The Scum Villain’s Self-Saving System

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It sounds like this is not the first time Luo Binghe has met them.Shen Qingqiu said: "Have you seen them before?"

Luo Binghe said softly: "I have encountered that snake in Nanjiang before and handed over several times, almost losing money. The other one hasn't seen it, but I can't beat him."

Zhu Zhilang was born in southern Xinjiang and ran there, so he had to be more diligent.Tian Langjun also said that the plague incident in Jinlan City was originally intended to solve the food problem in southern Xinjiang.Luo Binghe fought several fights with Zhu Zhi Lang in southern Xinjiang, which was unexpected.

But Zhu Zhilang didn't seem to explain his identity to Luo Binghe, nor did he regard him as a young master.Tian Langjun didn't look like he had this plan.

In this way, neither the father nor the cousin admitted his meaning.

Although Luo Binghe's pace was steady, he was still a little limping, but he was still standing upright, not even supporting the wall.In the eyes of Shen Qingqiu, the five flavors are mixed, and he embarrassed for a moment. He made a determined decision and stepped forward. He was about to support Luo Binghe and the candlelight flickered suddenly.

The tomb was darkened, and Luo Binghe's body pressed against him.

But this time, Luo Binghe neither hugged him hard nor moved his hands, but completely fell on him, and then he was motionless.

After a long day of tossing, Shen Qingqiu was also very tired. He failed to carry the weight of the two people and leaned against the stone wall.Luo Binghe leaned on him, lying on his back, his head knocked on the wall, and made a loud impact sound. He heard Shen Qingqiu's heart trembling, and his teeth hurt.

He quickly stood up straight, hugged Luo Binghe with his backhand, and felt for a while, touching his back.The clothing behind Luo Binghe was ragged, and all of them were showered by the rain of the mourning palace corpse, and then probed inside, the skin under the skin felt strange, and there seemed to be signs of ulceration.And it already smelled fishy.

After all, Corpse Rain is not a good thing.

When no one else was present, according to Shen Qingqiu’s calling habits, he loved to bow first and left to bow and enjoy two small ear scrapers, but now that his claws were not extended, he felt that he couldn’t reach his hands, so he patted him lightly instead. With two cheeks on the cheek, the voice lightened involuntarily: "Luo Binghe? Luo Binghe?"

Luo Binghe's eyes were closed and his eyelashes did not tremble, and his face became red and abnormal.

Shen Qingqiu stretched out his hand, his forehead and cheeks were hot, like a fever.However, the concept of "fever" will never exist in Luo Binghe. Even if there are occasions when they are trapped, they will not last long, nor will they reach the point of unconsciousness.When I touched my hand again, it was cold.He was like a person with his head in the microwave and his body in the ice cellar.

Shen Qingqiu put one hand behind Luo Binghe's brain and rubbed the place where he had just hit the wall.

"Ice River, can you hear clearly?"

no respond.

Shen Qingqiu did the math.In order to protect the flesh from withering, Luo Binghe spent a few days of spiritual power, and finally did not protect; Da Fei Zhouzhang grabbed the black moon python rhinoceros everywhere; after coming to the holy tomb, he was kicked and kicked by Tian Langjun, In the midst of the sonic attack of Xidian again, Tian Langjun continued to be punched and kicked, and finally the corpse rain showered.

It’s much worse than a fever.

After Luo Binghe was in a coma, the coercion lost its deterrent force, and the blind corpses that had just retracted into the darkness began to move around, hoarse and hoarse.

Shen Qingqiu held the upturned Luo Binghe in one hand, held the Xiuya sword in one hand, and flicked it violently. The sword flew out of its sheath and flew out like a flying arrow. The first one punctured back and forth.However, the sharp reflection of the sharp blade is very strong. The green light of the pharyngeal candle is reflected on the body of the sword, which is more dazzling. The blind corpse has a strong ability to capture the light and dodges quickly. This second move will not work.Shen Qingqiu just inserted the saber back into his waist. Several skinny arms had been stretched to the close. There was even a glance from Chongluo Glacier. He threw a crit with his palm and put the irregular blind corpse. The head exploded.

It's just that, although this crit is easy to use, it can't be used all the time.Spiritual energy consumption is too large, it will be exhausted in a short time, and Shen Qingqiu is now back to the spiritual state of two grids. He can no longer be as careless as before.The blind corpse pushed and shoved in the tomb. He had to kick one by one. Although these monsters were low-level, they couldn't finish it all. They also had to hold a dull Luo Binghe. Luo Binghe hit his head again on the stone wall.

