【Ice Nine】Reborn as slag

Chapter 37

Xuansu spun around in the air and returned to his master's hand. When Yue Qingyuan landed on Qingjing Peak, he walked towards Shen Qingqiu who was leaning on the bamboo.

"You're here." The Master of Qingjing Peak put down his hands on his chest without a trace, and looked at the person coming across him indifferently.

"Your complexion is not very good." Yue Qingyuan said worriedly, ready to help him feel the pulse, but just as soon as he raised his hand, Shen Qingqiu opened it with a fan.

"To make a long story short, for this Immortal Alliance Conference, just in case, it's best to bring Shang Qinghua from An Ding Peak, I always feel that there is something wrong with him." Just now in the conference hall, this is what I wanted to talk to Yue Qingyuan about.

In the previous Immortal Alliance Conference, some people cooperated with the demons inside and outside, causing heavy casualties to the disciples who participated in the election.Later, due to the final showdown with that little bastard, and another round of reincarnation, he didn't think much about the ins and outs of the accident that year, but this time it should be the abnormal performance of Shang Qinghua, who is obedient, reminding him of being ignored and despised all the time. The possibility of An Dingfeng's behind-the-scenes manipulation.

"Before you came just now, Junior Brother Mu told me that your current physical condition is not optimistic." Yue Qingyuan did not ask Shen Qingqiu the reason, but looked at him worriedly: "I don't know why, you seem to be suppressed , but your ventricle has been severely damaged, he said that this is not a general long-term illness, but the repeated torture of the past few years, what are you worrying about?"

"... How many people do you plan to send at Qiong Ding Peak for this Immortal Alliance Conference? You are the head of the sect, you can't be too soft-tempered, you can't always follow them, you should pay more attention, and beware of the so-called fellow sects." Shen Qingqiu said slowly. Slowly opened his eyes, avoiding his sight, and continued on his own: "I have nothing to say, I've been driving for a day and I'm tired, so let's go first." After finishing speaking, she was ready to leave.

"—Your ventricle is seriously damaged now. What is causing you to feel so palpitated and hurt yourself? If you don't let go of the obsession and resentment in your heart, Junior Brother Mu said, compared to being unsolvable, your current heart disease is a sign of a broken heart. If In case, there is no cure for medicine and stone. I know, everything is my fault, Xiaojiu..." The good old Yue Qingyuan frowned, grabbed his hand to prevent him from leaving, and seemed to be a little angry.

"Don't call me that!"

"Crack..." The bamboo behind Shen Qingqiu was partially crushed by him, and he viciously shook off the hand of this person who, to him, he didn't know whether to be ashamed or resentful.

He restrained his calm indifference in front of others, and after hearing the name he had been avoiding for many years, he lost his previous pretentious aloofness and aloofness, and instantly turned fiercely like a ghost. The piece of bamboo was crushed into pieces: "Yue Qingyuan, don't meddle in my affairs!"

In the distance, Luo Binghe embraced Zhengyang, rested on a bamboo tree, faintly heard Shen Qingqiu's roar, the corners of his mouth turned up, and sure enough, the words he said to him just now seemed to wake him up, yes Do you want to draw boundaries ahead of time?

Resentment, hmph, the resentment towards Yue Qingyuan is no better than that of Luo Binghe.

Bamboo leaves were flying in the air, whirling and falling leisurely, Luo Binghe stretched out his hand, among which the green bamboo leaves lay slowly in his hands, he pinched it between his fingertips, played with it, and glanced at the two blue and black spots in the distance. He smiled, then stared at the bamboo leaves in his hand that had been split into the same shape by the spiritual power, and his eyes passed through the years——

Luo Binghe in the previous life, like other peak masters in the sky, knew the importance of Shen Qingqiu to Yue Qingyuan, so when he used Shen Qingqiu to lure Yue Qingyuan into the game, the plan went very smoothly.Because Shen Qingqiu was very afraid of death, he used a trick to lure him into writing a letter that seemed to be breaking up with Yue Qingyuan but actually warned Yue Qingyuan not to take the bait. He also gave Shen Qingqiu two legs to help fuel the flames, and the two of them were completely played by him and applauded.

At that time, he didn't care about what was written in Shen Qingqiu's letter, all he wanted was his own handwriting to prove that the severed limb belonged to Shen Qingqiu, as long as it could stimulate Yue Qingyuan to come to the door.Once the head of the sky is dead, the twelve peaks of the sky will no longer have the glory of the past, and the biggest obstacle in the human world has been removed by him, but after he planned to kill Yue Qingyuan, he ran with the broken Xuansu to the fragments that had been tortured by him, and his mouth was broken. Shen Qingqiu, who was still not idle, showed off in front of him, describing Yue Qingyuan's death, talking eloquently about his scheme with amputated limbs, and pretending that a sword matches a hero——

The appearance of Shen Qingqiu at that time, after two lifetimes, is still fresh in his memory.

