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At first glance, the disciple was actually very ordinary. Mixed in a pile of disciples of the Magic Flower Palace, timid and shrinking, eyes dodging.

Shen Qingqiu noticed him because his face was a color, his neck was a piece of color, his left hand and his right hand were two different colors. Moreover, neither the sword nor the glare, but the slap in the eyes of the disciples of the Huaihua Palace, smashed into a slap in the face.

In Shen Qingqiu's cognition, only one kind of person will behave like this.

Mingfan Jiaozuo said: "Little sister! What happened to your sister?"

Ning Yingying smashed for a long while, as if he was stupid, and finally reacted, and the sword returned. Shen Qingqiu saw an old cat slouching his tail and basking in the sun, licking it and throwing it away into the wine cellar.

The old cat was frightened and screamed, screaming between the two people. Shen Qingqiu shook his head and shouted "The black son does not run!" Just plugged in. Inexplicably got into a person, both sides bowed. Ning Yingying is afraid of injury and innocence, and hesitated slightly. The little palace owner doesn't care so much, how to fight back and how to fight the whip. Shen Qingqiu chased the old cat and ran around in the mouth, while shouting in the mouth, "small flowers" and "grey gray" a mess of names on the cat's head. In the midst of the scuffle, Ning Yingying clearly did not dare to make a move, but she always felt that her elbow was being held for a while, and her shoulders were pushed for a while, and the long sword danced almost without her manipulation. Suddenly, "啪啪" two sounds, loud and fascinating, the small palace owner squinted, staying stunned, and froze.

Both of them saw that Ning Yingying’s arms were waving, and she opened her bow and smacked her slap in the face. At this time, she stopped fighting.

Mingfan cheers: "Sister, play well!"

Ning Yingying is weak and weak: "...no, actually...not me..."

Mingfan encouraged: "Don't be afraid, hit it and hit it! Everyone knows that she is the first to do it. We are quiet in the mountains, and we are afraid of a magical flower palace?"

Ning Yingying: "No, it's not me..."

Ming Fan: "The disciples of Qing Jingfeng are beaten, and they must be doubled!"

Shen Qingqiu’s applause: Mingfan’s child is too promising, right, I mean this!

In the eyes of the small palace, the tears flashed, and Shen Qingqiu got into the disciples of the Magic Flower Palace. Finally, he caught the old cat who was screaming and screaming. While he was screaming, he comforted him: "Hey, catch you. Not afraid. what."

Even if you are stupid, you should see that something is wrong.

The small palace owner held his face and stared at him with anger: "Hey! Who are you? Dare to tease me like this?"

The disciples of the Magic Flower Palace surrounded him and shouted: "The palace owner is asking you!"

Shen Qingqiu bent over and let go of the cat. He straightened up and pointed to the disciple who was in the end and sneaky. "Why don't you ask, who is he?"

The eyes of the people immediately focused on the man.

The original owner of the small palace was just a sweep of the corner of the eye. Who knows that the more you look at it, the more you are not right, and you can't take it for granted. You turn your head and look suspiciously: "...who are you? Why have I never seen you?" She turned again. Subordinate: "What about you? Who knows him?"

The disciple saw the situation badly, shouted, and everyone turned their spears and turned to him. Shen Qingqiu lifted his breath and said: "Don't get close to him!" He took another green leaf in his hand and turned his wrist.

This time, not only Ning Yingying, Mingfan saw the blade castrated, but also stunned. Aoba 挟 光 光 光 光 破 破 破 破 破 破 破 光 光 光 光 光 光 光 光 光 光 光 光 光 光 光

This time, everyone looks like a ghost, and even retreats, and some even jump out of the wine cellar.

Scarlet skin!

It is a combination of Shen Qingqiu’s speculation that in his cognition, only one kind of person will behave like this.

A sower who pretends to be an ordinary person.

Only the exposed parts of the outside were painted with ordinary human skin, but they were not treated in other places. At this time, they were exposed, and they broke the cans and shattered. They rushed forward and seemed to see who they were. These disciples are mostly younger generations. This kind of monster has only been heard before, and it really appears in front of you. Shen Qingqiu saw that the sowner was rushing to a disciple of Qing Jingfeng, and he was in front of him. When he was on the chest, he got this thing and flew two tables, plus blood and blood.

Shen Qingqiu turned back and said: "Not yet!"

Ning Yingying was crying and laughing and entangled: "Master, is it a teacher?"

Isn't it, my beard sticks like this, you can recognize it? Although there was such a small touch, but this time I did not decisively stay and resigned and called out his identity - it is still a bit hard!