"Boom" sounded painful.Shen Qingqiu rested his head on the back of his hand with uneasiness. After touching and touching, he always felt that he had bulged a big bag.This is burning and falling, don't make the child silly!

The devil is difficult to stay in, and staying in this gravestone filled with swallowing candles will only lead to a steady stream of blind corpses.He changed his posture, carried Luo Binghe one hand on his shoulder, strode the meteor forward, and the blind corpse was thrown a few feet behind him, but with his rapid breathing, the swallowing candle continued to light up. The figure was so unrestrained that the blind corpse couldn't keep up, but it couldn't get rid of it.Passing by a small tomb around the corner.

This may also be a preparation room, in which the coffins are horizontal and vertical, and the swings are very irregular, and some even the lid of the coffin is overturned to the ground, and there is no solemn dignity at all.Shen Qingqiu hurriedly dragged Luo Binghe into it, looking at them bit by bit, some lying with dead bodies with strange gestures, and some empty.

The sound of hoarse outside the tomb is getting closer and closer, pulling out long and disorderly black shadows staggered on the ground.Shen Qingqiu saw the situation critical and jumped into the sarcophagus.He wanted to put Luo Binghe into another coffin, but in that time, the two of them hugged together, rolled over and rolled into the sarcophagus.

Rao is covered with a soft bottom, and Shen Qingqiu still falls to Venus.Luo Binghe was up, and Shen Qingqiu was down. He was crushed and he could hardly catch his breath.

What to eat to grow up this kid!Why is it so heavy looking so thin!

There is also a half of the coffin lid that is not tightly covered. Shen Qingqiu is about to reach out and shut. The faint green light shakes outside, and there are several black shadows on the zenith.

The blind corpse came in.

They approached the tomb slowly, and from time to time there was a soft "buckle" sound, as well as the murmur of sharp nails scratching the surface of the sarcophagus, which was creepy.

But if there is no place where the swallow candles will never be hidden, it is in the coffin.As long as there is no light source, these blind eyes will not catch them.

Shen Qingqiu was not in a hurry, lying on his back with his face up, Luo Binghe pressed his face down on him, his head embedded in his shoulder socket, and the heat was transferred to Shen Qingqiu's neck, making him uncomfortable.Even he was uncomfortable, and Luo Binghe was even more uncomfortable.

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Just as the ice head of Luo Binghe was hot, it would be better to use his hand to cool his forehead.Shen Qingqiu thought this was a good idea, and was about to hold Luo Binghe's wrist and raised it, and suddenly his body stiffened.

Five bony, skinny fingers with unusually long nails appeared above the coffin.

Why did you search so carefully and thoroughly!Isn't it that the IQ of the blind corpse is very low!Isn't it something that doesn't shine that people don't even care about!!!

Shen Qingqiu suddenly discovered that something was glowing a little red on his cheek.

With a squint, Luo Binghe's eyes were closed, but the mark of the heavenly devil on his forehead had turned out, and the red marks on his forehead were disappearing with his breath.The red light dims with one.

Although he knows that this seal of sin is a testament to the blood of this line, it does not have to be so conspicuous!Why does it look so similar to something that Altman has to flash when he has little energy at the last minute when he hits a little monster!

He couldn't draw his hand to cover the mark of the bad thing, and he turned his head subconsciously, his lips pressed against the bright forehead.

It looked like he was kissing Luo Binghe's forehead.But don't care about this kind of details very often.

The lanky hand, the nails full of dirt, and a few strands of hair quivered into the sarcophagus, groping around.The internal space of the coffin is narrow, but the belly of the coffin is long. As long as it continues to maintain this range of exploration, the two people at the bottom of the coffin cannot be reached.

But this hand didn't know how to converge. Shen Qingqiu's heart was gradually deeper and deeper as it was deeper and deeper, and he quickly touched the back of Luo Binghe. He bit his teeth and pulled out a right hand that was about to be numbed. , Found a fairly good place behind the Luobing River, and pressed it.

With such a press, Luo Binghe's upper body was completely attached to him.Originally there were gaps to be found. Now, the two are almost in a mass, with the chest sticking to the chest and the belly to the belly.

