[Ice Nine] Broken Bones

Chapter 6

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Shen Qingqiu knowingly committed the crime, clearly understood that this was nothing but a nightmare, and hurting the phantom would cause harm to himself, but he still couldn't help the overwhelming hatred that surged up in his heart.

Back then, Shen Jiu bowed his knees in humility, and now Shen Qingqiu can't help himself. In the end, their end is still the same.

All the experience in the middle, the satisfaction of jumping to the top, all fell off the cliff and fell to pieces. In the end, Shen Qingqiu still had to be manipulated and endured humiliation just like Shen Jiu.

So what about phantoms, what about self-injury, who would pity him, who would sympathize with him, who would take him away from Qiu's house back then!

Shen Qingqiu pulled out a distorted smile, flicked his long whip, and hit Young Master Qiu.The whip was soaked in [-] points of coldness, and the spiritual power it filled was enough to kill an ordinary person. When Shen Qingqiu whipped the whip, Young Master Qiu screamed and knelt down in front of Shen Qingqiu.

He turned his wrist sideways, and the spirit whip hit several other people, Shen Qingqiu's eyes were no longer clear, he ignored Shen Jiu who was on the ground, watched the other people die in the firewood room, and stepped out.

Shen Qingqiu was like an indiscriminate murderer, he would kill anyone from the Qiu family whenever he saw him, and every time he stabbed a person, his mind seemed to be disturbed by a steel knife.

He stabilized his figure, still insisted on whipping the people of the Qiu family with a long whip, the Qiu mansion was instantly filled with screams, and the smell of blood penetrated into the tip of his nose, but Shen Qingqiu didn't feel disgusted, he wanted more of it , and thicker.

There was an extremely twisted and hideous welt on the body of the dead, Shen Qingqiu showed no mercy, and he showed no mercy to himself.The people in the Qiu Mansion were illusions, and Shen Qingqiu didn't think it was stupid to kill him again.

What he endured, the Qiu family's death a hundred times would not be a pity.

Don't you all like to beat with a whip, this time I will let you have a taste too!

Shen Qingqiu wiped out the mouth of the Qiu family, and in the end he could barely hold on to the wall to stabilize his figure. His head hurt so badly that he needed to slow down.

But before it slowed down for a while, the blood-stained Qiu Mansion turned into a remote place again.

He stood outside the door, which was locked heavily, and after a little thought, he knew who was locked inside.

Then he saw a pale young man running towards him, Shen Qingqiu stepped aside to see him lying on the side of the door and patted it a few times, then voices came from inside the door.

Shen Qingqiu understood, this is Brother Seven.

He stood beside him, watching the scene from Seventh Brother's perspective. He couldn't see Shen Jiu's expression, but he could clearly see Seventh Brother's expression.

"Okay! Just bear with me, I will definitely come and take you away when I finish my studies!"

He saw the young man's earnest expectation and determined expression, and Shen Qingqiu saw him nodding heavily, saying that he would take Shen Jiu away.

He lowered his eyes and remained silent for a while, as if recalling something, then raised his eyes to look at Brother Seven's side face, frowned suddenly, and wanted to take a closer look, but Brother Seven had already turned and left.

Shen Qingqiu watched Seventh Brother running away, walked slowly to the door, and sat down slowly with his back against the door.

There are two Shen Jius by the door, one is full of hope, the other is only desolate.

Shen Qingqiu clearly saw that Seventh Brother said so firmly that he would come back and take him away, but why didn't he come after he slaughtered the Qiu Mansion.

There was a trace of sadness in him uncontrollably, he was displaced like a duckweed, he had endured all kinds of hardships, his heart was already so cold, and there was only such a once-in-a-lifetime loyalty left in his whole body that was still warm, but why did he even do this in the end? Morale is cold.

Escaping from the dream requires getting out of the nightmare created by the illusion. When you really let go, the nightmare will be broken without attack.

But Shen Qingqiu is at a loss now, he doesn't know whether to go out, why he wants to go out, and what he wants to do when he goes out.

It's better to stay here, at least Shen Jiu here has ardent hope.Shen Qingqiu could pretend to be the same as Shen Jiu, trusting his seventh brother unconditionally and wholeheartedly, believing that he would take him out.

Luo Binghe didn't know that the nightmare he set up for Shen Qingqiu would have such serious consequences.

He waited for a while, but Shen Qingqiu still didn't wake up, so he understood that it wasn't that Shen Qingqiu couldn't get out, it was because he didn't want to go out at all.

Luo Binghe subconsciously wanted to enter the nightmare, but stopped abruptly at the last moment. Seeing Shen Qingqiu's calm expression, he withdrew his hands and stood up.

The room was in a mess, even the bed had been removed by one foot, and it was tilted ridiculously, and there was no place to barely sit down.

He turned his head to look at Shen Qingqiu, and laughed out loud. With Shen Qingqiu's strong temper, forcing him once would be like destroying his reputation. To put it nicely, it's better to be broken than to be whole, but to put it bluntly, it's ignorance Time affairs are dead on the edge of a dead end.

Luo Binghe really wanted to know, with such a staunch and virginal appearance, what would happen if he didn't know what to do to him.

Shen Qingqiu had done so much to him, Luo Binghe should have pushed the boat along with the flow, and kept him trapped in the nightmare like this, but Luo Binghe was not reconciled.