He kept saying that Shen Qingqiu would take care of him for the rest of his life, because he always felt that he hadn't tortured enough, as long as Shen Qingqiu carried hatred, he would not die, and the future between him and Shen Qingqiu would carry hatred day after day, as he said. Willing to continue.

However, after seeing the broken sword, Shen Qingqiu's outrageous anger against him subsided in an instant, even the familiar vicious curses and resentful curses no longer came out of his sharp mouth.

With gray eyes, Shen Qingqiu stared blankly at the broken sword in his hand as if he had lost his soul. His whole body seemed to be gone. Can't wait to kill his brilliance.

But at that moment, it seemed that it was no longer the Shen Qingqiu he knew... Although it was his greatest pleasure to let this villain live rather than die, he vaguely felt something bad when he saw Shen Qingqiu's appearance at that time.

Then, Shen Qingqiu's eyes finally came back with a trace of humanity, and he laughed unpredictably, talking to himself as if he was alive with blood: "Hahaha. Yue Qingyuan, Yue Qingyuan!"

At that time, Luo Binghe couldn't keep the smile on his face, he started to panic and asked him: "What are you laughing at!"

Shen Qingqiu was still smiling, and his laughter was incomparably carefree. This was the first time since Luo Binghe had known him in the long intertwined years, he had seen him laugh so unscrupulously and no longer restrained. It seemed that something had escaped his control.

He didn't seem to want to see Shen Qingqiu like this, and suddenly felt that he had played too much this time, the reaction of this so-called master now, could it be...

"Master, don't you think that pretending to be crazy is useful to me?"

He needs to be sure, he is a little anxious.

After he laughed for a long time, the villain who panted and finally calmed down had blood in his eyes, stared at him, and said every word: "Luo Binghe, you are a bastard, do you know that?"

He was very familiar with this sentence, his ears were callused, he was used to it when he was torturing Shen Qingqiu, when he was free from life and death, he was powerless to fight back and the atmosphere that could please him was adjusted.

But that time, he lost his composure. In front of this villain, it was him, the winner, who should be laughing at him. He was clearly abusing Shen Qingqiu as usual, but he, Luo Binghe, was surprisingly furious. , lost his mind--

So, when he reacted again, Shen Qingqiu's remaining arm was also torn apart by him, and the man with no limbs was lying in a pool of blood, twitching, breathing weakly, wide open under the blanket. His blood-soaked eyes looked at one place——Xuan Su in his hand, motionless.

"Luo Binghe, you are today thanks to me, why don't you thank me, instead you are so ignorant. You really are an ungrateful bastard. Haha..."

The key of viciousness was opened again, and the man who was clearly about to die unexpectedly opened his mouth to vomit blood, and cursed clearly.

When Luo Binghe heard that he was able to scold him again, he was actually relieved from the bottom of his heart, but he was still afraid.

He always felt that Shen Qingqiu understood himself. The hatred for this person made Luo Binghe what he is today. This person's hatred for him would make life worse than death even if his limbs were torn apart. He will still try his best to give alms, continue to linger on, and live with resentment.

Therefore, the mutual resentment between the two made the two of them what they are today. He felt that Shen Qingqiu, who couldn't die no matter how much he played, was really interesting.

However, Shen Qingqiu at that time...

seem--

"You want to die? There's nothing so easy."

Don't you plan to hate now?

"Master, you have done a lot of evil in your life, and you will be harmed if you have grievances or rifts with you, and you will be harmed if you have no grudges or enmities."

Yes, our mutual resentment hasn't ended yet, and I haven't stopped, so why don't you follow.

"If you are half-dead, you can still catch up with a sect leader. If you don't die, slow down and suffer everyone's suffering together. How can you be worthy of them?"

If you give up just because of today's little farce, how can you be worthy of my long-term resentment?

Like a child who made a mistake and seemed to have played too much and stabbed Lou Zi, he casually threw the broken sword in his hand, and left in a hurry——

If this sword can make you continue to hate, then give me a good life, our resentment will not end.

However, since then, no matter what he did to Shen Qingqiu, he no longer struggled, nor yelled, and there was no vicious resentment in his eyes, begging for life and wanting revenge, like a corpse covered with corpses, unless it hurts Extremely, no more response.

Under the pouring and cutting of spiritual power, the bamboo leaves shattered into four identical pieces, as thin as a cicada's wings. Luo Binghe tilted his palm, watching them fall to the soles of his feet and be blown away by the wind.

The misjudgment of the importance of the dead Yue Qingyuan in the previous life, on the contrary, contributed to Shen Qingqiu's final self-salvation, making him completely lose the villain who he didn't understand why he tortured him so hard and didn't want him to die.

Luo Binghe then moved his gaze back to the distance, staring at that touch of blue color from afar, rejoicing and expecting—Shen Qingqiu, now, facing a living Yue Qingyuan, what would you do.

