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Shen Qingqiu’s first reaction, I think it must be Luo Linghe.

When the person came in, he found out that the face was big.

It’s actually Liu Qingge who came in.

Liu Qingge did not always like to step on the door panel that he stumbled directly into the room. When did he learn to knock on the door? !

Straight man, can be put in! Shen Qingqiu sideways, shut the door, he asked casually: "What is Liu Shidi's late visit to the museum? Luo Glacier?"

Liu Qing’s singer’s face: “I don’t know!”

The expression was plain and clear, and he would rather sleep on the roof than a room with the little beast.

Shen Qingqiu smiled straight and fell, Liu Qingge glanced at him, put his hand into his arms, took out a thing, and threw it. Shen Qingqiu raised his hand and caught it. At first glance, it was actually an old folding fan that he had placed in the quiet peak bamboo house.

Shen Qingqiu's feelings are not self-prohibited, and the breezy habits are refreshing.

Sure enough, the folding fan is equipped with a sharp weapon, and instantly feels that B is skyrocketing!

He was moved: "Teacher... You still remember to bring this to me!"

Liu Qingge is certainly not a special trip to send him a folding fan. He picked up a stool and was sitting in a dangerous position. Only one arm rested on the table and said awkwardly: "I have something to tell you."

Infected by his emotions, Shen Qingqiu could not help but get upright and straightened his waist.

Liu Qing sang: "What are you going to do with Luo Binghe?"

The peak of the peak of the hundred wars is definitely not to ask this sentence with the mentality of gossip. Shen Qingqiu pondered for a while and said sincerely: "I don't know what is going on. When I react, it becomes like this."

Liu Qing sang: "Do you really believe that he has been rehabilitated?"

Shen Qingqiu said: "I have not changed myself, but I seem to have misunderstood him."

Liu Qingge sneered: "Misundering? He forced you to blew himself up, smashing the poisonous flower palace, blocking the Cangwu Mountain, burning the temple, and hurting the head of the brothers, are misunderstandings?"

As soon as I heard the last sentence, Shen Qingqiu immediately asked: "Is it a good thing for the master? The last time he seems to have been wounded, is the wood master optimistic about him? Is it really the hand under Luo Binghe?"

Liu Qing song said: "Who else? Who wants to give him an excuse? It's really confused!"

Do not. He did not want to make excuses for Luo Binghe, but he was really not sure that Luo Binghe could easily hurt Yue Qingyuan.

You must know that Luo Binghe and Yue Qingyuan have had several positive encounters in the "Frenzy Fairy Way", but they have not been able to find the cheaper one at a time. Still use the original goods Shen Qingqiu, only to the first death of this faction to the horrible death of Wan Jian.

Speaking of it, regardless of the original or the world, Yue Qingyuan’s "Shen Qingqiu" really favors it very much~My Website~ When he was depressed, he was so good, why should he be awkward? Human scum heart and lungs? Is there any unexplored source of this? Will it also belong to one of the filling projects?

He bowed his head and meditated, but Liu Qingge thought he was being ashamed of his heart, his look slowed down, and his tone was not so harsh: "They don't understand the same door, why are you so good to him?"

......Really, Shen Qingqiu did not feel how good he was for Luobing. Really!

Liu Qingge leaned forward slightly, and the bright candle reflected his white face with a warm color.

He asked in a tight tone: "Is it still true that those rumors are true?"

I thought that Liu Juju would be too naive and too sweet to be a gossip!

Shen Qingqiu grasped the folding fan, hehehehe: "Liu Shidi will actually hear the rumors of these nonsense."

Liu Qingge once again sat up straight: "I don't believe it. You are all worried about the white-eyed wolf."

Shen Qingqiu said helplessly: "I didn't protect him. I just didn't want to misunderstand him."

Liu Qingge said coldly: "I don't understand the things between you. Jiangshan is easy to change, and the nature is difficult to move. Luobing is not a good class, you are good at it."

When he finished, he got up and left.

Shen Qingqiu certainly knows that Luo Binghe is not a good class, but now he can't conclude that he belongs to a scorpion, and he has a headache. Over there, Liu Qingge is about to go out, passing by the side of the party, glanced at it, like something that has not been picked up, and stepped on the air.

Shen Qingqiu looked up and saw Liu Qingge still not going out, she was different: "What?"

Liu Qingge looked back stiffly and looked at him up and down with a new and complex look.

For a long while, shaking his head, this opened the door. Just a few steps, it seems to have been slammed by the threshold.

What happened? !

Shen Qingqiu was asleep at night.

In the early morning of the second day, between half-dream and half-awake, he noticed that there was a person in the room.

The man was light and bare and walked around. Shen Qingqiu opened his eyelids and immediately stopped.

I will be interested in slipping into his room early in the morning, of course, only Luo Binghe.

However, it is very different from the Luo Glacier.

He put on a white coat, and the black hair was also bundled up with a light hair band. He was looking relaxed and busy in the room.

This attire and appearance is exactly the same as the Luobing River before the Xianmeng Conference. A standard pure and innocent disciple (crossed out) is able to do the image of a small and pretty woman (crossed out), really...

It is too deceptive!

Luo Binghe turned his head and saw him raise his upper body with one arm. He smiled and said: "Master Wake up? Breakfast is on the table."

Shen Qingqiu helped the amount, but the body could not help but react. He took a hand of Luo Binghe and got out of bed.

It’s strange to blame, this morning is the standard of service for the quiet morning peaks in the morning. Get out of bed, cloak, wash, go to the table, eat, and naturally complete the set under the intimate service of Luo Binghe.

If the scene is changed to a quiet peak bamboo house, there will be a terrible illusion of time back!