Originally, the lower abdomen should be the softest part of the human body, but Shen Qingqiu's stomach was panicked by Luo Binghe's lower abdomen. The more he pressed down, the more confident he was that he must have practiced eight abdominal muscles and was so hard that he would die.

Although the hand stopped a few centimeters above Luo Binghe's back, he changed his direction and touched the other side.

Seeing that he had to touch Luo Binghe's lower leg again, Shen Qingqiu crossed his heart and separated the legs, so that Luo Binghe's left leg fell into the middle of his legs.

The space occupied by the two has been reduced to a minimum, and it really cannot be smaller!

The blind corpse trembled for a long time, but didn't touch anything, and slowly swallowed it out.

When the blind corpses grunted and withdrew from the tomb, swarming far away in groups, Shen Qingqiu was relieved.

Now this posture is too unsightly.If someone stretched their heads and looked inside, Bao Zhun felt that Shen Qingqiu was burning, holding Luo Binghe firmly and would not let go, desperately pushing him into his arms.He just wanted to help Luo Binghe sit up, and there was a sudden abrupt sound in the tomb.

"It's premature to let go of it now."

The voice was old and the tone mocked.Shen Qingqiu immediately grabbed the Xiu Ya sword, turned over, pressed Luo Binghe under it, and sat up with the horizontal sword in front. He was alert: "Who!"

The blind corpse has long gone, and the tomb is empty, with only a sarcophagus full of cold houses.

...Don't tell him which coffin was in another corpse.He has seen it just now, almost all dry goods!

The voice said again: "If the old man doesn't want you to see it, don't even want to see it even if you turn over the entire Holy Mausoleum."

After listening to two sentences, Shen Qingqiu found out that the sound was very familiar. He had heard it before, and there was more than one sentence.With a flash of aura, he inserted the sword back into his sheath and said, "Since it's a predecessor of dream demons, you don't have to pretend to be a ghost."

As soon as the words fell, an old man appeared suddenly in the middle of the tomb, dressed in luxurious clothes and looking like an eagle falcon.He sat cross-legged on a sarcophagus and proudly looked down on Shen Qingqiu: "You still remember the old man."

Shen Qingqiu said: "Since Senior Dream Demon appeared in front of me, then I must be dreaming now."

Before, the dream demon could only appear in the dream as a black mist, but now it can transform into a human form.It seems that the body of Luo Binghe recovered very well.The visitor was a grandfather who was absolutely standing on the side of the Luobing River. Shen Qingqiu was relieved.

The dream demon hummed: "But you two are in a dilemma, but you are not dreaming."

Shen Qingqiu said: "Can you please help Senior Demon Seniors to help you enter the dream of Luo Binghe and wake him up?"

Dream Demon Road: "Can't wake up."

"Ah?" Shen Qingqiu was a little anxious, almost breaking the power: "Why!" Has Luo Binghe's brain burnt out?

The dream demon said lightly: "I can't get in. This kid is now chaotic in the primordial spirit, there is nothing, the mist is heavy, and the dream is not awake. The old man has only encountered this situation in the dream of two people. One of them is People who are seriously ill."

It doesn't seem to be a good thing to say, but the first kind is seriously ill, and the second kind will never be worse.Shen Qingqiu asked patiently: "The other?"

"Stupid person."

"..."

The dream demon said to himself: "It is also the boy who deserves it. Over the past five years, Bai spent his spirits and spirits to kill his dream creations at night. The old man has taught him that this is tantamount to self-destructive spirit, he does not Mind it. Sooner or later there will be such a day. In recent days, in order to save your flesh and spirit body, the spiritual power is consumed, and the magic sword is even more chaotic. Besides, he still broke into the Holy Mausoleum, and the most talented blood line of the Devil in this generation. Heirs face up."

Shen Qingqiu's hand holding Xiu Ya sword was so painful that he looked back at Luo Binghe, who was lying in a sarcophagus, and said, "...Senior can't wake him up?"

"Helpless."

Shen Qingqiu punched him and lay silently back in the coffin.

The dream demon raised an eyebrow: "What are you doing?"

Shen Qingqiu answered: "Sleep. Wait to wake up."

Dream Demon's forehead blue muscles burst: "Dare you ignore the old man?"

Shen Qingqiu closed his eyes: "Since the predecessors have said that they are helpless, of course, I can only wait for myself to wake up to protect him out."