"You don't need to worry about my affairs, don't you know why I am heartbroken?" The peak master of Qingjing Peak took a deep breath, firmly grasped the folding fan in his hand, as if he had made up his mind, and then turned around , raised his head, eyes filled with resentment and sarcasm, and sneered: "At that time, why didn't you die? It's good that you died, at least I can comfort myself, it's not that you didn't come, but that you left halfway when you came. ACCIDENT!"

Yue Qingyuan remained motionless for a moment, his face was pale, his lips trembled, he wanted to speak, but he didn't dare.

Shen Qingqiu laughed presumptuously, as if he was very satisfied with the expression of regret and guilt on the opposite person, he hadn't felt so carefree for a long time, like a stinging thorn, he continued to express the hatred that he hoped for back then: "There has been a lot of love between us. It's not over! Shen Jiu, Yue Qi, hehe, Yue Qi died on the way to find Shen Jiu, and Shen Jiu died in Qiu's house waiting for Yue Qi to come back. How good it is, let them all die in our memory. Master Yue, you and I met for the first time, it was the Immortal Alliance Conference, my hands were stained with the blood of the disciples who participated in the selection, and you were ordered to kill the perpetrator." Shen Jiu looked at his hands that had killed innocent people before, and chuckled softly , Draw a clear relationship and generally help him recall: "That day, you came down from the fairy mountain to save me, and I have already been stained with the blood of too many people, and I am already in hell."

Yue Qingyuan opened his eyes wide, filled with grief and indignation, finally, with a hoarse voice, he spoke with difficulty and explained for him: "It's all my fault... If I could go back earlier... At that time, it was clearly you who saved me, You accidentally followed that demon way, and you are also in danger of your life at any time, and you are also coerced by others and cannot escape, and you cannot-"

"It's not that I can't." Shen Qingqiu interrupted him, and continued to vent his jealousy, laughing at him for being sentimental: "I'm an unlucky person, I don't have such a good root as the head of Yue, and I worshiped such a good mountain , I recognized such a good master, I just wanted to seize the rare opportunity for a villain like me to turn around, as long as there is a slight turning point, I can give up everything and use everything, such as killing Qiu's family, Wu Yanzi is finally willing to accept it I later killed Wuyanzi and saved you, didn’t I win the goodwill of your noble family and become a stepping stone to enter the sky?”

"Xiao Jiu!!!" Yue Qingyuan felt that there seemed to be something in him that was irreparable, even the superficial self-deception between the two of them could not be maintained.

"Stop calling me that, Yue Qingyuan, the past is over, now you and I are just friends from the same family, you don't have to feel guilty, and I don't care, the past is gone." Shen Qingqiu was tired of laughing, and withdrew his madness. , slowly raised his head and looked at the bamboo leaves flying all over the mountain: "Don't be too arrogant, you don't have to worry about my affairs. Now I am Shen Qingqiu, the lord of Qingjing Peak who is glamorous in front of people, and the world admires it. The humble and desolate past came to me, after so many years, if you are not tired, I will be tired, can't we be like other fellow students, and take good care of our own three-acre land?"

"...If you like this way of living, that's fine." Yue Qingyuan knew that he was the stupidest person. When he was Yue Qi, Shen Jiu always liked to joke and he couldn't speak. Now, he hated himself. stupid mouth.

"Well, I like it very much." Shen Qingqiu paused and nodded.

"Actually, I hope you can be like just now, like before, wanton, carefree, unforced, real..." Yue Qingyuan clenched Xuansu in his hands, and the hands in his sleeves trembled slightly: " However, if this can make you let go of the hatred and resentment in your heart, no matter how you choose your way of life, I will protect you no matter what."

Shen Qingqiu was stunned for a moment, feeling that what he just said was a lot of nonsense.

"...As for your elder brother in charge—the Immortal Alliance Conference, just now...Qing Qiu...I will consider the proposal of my younger brother."

After Yue Qingyuan finished speaking, he left Qing Jing Peak in a hurry without looking back.

"Thank you..." Shen Qingqiu looked at the back of Yuan Qu, closed his eyes and swallowed the blood rushing to his throat, said three words that he thought he had no chance to say again, and then turned around one after another.

It is really too tiring to live, and I don’t want to make any more choices. It has always been because of wearing a mask for too long, telling too many lies, pretending according to what the world likes, and hiding because of his own desires. His hypocritical little People are no longer the Shen Jiu they used to be, take care of your head, Yue Qi, don't send yourself to death for a villain like me...

At this moment, he was in a daze, looking at the nightmare that was waiting for him in the distance, haunting him for two lifetimes.

The bamboo leaves are flying all over the mountain, and the bamboo branches are swaying and stacked like green waves rolling, clean and crisp.The mountain wind blew away his hair, covering his sight from time to time, Shen Qingqiu really wanted to tell Yue Qingyuan, in fact, at some point, all his truths were given to a little bastard.

At this time, holding the sword in both hands, the jade tree facing the wind, the handsome young man smiled at the returning Shen Qingqiu's sun and moon, which was as bright as a eclipse, evil and joyful.

"Welcome back, my master."

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