Luo Binghe commented: "The breakfast at this inn is really unpalatable. The grievance teacher respected it."

If the comparison object is the craft of Luo Binghe, this evaluation is very important.

Shen Qingqiu took a deep breath and asked, "What about your uncle?"

Luo Binghe smiled: "I don't know."

When the two people mentioned each other, they were all simple and rude words of "I don't know." Shen Qingqiu came to figure out the doorway, and asked him a question.

As soon as the gods worked hard, Luo Glacier went to make a bed for him.

The devil king made him a bed! This picture is so beautiful, Shen Qingqiu dare not look!

Cold, the voice of Luo Binghe came: "However, since the teacher respected me, let me call Liu Qingge a teacher, that is, I still admit that I am a quiet disciple."

Is this no nonsense?

How many voices did you scream after chasing the master?

Shen Qingqiu said: "When did you say that you are not my disciple?"

Luo Binghe whispered: "I thought that Master has already driven me out of the division by default. I have been chasing the teacher, but I am afraid that I am only wishful thinking."

... can't stand it.

Shen Qingqiu's face.

Is it a little motivated? Ice brother! ! !

You are coldly saying to the harem that "my woman is so much and only more and more will endure or roll" this kind of domineering version of the manifesto Ma Man.

This side gives people a tea to send a water laundry stack is shy and replied, twisted back to be willing to speak, who is the pure love boy?

what?

Who is occupying your body!

Shen Qingqiu finally had the opportunity to train his apprentice. He took a sip of tea: "You have this idea, very good. Since you know that you are still a disciple of Qing Jingfeng, then you can't be so rude to the uncles in the future. Especially after returning to Cangwu Mountain today, old Honestly apologize for the last time you were around the mountain."

An apology is certainly not just a verbal apology. Be sure to compensate the damaged public facilities for the original price. This is at least sincerity!

Luo Glacier took away the plate of the morning meal and said carelessly: "You don't have to go back to Cangshan today."

Shen Qingqiu: "What do you say?"

Luo Binghe: "I said that if you really want to see you, you don't have to go back to Cangwu Mountain. We can turn to the Zhaohua Temple."

When the words "Zhaohua Temple" spit out from his mouth, the system sent a reminder: ["Zhaohua Temple" mission officially released! Publisher: Luo Binghe. Please choose whether to accept it! 】

The initiator of the mission is actually Luo Binghe himself!

Shen Qingqiu blinked: "How do you know?"

Luo Binghe Road: "If you go to the Master, you don't know? Look at Liu... Liu Shishu hasn't come back yet."

The voice just fell, and when the jingle sounded, Liu Qingge came back.

He did not look at Luo Binghe, and he said to Shen Qingqiu: "Change the road. Today, I will not return to Cangwu Mountain and go to Zhaohua Temple."

Shen Qingqiu stood up and said: "What happened?"

Liu Qingge Shen Sheng said: "There was a thing. After the night after the night of the night. Many martial art factions have been invited to go to Zhaohua Temple for discussion. The Cangwu Mountain School is included. The city's comprehension family has already started. ""

On the way to Zhaohua Temple, take the path to Jinlan City.

After a few years, I don’t know what the old commercial capital experienced after the disaster. What is it like now? If it is not a hurry, Shen Qingqiu must fly the thick clouds to take a look.

Not long after Jinlancheng, it was Zhaohua Temple.

The temple is solemn and sits on the side of a green hill. Originally it was a quiet ancient temple, but today it is full of people, the figure is moving, the mountainside is more and more flying swords in groups and sailed in and out.

Under the stone steps of the Daxiong Hall, three people stopped. Liu Qingge said to Shen Qingqiu: "You will go with me to see the master."

Shen Qingqiu just got the head, Luo Lanhe also followed. He has a special status, and this occasion is more sensitive. Shen Qingqiu said: "You should hide it first, and don't let the first ones point you at you."

Luo Binghe does not matter: "I want to refer to the fingers. Of course I have to follow the master."

This is another dissuasion. I really let him follow, and when people are recognized, there will be more unnecessary troubles. Shen Qingqiu said: "You will go first, Liu Shidi, I will come later."

Liu Qingge glanced at them coldly, flying on the body, first going to meet with the Cangwu Mountain.

As long as it deliberately converges, Luo Binghe can make himself look like humans and animals harmless, mixed in the bustling crowd, in addition to the face looks good, really like a good apprentice of ordinary martial art. As for Shen Qingqiu, in addition to a less glamorous appearance in Jinlan City, it has been buried for many years, and the chances of being recognized are even smaller...

A wall of people surrounded by circles and circles on the outside of the temple. If it is in the past, most of the most arrogant, it must be a disciple of the Magic Flower Palace, but now the Magic Flower Palace has become a cult, naturally excluded, and has never been invited, and one is not seen.

The main hall of the Daxiong Treasure Hall is the abbot of Zhaohua Temple. The dust-free master actually stood in it. Shen Qingqiu fixed his eyes and looked at it, only to find that his two calves were wooden prostheses, so that he could stand as usual.

The Cangwu Mountain School was headed by Yue Qingyuan, sitting on the side of the temple. Liu Qingge just stood behind him and leaned over and whispered a few words. Yue Qingyuan touched his face, slightly raised his head and looked around. Next to the dust-free master, it is the innocent abbot of Zhaohua Temple.

The old-fashioned monk with his hands and white hands clasped together, and the thick and low voice echoed in the hall, and it sounded extremely loud.

"The old man asked straight."

"How many people are there to have the same dream on the night?"

The author has something to say: still save the manuscript box... This day is really crazy TAT

Yesterday, I lost my head and forgot to give thanks to the angels, forgive me!

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