Seeing that the sower was stubborn and unyielding, Shen Qingqiu sent the Ning Yingying warmly in the spring, and fired a fire at the enemy in the cold of winter.

Did not play.

No, it is not popping up!

Shen Qingqiu feels that the blood and throat in the body that has been lurking in the body for many years are in a hurry.

Invincible, this is like a poison that drops the chain at a critical moment!

After playing a few hits in a row, a sparkling star did not pop up one, like a lighter without oil, rubbing, hard to wipe out the spark.

Shen Qingqiu was in a bad state, and the sowing man had already rushed to hug his thigh.

Shen Qingqiu: "..."

He subconsciously raised the troubled right hand. Sure enough, the three red spots are taking root and sprouting.

unfair! Why is he so fast every time he infects him!

Perhaps there is grief and indignation as a fuse, and the last one, finally ignited a burst of flames between the fingers. Shen Qingqiu kicked the sower who hugged his thigh, and the burning fire was smashed down!

The sower's body was annihilated in the fire and screams. Ning Yingying and Mingfan tearfully wrapped one left and one right: "Master!"

Now there is no meaning in disguise. Shen Qingqiu stretched his hand on the face and regained the original appearance. He said: "Is there anyone infected?" Then he said with a strong heart that he always wanted to speak to others. : "Hurry to take medicine, medicine can't stop!"

A man and a woman cried in his ear, high and low: "Master, you can find you, what is going on..."

Shen Qingqiu did not return, suddenly felt the back of the cold, pushed away the two apprentices, Xiuyajian spit out from the clothes, a slamming, smothered the fine iron whip of the small palace owner.

If you say that in the mouth of Qing Jingfeng, the small palace owner is still only a moment of anger, this shot, is really moving to kill. A short whip in her hand made it like a knife and axe.

Shen Qingqiu also asked a question he had long asked: "What crazy are you doing?"

The head of the small palace was full of tears, and cried out loudly: "You are a traitor to the fate! Come back to my brother and sister!"

Shen Qingqiu thought that he was also a disciple of the dead and wounded in the Huanhua Palace of the Chouxian League. Who knows the next sentence, the small palace owner screamed: "You killed the official brother, I killed you!"

Shen Qingqiu Lingliu rotates at the fingertips, and **** grip her whiplash.

He is extremely wrong: "What do you say? The public servant Xiao died? What happened? Who did it?"

Even in the original, the most miserable public servant Xiao is only sent to the Mirage Palace branch in the remote area to soy sauce? !

The main palace said: "Who did it? Then ask you!"

The disciples of the Huaihua Palace hung around and said: "The thief, revenge for the guards of the Shui Dynasties!"

Shen Qingqiu’s heart is cold. The Dungeon guards the disciples, I am afraid that the number will be nearly 100. Is it not to be killed?

Ning Yingying angered: "How can you tell me about this stinky girl? Didn't you see the master and don't know about it?" Qing Jingfeng's disciple also joined the melee.

Shen Qingqiu has no eyes on the sword, and it makes no sense to let them fight like this. It’s too late to think about it. Turn over and jump out of the wine cellar and throw it away: “Come out!”

Sure enough, the two sides couldn’t care about fighting each other, chasing him and rushing out.

One stop on the street, Shen Qingqiu was speechless. Throughout the street, a large array of monks with different suits are waiting.

After all, the wine cellar has just been so loud and it’s not so scientific.

Shen Qingqiu's sole is a little bit, flying on the tile, standing firmly on the cornice, taking a deep breath, Dan Tian said: "Liu-Qing-Song!"

Some people came up with swords and angered: "Shen Qingqiu, you are so poisonous, deliberately fled to this place, and brought the hands of the various factions, in order to collude with the Mozu, to smash it here, to repeat the original Xianmeng conference. Tragedy?"

Anyway, what hat is now on his head is not too much? ! Shen Qingqiu fixed his eyes, this is not the one that was just made to tear clothes by him... the head of the domineering class? I was about to communicate with him. There was a sharp sigh in the east, and a white robes and swords. The momentum was too fierce, and there was a hurricane in the end, and the man was dragged from his sword.

Liu Qingge steadily stepped on the sword and said: "What?"

Too reliable, Liu Juju!

Shen Qingqiu Cheng said: "Take me fly."

Liu Qingge: "..."

Shen Qingqiu said: "My toxicity has been attacked again, and I can't afford the sword. I can only force the sword, only planted from the sky."

Liu Qingge sighed and said: "Come up."

The audience around the audience reprimanded, what "the Cangwu Mountain faction is filthy dirt", "the hundred war peaks and quiet peaks in the same stream", the two human rights can not be heard. Take a day in the sword, and sing in the wind, and dozens of people behind the sword will fall far.