Shen Qingqiu can't just end his life in a dream, he has to be responsible for what he has done, Luo Binghe will never let him go, Shen Qingqiu should be imprisoned for the rest of his life, break all his pride, and bow down willingly.

And the secret fantasies that Luo Binghe pressed hard in his heart began to take root and sprout when he was young, twisted together, hatred and love are closely intertwined, like two inextricable thorns, tearing at each other, Luo Binghe wandered and hesitated I don't know which side the balance should lean towards.

He looked at Shen Qingqiu for a while, and decided to enter his dream, at least let him explain clearly what this mess all over the place meant.

When Luo Binghe fell into a dream, the dream had already changed once again, and Shen Qingqiu could only hear a bunch of unsightly swear words, and the vulgar words of the market were thrown at him as if they didn't want money, and drilled into his ears.

When he looked up, he was already in a very dim small house, and it took him a long time to find out where Shen Jiu was.At this moment, Shen Jiu's face was covered with ashes, his body was tightly bound by thick ropes, his clothes were ragged, and there were few good parts of exposed flesh, bruises and bloodstains were everywhere.

Shen Qingqiu squinted his eyes, and from the obvious non-local accents of the group of people, he could tell that they were human traffickers who sold Shen Jiu into the Qiu Mansion.

OK, I hit myself.

Luo Binghe watched with cold eyes, Shen Qingqiu swung out with a long whip like a gu, beating the group of phantoms bloody, and he himself suffered a lot of backlash, he almost vomited a mouthful of blood after being hit, which shows the depth of the force.

No wonder I can't get out, I know it's a nightmare and I'm still fighting, stupid.

After Shen Qingqiu finished beating, he couldn't find a trace of clarity in his eyes. He slowly walked in front of Shen Jiu, seeing Shen Jiu's half-dead state, he suddenly smiled, that light smile was soaked in a crazy and distorted coldness.

Luo Binghe's expression turned serious.

What is Shen Qingqiu going to do!

The long whip in Shen Qingqiu's hand turned into a dagger, stabbing straight at Shen Jiu!

Luo Binghe waved his hand subconsciously to stop him, the dagger was scattered by the external spiritual force, Shen Qingqiu also stepped back under the force, and looked towards Luo Binghe in a little surprise.

"Could it be that Master has completely forgotten the rules of Nightmare?"

Shen Qingqiu didn't answer, his expression returned to his previous indifference, he got up and straightened his robe a few times, and then said slowly: "I'm not in your favor."

Luo Binghe sneered: "Master has wanted to be here all his life, and he doesn't care whether I agree or not."

"Just finish me here, don't need to say much."

"Master is happy to be like this, but the disciple is a little bit reluctant."

Shen Qingqiu frowned: "Beast, didn't you come here just to see my jokes, who are you talking about in a hypocritical tone?"

"The room is in a mess, Master, don't you want to explain something?"

"Explain what?" Shen Qingqiu rolled up his sleeves, raised his head slightly, "It's just a bunch of broken utensils, is it distressing?"

"I don't feel bad, I just feel bad for Master's injury and insist on doing so."

As for this "injury", both of them knew it clearly in their hearts.

When Shen Qingqiu thought of this, he became extremely angry for a moment, gritted his teeth and said, "You!"

Luo Binghe glanced at Shen Qingqiu inexplicably, stretched out his hand to pick up a strand of hair and wrapped it around his fingertips, but his words were not as tender as his movements: "Master owes a lot, so don't be a coward. "

Shen Qingqiu suddenly turned his head to avoid Luo Binghe, but was pulled over forcefully, his waist and abdomen tightly pressed against Luo Binghe's upper body.Luo Binghe lowered his head slightly, and Shen Qingqiu leaned back a little. Seeing people's reluctance in every possible way, Luo Binghe didn't force him anymore, and he still didn't let go of his hand.

Shen Qingqiu struggled, but didn't break free, he glared at Luo Binghe: "Let go."

Luo Binghe raised his eyebrows lightly, but turned a deaf ear.

Shen Qingqiu was so angry that he raised his hand and was about to hit him down, but was stopped by Luo Binghe on the way, Luo Binghe hugged him even tighter: "The disciple brought medicine this time, master, how does it work?"

Shen Qingqiu opened his eyes wide, is he crazy? !

Although it was an illusion, Shen Jiu was indeed still here. Asking Shen Qingqiu to apply medicine in front of his former self, is this a new way of insulting?

Luo Binghe really took out the box of ointment that Shen Qingqiu threw on the ground from his sleeve, Shen Qingqiu desperately resisted: "Let me go!"

"You can let it go, the master will allow the disciple to leave the dream."

"Why should I promise you!"

"Master," Luo Binghe smiled at Shen Qingqiu, "You have no choice."

Shen Qingqiu froze for a moment, then laughed out loud, revealing a sense of sadness and self-mockery: "It turns out that the days when I was the master of the matter were only more than a hundred years old."

"Why do you let me listen to you, you are just a bastard who is neither human nor demon! Why do you let me listen to you!"

Luo Binghe grabbed Shen Qingqiu's throat violently, laughed back in anger, and pulled out a chilling sneer: "Very good. Master, I'll tell you why."

"Because you are also a lowly family with a low life and a humble family. With your century-old skills, you are not as good as I have been honed for five years. You are like an ant because you have no resistance now!"

Luo Binghe turned Shen Qingqiu's head to his left: "Master, look at you, what you used to be is what you are now."