[Ice Nine] Broken Bones

Chapter 7

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Shen Qingqiu closed his eyes tightly, it was enough for him to see it once, but now he is being forced to recognize the truth, he doesn't want it.

His days of hard work and happiness have not been very stable, and he is about to be thrown into the abyss again, to be his humble and kneeling Shen Jiu, he doesn't want it.

Looking at the man's pale face, Luo Binghe stretched out his fingers to help him wipe off the blood on his lips, and patted his face: "Master, maybe if you behave better, I can treat you better."

Shen Qingqiu opened his eyes, looked at Luo Binghe coolly, and sneered concisely: "You, dream."

After a while, Luo Binghe smiled softly, stroked Shen Qingqiu's chin lightly, and said softly: "Okay."

The next moment, Shen Qingqiu was pulled out of the dreamland by Luo Binghe.

Luo Binghe originally didn't want to be tough, forcibly pulling people out of their dreams would cause varying degrees of damage to them, Shen Qingqiu might die if he was unlucky.

But Shen Qingqiu can always meet the bottom line of tolerance where he retreats again and again.

Shen Qingqiu lay on the ground in embarrassment, with a piece of broken jade pressed against the palm of his hand, the pain of cutting his flesh and blood made him wake up a bit, but his brain still hurt like a knife.It was as if a heavy burden had been placed on his body, and he was very tired. The spiritual energy that had been abundant in his dream suddenly dissipated. Such a heavy body seemed to create the illusion that Shen Qingqiu was a mortal.

Shen Qingqiu took a few breaths, his chest was very stuffy, as if several different qis were accumulating, colliding and repelling each other, making it hard for him to breathe smoothly.

To say that what he wants to do most now is to find a clean place to have a good rest. It is best to just sleep like this, sleep through all troubles, and don't need to wake up again.

Shen Qingqiu's eyes were closed, feeling tired from the weakness caused by blood loss, he just wanted to close his eyes, but a basin of cold water was poured on his head.

"Is Master awake?" Luo Binghe said coolly.

Shen Qingqiu's head was pressed down a little bit by the water flow, and the tip of his nose was about to touch the ground. He tiredly supported the wall and slowly climbed up, with stagnant water in his eyes: "...What on earth do you want to do?"

It was the calm after the roar, and the hysteria finally merged into a pool of stagnant water without waves. Shen Qingqiu was really too tired, and he didn't have much energy to spend with Luo Binghe.

His fame and reputation have been ruined, he has already done it, Shen Qingqiu has no one around him now, he is all alone, with nothing to lose face, fame and fortune.

What else does Luo Binghe want, just take it.

Looking at Shen Qingqiu's half-dead appearance, Luo Binghe seemed to be satisfied, but he couldn't say why he was dissatisfied.He continued: "The master humiliated the disciple so much back then, the disciple is just retaliating with an eye."

"So you hate me to death."

Luo Binghe was noncommittal.

Shen Qingqiu twitched the corner of his mouth: "Then what is your name, Shizun?"

Luo Binghe said casually: "It's just for you to recognize your identity."

"I figured it out, and then what."

Perhaps Shen Qingqiu's tone was too plain, Luo Binghe looked down at him in surprise, Shen Qingqiu said expressionlessly: "I see clearly, I am a slave who is as cheap as hell, even if I am a quiet Master Fengfeng is still defeated."

"I also recognize you. You are just an illegitimate child. You are neither human nor evil. You were born with a humble life. If you throw it into any corner, no one will pay attention to you, and you will spit on it. It's up to you," Shen Qingqiu said. He sneered mockingly, "You dare to climb on top of me."

Luo Binghe's face sank, he was still fantasizing about when Shen Qingqiu would be submissive and obedient, and now it seemed like he was daydreaming.For a person like Shen Qingqiu, it would be better to let him die than let him be subdued.

As long as Shen Qingqiu saw that Luo Binghe was uncomfortable, he would feel at ease, he spit bloody saliva, even if the initiative is not in his hands now, he will never bow to Luo Binghe, or to anyone.

The few self-esteem he held in his hands was carefully protected by him, even if it was trampled to a bloody mess, at least that bit of self-esteem was still intact.

"Okay," Luo Binghe said coolly, "Shen Qingqiu, you are fine."

He stepped forward to pinch Shen Qingqiu's bloodless face, and squeezed him very tightly, uttering every word very clearly, so that Shen Qingqiu could hear without omission: "I'll let you see, I alone can make you into a What's it like?"

When Shen Qingqiu was thrown on the bed in another room by Luo Binghe, his internal organs still ached. He frowned and swallowed the blood welling up from the bottom of his throat, and the next moment he was crushed by Luo Binghe, unable to move.

"Let go!" Xu Shi thought of what would happen later, Shen Qingqiu's face turned red and white, and then turned extremely exciting, he was lying on the bed and couldn't turn over under Luo Binghe's pressure, and his wrists were tightly twisted.

Luo Binghe approached Shen Qingqiu's side face, but Shen Qingqiu suddenly turned his head to the other side, his whole body tensed up and had a strong sense of defense. Seeing Shen Qingqiu's steadfast and unyielding appearance, Luo Binghe smiled angrily: "Master, I have done it once. Why, why are you still like a woman from a good family?"