Liu Qing sang: "Where?"

Shen Qingqiu said: "I have to go to the top of the tallest building in the city. I will trouble you later to help me block these people."

Liu Qing sang: "What the **** are you going to? It is also you into the water prison, and it is also your escape."

Shen Qingqiu said: "...nothing, it is idle."

Suddenly, Liu Qingge shouted: "Jump."

Shen Qingqiu: "Hey? It’s not here yet."

Liu Qingge: "There is something coming over here."

Shen Qingqiu did not say anything, immediately jumped, and set himself on an eaves. Liu Qingge Yu Jian came in a dazzling turn in the air, and stopped the strong ride, staring at somewhere. Shen Qingqiu followed him to see.

But I heard a sneer behind me: "Where are you looking?"

Shen Qingqiu was almost awkward on the spot.

The phrase "You are waiting!" is not to talk about it.

Also, when is Luo Binghe a "speaking" person?

Actually, the risk of being countered by the sword of the heart is also to take him... What a deep resentment!

The Luobing River looks like an ice sculpture with a wrath in the sky. It is fried at a point, and it freezes when it is smeared.

He stared at the two men, slowly reaching out to Shen Qingqiu and said: "Follow me."

Shen Qingqiu whispered: "The public servant Xiao died."

Luo glacial body is a stiff.

Shen Qingqiu continued: "The disciples of the Mirage Palace are also dead."

There seems to be a red flash in the pupils of the Luobing River.

He said coldly: "If you say anything, you will not believe it. If you talk nonsense, ask again, can you not come over?"

He stubbornly refused to take back the hand. Shen Qingqiu has not yet answered, and there are more than ten people on the four sides. Yu Jian surrounded them on the flying raft, and the head of the man was the domineering man. He was so sloppy at the end of the day that he had taken a horse step on the sword to prevent him from being shackled again. He said: "Shen Qingqiu is ours, and no one else wants to move. Give us domineering..."

Luo Binghe slammed his head and shouted: "Roll!"

He didn't even pull out the sword from the scabbard, but the whole body spurred a strong stream of spirits. There were whistling sounds in the ears of the people. This time, dozens of people were no exception, even the swords were掀 turned over to a few feet.

The domineering disciples encountered a real arrogance and arrogance, and the whole army was wiped out. The rest of the waiters are all awkward.

This black youth has done so well, why did he rarely hear about his name before?

Liu Qingge pushes Shen Qingqiu: "Go! Do what you have to do!"

Shen Qingqiu said: "No. He will give it to me!" 5:2 ah 5:2, this data he did not forget, he called Liu Qingge just want him to help a busy fish, by the way, just in case, Can not let him die!

But these two are definitely not the characters who are willing to listen to people when they are rushing to the sky. They don’t agree, they’re not right, they’re not talking, they’re going to fight. Take advantage of the sword as Changhong, Luo Lanhe did not pull the sword, the hands of the collection of spiritual power, with the palm as the blade, face to attack!

Shen Qingqiu knows why he can't pull the sword. The master is not allowed to relax a little, and this time it is most likely to be smashed. Under the eyes of the public, the evil spirits invade the brain and kill the hair, the consequences are not simple. There are actually two sets of cultivation systems in the body of Luobing, a set of aura, a set of magic, because the mixed blood is successful enough, the two systems do not interfere with each other, each works well, and when necessary, the two different attack methods can be combined. . But now, first, he can't pull the sword. Secondly, he can't use the magical power, and the lethality is not a discount. It is actually a tie with Liu Qingge.

On the flying raft, the giant bangs trembled, and the white rainbow smashed in the light, and the fight was too strong. The following monks did not dare to insert it.

Novices who haven't seen the eye-catching novice can also see it. It's not fun to be smothered by the two people's enthusiasm!

They played so fiercely, Shen Qingqiu actually had some itching, if it was not incomprehensible, this little monk was too late, and he really wanted to go up and fight. It’s not the time to be right now. He stared at the sky, counting the hour is coming, flying to the highest level. The high wind whistling, as if to blow him down.

The Luobing River looked far away, and suddenly there was a burst of anxiety, no love for the war, and the eyes were soaring, and the backhand covered the long sword hilt.

He dared to draw a sword here? !

Shen Qingqiu said: "Luo glacial, don't be impulsive!"

Luo Binghe screamed: "It’s late!" The wrist flipped, and the sword of the demon was smashed with a naked black air!

Pulling the sword straight, the Luo Binghe gently flicked on the thin blade of the heart of the sword, as if the meaning of the trepidation came from a wave of waves, and the rider actually stopped in the air.

