.Shen Qingqiu flinched all over, buried his head in his knees, looking helpless.
Luo Binghe was extremely satisfied, left the sentence "Master, do what you want" and left the dungeon, leaving Shen Qingqiu alone.
Shen Qingqiu felt that his whole body was hot, his limbs were weak, and finally he felt unbearable heat. The white clothes stuck to his skin were sticky and greasy, and the rough fabric made his skin feel uncomfortable.He rubbed his legs together unconsciously, flushing behind his ears, and the heat also rushed to his lower body, which made him unconscious.
But Shen Qingqiu still held on to gather up his robes, his fingertips sank into the flesh, pierced deeply, blood gushed out, at least he regained some clarity.But the gushing new blood mixed with the water again, making it even more unbearable, Shen Qingqiu didn't even have the strength to bite his tongue, and could only rely on what was left of his will to resist.
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