Shen Qingqiu hates being belittled the most, but he is also a man but wants to be under the humility. The words "good family woman" are undoubtedly a deep mockery of him.He hit him with a critical blow with his backhand, but he felt a tingling pain in his internal organs before it even came out. Instead of doing it gradually, he gave him a ruthless blow all at once, and Shen Qingqiu couldn't hold back immediately and fell back on the bed.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Small, man."

Luo Binghe accepted this compliment with peace of mind: "Like a teacher, there must be a disciple."

Cold sweat dripped from Shen Qingqiu's forehead, and blood oozes from the bitten lower lip so that the pain escaped from his teeth. Maybe it was just a warning to him. The pain was not very obvious afterwards, but he still couldn't move. .

There was the sound of cloth being torn, and something slightly cool was stuck on his back. Shen Qingqiu reluctantly turned his head to look at it. Luo Binghe put his hand on the back of his neck and slowly slid it down until it reached the tailbone. His wrist stopped for two seconds.Subconsciously, Shen Qingqiu was about to sneer, but he stopped suddenly, looking at Luo Binghe's hand holding his wrist in slight astonishment.

Why is Luo Binghe testing his own pulse?

Before Shen Qingqiu came back to his senses, Luo Binghe had already let go of his wrist, and turned Shen Qingqiu to face him.The astonishment in Shen Qingqiu's eyes disappeared in an instant, and it was replaced by a cold face. Luo Binghe didn't mind very much, he stretched out his hand and unbuttoned Shen Qingqiu's front clothes.

Shen Qingqiu moved his fingertips, his whole body was weak and unable to struggle, he subconsciously wanted to raise his arm to cover his eyes, but Luo Binghe held his wrist and pressed it to the side of his head: "What are you ashamed of, Master should look forward to what will happen later. "

Luo Binghe had already lifted his legs, Shen Qingqiu said coldly: "Let go."

Luo Binghe sighed softly, let go of his hand, found the place and rubbed it, and pretended to say in a good voice: "Even if the disciple lets go, the master won't be able to move."

What he said was true, because of the blood of the demon, Shen Qingqiu could not move at all, but he could clearly feel the changes behind him, he turned his head stiffly and didn't want to look any more.

However, Luo Binghe pinched his chin and turned his head back, and said softly: "Don't tilt your head, Master will have to see how the disciple fucks you."

Shen Qingqiu tightened his grip on the bed sheet beside him, his whole body trembling slightly, there was no medicine on that part, so he felt more pain, but the feeling that went deep into the bone marrow uncontrollably brought a tinge of pleasure.

When the body caught the slightest pleasure, it would involuntarily enlarge and swell, Shen Qingqiu panted rapidly, and finally cried out a few times uncontrollably.Although the corners of his eyes were wet and his voice was crying, Shen Qingqiu still didn't say a word, as if what was lying under Luo Binghe was a body whose soul had been taken away. There was body perception, and it was only the body that succumbed. Perception.

The moment before losing consciousness, Shen Qingqiu seemed to feel that Luo Binghe, who had been buried in his shoulder, tilted his head, and his lips brushed his neck seemingly, but he passed out before confirming it.

Luo Binghe withdrew from Shen Qingqiu's body, and his fair body was pinched with red marks. Shen Qingqiu's physique seemed to be very poor in self-healing ability. You can see it now, but it's faded.

It doesn't seem to be in line with common sense. No matter how bad the physique of a cultivator is, he still has ordinary self-healing ability. Like Shen Qingqiu, it is probably due to the blood of the demon in addition to the wound.When the blood of the Heavenly Demon entered Shen Qingqiu's body, it kept suppressing his original spiritual power, and his Golden Core cultivation was also affected, directly cutting off most of Shen Qingqiu's ability.

Luo Binghe stroked the red mark on Shen Qingqiu's waist, feeling that the half-healed wound looked very uncomfortable, so he healed all the wounds on Shen Qingqiu's body, and he also took care of the tear wound behind him .

When he just entered the dreamland, it was Shen Qingqiu's last hallucination before he came out. At that time, he was taunting Shen Qingqiu, and Shen Jiu's phantom next to him only had time to glance at it. Now that he thinks about it, Shen Qingqiu's youthful life may be different from ordinary people.

Luo Binghe thought for a moment, restored all of Shen Qingqiu's dreams, recreated a nightmare, and fell into Shen Qingqiu's dream.

Luo Binghe has been watching Shen Qingqiu's life from the standpoint of a bystander. Shen Qingqiu is the one who suffers the most. He has to experience the life of a teenager again. This time the dream is not as good as before. half of my life.

But he didn't give Shen Qingqiu the chance to attack the illusion, and Shen Qingqiu himself didn't have any ability to attack the illusion. He became a bystander of the person involved, and he watched the illusion change numbly, as if he was just a walking dead, looking at his own experience They all watched indifferently.It wasn't until Seventh Brother's dream that he seemed to regain some vitality. Shen Qingqiu carefully approached Seventh Brother, carefully studied his face, as if thinking of something, there seemed to be a crack on his calm face.

Luo Binghe originally wanted to relieve the nightmare after reading it, but he didn't expect Shen Qingqiu to come out by himself. He frowned and looked at the half-conscious Shen Qingqiu. It has to be said that Shen Qingqiu's childhood experience was similar to his own.

So do you want to impose the exact amount of harm you have suffered on others?