Liu Qingge has never encountered such a situation where he did not listen to it, and it was difficult to hide it at a time. Shen Qingqiu knew that the situation was serious.

I really want to let Luo Binghe be countered by the demons now. These don't need to live anymore. He shouldn't be a man!

He pulled out the Shuya sword and said: "Luo glacial, you come over, today is the time to make a break."

Luo Glacier looked up, gloomy and glanced at him. The next moment, the figure flashed in front of him less than three feet away, and then raised his hand, opened an enchantment, covered the entire eaves, and isolated others. Open.

Seeing Shen Qingqiu step back, Luo Binghe smiled distortedly: "A broken? How do you break? You and me, are you still clear?"

How can you break it?

Shen Qingqiu took a breath and although he had a sword in his hand, he did not mean to confront. In fact, he can't do anything with this sword now.

He said: "I don't have much to say until now. I can only say one thing. If it is true, it will be hard to live."

Destiny = system, system → male owner.

Luo Binghe sneered: "Heavenly life? What is the destiny? Is any four-year-old child being bullied but no one is helping? Let an innocent old woman be starved to death?"

He said one step, stepping forward, aggressive: "I still let me grab a thing with a dog? Or let me deliberately give, treat people who deliberately deceive me, abandon me, betray me, and push me down to the place where purgatory is not as good. ?!"

He said: "Master, you see me now, but do you know how I came over in the past three years?"

"In the abyss, in three years, every moment, every moment, I think about the teacher."

"I have been so long, I finally want to understand."

In the smile of Luo Binghe, there was a sense of embarrassment.

"Destiny, either does not exist at all, or it is something that should be trampled on the soles of the feet!"

When the sun was shining, the last trace of cloud gas disappeared. The sun shone through the entire city, and the glow was brilliant, as if it were red gold.

Shen Qingqiu took his eyes back from the sky. Because looking directly at the sun, it seems to have some tears.

Speaking of it, Luo Binghe went to this step today, he really has a great responsibility. Although it is a last resort.

Luo Luohe saw his face suddenly soft and down, could not help but smashed. At the same time, the feeling of headache is fierce. He clenched his teeth and tightened the sword of the heart that broke free.

No. At least not here, it is backed up by it!

Shen Qingqiu suddenly said softly: "Don't let it suppress you."

This sound is heard, and it’s like being on the quiet peak of the year.

The heart of the Luobing River is more and more unstable, and the brain seems to be a good blade to stir up. This time, the rage was fierce, and Luo Binghe was suffering from pain. Suddenly, he felt that he was gently surrounded by people.

A divine power such as a thousand miles of embankment collapsed, the flood swept into the body of Luo Binghe, when he was forced to suppress the demons that he forced to suppress, as if the rain after the long drought was raining.

The Luobing River has a smooth airflow and is functioning correctly, but it is cool in an instant.

Explode!

Someone in the crowd has already screamed: "Shen Qingqiu blew himself!"

Shen Qingqiu let go of the Luobing River and slowly stepped back, and squatted on the way.

Xiuyajian fell down first. The master has self-destructed the spirit, and the man is in the sword, and it has been broken in midair.

Shen Qingqiu always has the habit of swallowing blood into his stomach, but at the moment he let the blood rush.

After exploding the spiritual power, he is now a waste man who is not as good as ordinary people. His voice is fluttering and he has been blown away by the wind. Luo Glacier still hears it.

What he said is: "In the past, I will return it to you today."

It’s the last thing to do.

Then, I leaned back and fell from the upstairs.

Luo Glacier was just staring at him. Everything in his eyes was slowed down countless times. Even the moment when Shen Qingqiu fell, it was slow and clear. The body that fell in the air is like a blood-stained paper basket. When the body of the Luobing River moved up first and grabbed him before he landed, he discovered that Shen Qingqiu’s body was light and thin, and there was no spiritual power in the empty, really like a paper basket, a tear It is bad.

Even without tearing, it has already disappeared.

He still can't believe it.

Does Master respect hate his bloodlines?

Why do you not hesitate to spur the spirits to help him suppress the rebellion of the heart sword?

There seem to be people around you who are screaming at the "Devil's Head" and "Dayi's Desperate".

Luo Binghe’s brain is mixed with chaos, just holding Shen Qingqiu and muttering: “Master?”

Qing Jingfeng disciples finally arrived, Ning Yingying had already heard that Luo Binghe was not dead, but he was surprised and happy, but he could see the calm and closed eyes of Shen Qingqiu. The words turned to the corner and trembled: "Alo... Master... What happened to him?"