The dream demon hummed: "The holy tomb of this race is forbidden and dangerous. There are still two troublesome characters waiting. You alone cannot protect him."

He was right, very right.

Shen Qingqiu opened his eyes and sighed: "But at this moment, besides my master, who else can protect, or will protect Luo Binghe?"

Shen Qingqiu was distraught after all the twists and turns, but one thing was clear: saying nothing would allow Luo Binghe to be here.

Dream Demon coldly said: "After many years, you finally agree to admit that this kid is your apprentice, you are his master?"

Shen Qingqiu said: "It is indeed a long time ago."

He was still waiting for the dream demons to continue to ridicule, and the old man suddenly sighed.He said: "If this kid can wake up and hear your words, I don't know how happy it should be."

Grandpa, can you not be so obscene in every sentence!

Shen Qingqiu was covered with black lines.What is meant by "if" and "can wake up", this kind of life-and-death tone makes him even more disturbed.

Suddenly, the dream demon burst into anger and shouted, "Obviously I am the master of this kid, how much has he been taught? ah?! Throughout the world, the technique of manipulating the heart! But he refused to call me Master. , "Senior", "Senior" is hanging on your mouth! You have just taught him some rough fist and rough heart method, but he is chasing behind you crying and calling Master! Really mad at me! "

He suffocated a long time ago, and now he saw the two men lying in the same coffin, and he felt that the picture was dazzling, and the old eyes were blind, extremely unhappy and grumbled.Shen Qingqiu was not happy either. He was not convinced that he only called the swordsmanship of the Cangqiang Mountain for its shallow fists and feet. When he just wanted to pinch back, the dream demon walked around the sarcophagus and grumbled, "If it was in a dream , God does not know how to remove you without knowing it, and today these things will not happen. This kid was originally a promising plasticist, but when he meets you, he is so useless to teach people, but it is still in your hands. Pretend in front of you, pretend to be ruthless! According to the old man, either you will be killed or you will be dealt with, so tossing and arrogant, if you want to refuse to welcome you, you will also get angry! "

Shen Qingqiu really wanted to cover his ears or sew his mouth.He glanced at the quiet sleeping face of Luo Binghe beside him, and a moment of tears flashed in his head. He immediately withdrew his eyes and couldn't bear to say: "These seniors said in front of me, aren't they good? Have you counted? Will it wake me up after the count?"

The dream demon also complained: "Wake up? Wake up and you don't know how to get out. The open entrance is closed."

Shen Qingqiu: "It may not be possible to open it again. Please tell me what direction Luo Luohe used to break the boundary with the black moon python rhinoceros."

His eyes fell on the heart demon sword in Luo Binghe's waist.The entrance that has just been opened must be weak, and then the mind demon sword can be used to cut through the air once, maybe it can be opened again.The dream demon looked down at him, but his heart was clear, but he didn't take it seriously: "This sword may not be used for you."

Of course, Shen Qingqiu also knows this.He gritted his teeth secretly and said in a deep voice: "There is no other way. Always try."

When he woke up, he was still lying in the sarcophagus, and Luo Binghe pressed on him obediently, being held tightly.

Thank goodness, finally, the demonic elf of the dream demon would let him out.Shen Qingqiu was about to sit up, and suddenly, something seemed to rub against his right leg, and he poked hard on the inside of his thigh.

Shen Qingqiu first thought it was a hilt, and absent-mindedly reached out and dialed it. As soon as he encountered it, the system message suddenly exploded:

Yooooooo~~~~ coolness +1000┏(┏q)┓~~~Congratulations on the achievement "Progress in Physical Relationship"!!!

In an instant, Shen Qingqiu also became a dry goods.

"Progress in physical relations"?Is it a furry thing?

He looked down again.It was only discovered that this "sword handle" was really a remarkable thing.

Tianzhu!!!!!!!!!!!It’s Tianzhu!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Shen Qingqiu has the heart to kill and then commit suicide!

The wind danced wildly for a long while, and he slapped his palm on the face, comforting himself in his heart: there is no sun and moon in the Holy Mausole, maybe it is morning outside now?!Normal phenomenon, normal physiological phenomenon!

Will it be eliminated by itself?!Generally speaking, this is true!

But it doesn't seem to be too pitiful to leave it this way!!!

There is no way to be pitiful. I can't help him in this situation?!?!

Pretending not to see it should be forgiven, right?!?!?!

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