Liu Qingge came, his lips still carrying blood, and his face was calm: "Dead!"

The disciples are stunned.

Suddenly, Mingfan shouted: "Who killed it?!"

Everyone's eyes are gathered on the Luobing River.

Although strictly speaking, it cannot be regarded as Luo Binghe’s killing, but Shen Qingqiu is indeed dying in front of him. This is the truth.

Ming Fan and a group of disciples behind him will be sent to death. Liu Qing sang: "You can't beat him."

Mingfan's eyes are red: "Liu Shishu, that Liu Shishu can always kill him, revenge for the Master?!"

Liu Qingge faintly said: "I can't beat him."

Mingfan stunned.

Liu Qingge wiped the blood and said: "Shen Qingqiu is not killed by him."

"Just, although he was not killed for him, he died for him." Liu Qingge is a word, like a sword outstretched: "This hatred must report!"

Luo Binghe turned a deaf ear, was in a state of chaos, and was still in a hurry. He still held Shen Qingqiu's body that was cold and cold. He wanted to shout loudly and bravely, but he did not dare to fear being scolded. He said: "Master?"

Mingfan shouted: "You don't call the teacher respect, the quiet peak can't afford it! The younger brothers, let's go, but I can't beat him, and he is killed at most!"

Ning Yingying raised his hand to stop him. Mingfan was in a hurry and thought that Ning Yingying still read the old feelings and replied: "The younger sisters are all now, how can you still be confused?!"

Ning Ying Yingdao: "You shut up. You are so rushed to death, Master knows what he knows? He knows what to say? Master Zunning can be infected with her own and will not let us suffer and be bullied. You are so reluctant?" ”

She suddenly got tough, and the sails slammed, and for a long while, tears flowed down.

He shed tears and said: "But... in this case, the master is too embarrassed..."

"It's not exactly what he did. Everyone has to say that he is colluding with the Mozu and shutting him into the water... There is no chance of clarification."

He whimpered: "I obviously like this kid so much... After the Xianmeng meeting, I refused to return the Zhengyang sword to Wan Jianfeng. I have to keep my own sword in the back hill... I have been sad for a long time... Finally, it falls to this end!"

Luo Luohe listened, it seems to be true.

Is that right?

Master is also... very sad?

Ning Yingying stepped forward, her eyes were red, but her tone was steady. She said: "Alo, Jinlan City, although we are not present, but have heard it. I don't know why you didn't die but didn't return to Cangwu Mountain, don't go back to Qingfeng, don't know why you don't help I don’t know what happened at the Xianmeng Congress at the time, but the grace of the teacher’s many years of cultivation and cultivation is not fake.”

When she paused, she answered: "If you think that the master is bad for you, think about it, you lost the jade thing that day. The brothers are inexplicably repelled, you should have thought about something wrong. Picking up the leaves and flying flowers can be used as weapons, and small disciplinary punishments will not have a second person on the quiet peak."

Picking leaves and flying flowers? Picking leaves and flying flowers?

Luo Binghe involuntarily tightened Shen Qingqiu.

He whispered: "I am wrong, Master, I really... I know it is wrong."

"I... I didn't want to kill you..."

Ning Yingying loudly said: "Let's do it all. Even if the Master has a place that can't help you in the past, you really can't go through the hurdles. Can you still give it back to you today? From now on After that, you..."

When she said it, she still couldn't bear it. She turned her head and said, "I still ask you... don't have to call him a teacher."

"also"?

Yes. Shi Zun just said that he said "return to you."

Does it mean that... In the past, he was laid down in the abyss, and today he fell into a tall building for him?

Luo Binghe panicked.

"I don't want you to pay back. I... I am just angry," he said to himself. "I am angry. But when you see me, it is like seeing a ghost, talking to others, but not even wanting to be with me." Said, still old and suspicious of me... I was wrong." He stuttered and said, while rubbing the blood on the face of Shen Qingqiu,

"You don't like me to be a demon. You are the right way in the world. I am just afraid to go back to Cangwu Mountain. You will drive me out. I want to get the Magic Flower Palace, can you make you happy..."

Luo Binghe trembles: "Master...I really..."

The author has something to say: Thanks to MinasueGn's rocket and white rice, three inches of sunlight, 16287268, jellyfish, fruit garden, pigs that are not adjusted, 16291906Gn mines.

Sorry to everyone, the update is slow because my code is slow, and there are a lot of typos. I can’t read it every time, and I’m afraid of poor quality. As for the plot, there is absolutely no meaning of dragging. If GN feels that development is too slow, then I am not sure about the rhythm. If GN feels too difficult... or ... 咱 fattening?

In short, thank you all! I tried my best today.