The Scum Villain’s Self-Saving System

Seeing that Shen Qingqiu was half dragging and half carrying Luo Binghe and was about to leave, the old palace master screamed "Ahhhh" in his throat. Because of his urgency, he fell off the car, and his body without limbs struggled to twist among the flowers and plants on the ground. , crawling forward, looking both terrifying and pitiful.

The old palace master murmured: "Don't go...don't go...don't go..." Shen Qingqiu's feet slipped faster and faster. Unexpectedly, the old palace master suddenly opened his eyes and roared from the bottom of his throat.

He actually risked his life to attack!

Shen Qingqiu could no longer figure out whether he didn't want them to leave or whether he didn't want Luo Binghe to live. He barely blocked it once with the cracked scabbard. His right hand was shocked, which affected the sprouted blood sprout. The pain was heartbreaking, but he still didn't throw Luo Binghe away. Under the severe pain, his blood surged up, and he suddenly looked at the old palace master, with murderous intent in his eyes.

The old palace master roared just now, and many granules broke out of the skin, and some even grew out of the corners of his eyes. He seemed to be unable to feel the pain anymore. He laughed wildly, rolled on the ground a few times, like a piece of pork, rolled to Qiu Haitang, and shouted into her ear: "Don't you want to kill Shen Qingqiu? He is right next to you. What are you sleeping in front of? Get up and kill them all!”

He is really crazy!

Qiu Haitang woke up leisurely after being shouted at. When she opened her eyes, she saw an old face with withered orange peel, covered with foreign matter and dense blood holes. She was so distraught that she screamed hysterically and drew her sword to slash into the air. Shen Qingqiu was afraid that she would use her spiritual power randomly and attract the seeds of love to her body, so she shouted: "Calm down!"

The old palace master screamed: "Hurry! Hurry! Haven't you been asking me for help? Now he can't hold it anymore, do it quickly!"

Qiu Haitang saw Shen Qingqiu in his eyes, and then he seemed to have regained his consciousness slightly. His hands were trembling and his eyes were straight.

To be fair, Shen Qingqiu had no hatred towards this woman. After all, she was still the victim of the original product. But if she had to block the way here, he would have to take action.

Unexpectedly, Qiu Haitang did not attack him without hesitation as before. Instead, he stared blankly at Shen Qingqiu and Luo Binghe in his arms. Instead of moving forward, he took a few steps back.

Her lips trembled: "It's impossible... It's impossible... It's fake! It's all fake! Not my brother. Not my brother!"

what happened?

She cried and shouted: "I didn't do anything, why should I suffer for so many years?!"

Shen Qingqiu was stunned. Qiu Haitang was only unconscious for a short moment. Why did she look like a different person when she woke up? In other words, it was like seeing something unacceptable and being frightened crazy.

Shen Qingqiu knew something was fishy and said in a deep voice: "Don't move."

The old palace master shouted: "What are you waiting for?!"

Qiu Haitang lost his mind, holding his head and screaming at Shen Qingqiu: "Why don't you kill me. Why don't you kill me?!"

Shen Qingqiu was confused by the call, and Qiu Haitang ran away. He shouted from behind: "Hey!"

Running around in the Holy Tomb is a dead end!

But the person has already run far away, and there is no time to catch up. Shen Qingqiu gave her a warning in his heart and moved on.

When the old palace master saw her running away, the last trace of hope disappeared without a trace. He lay on the ground blankly and suddenly took a bite of a blade of grass, laughing to himself. Smiling, the fleshy buds on his head grew denser and faster, covering his entire head in an instant. Soon after, he couldn't laugh anymore, and Shen Qingqiu seemed to hear the abnormal sound of the skull and brain being squeezed. The old palace master took a few deep breaths and put his head heavily on the ground, unable to lift it up again.

It is really sad that a generation of sect leader died in such a tragic and ugly death.

Shen Qingqiu had not taken a few steps when a vague voice sounded in his ears, seemingly coming from all directions. Tianlangjun said with a smile: "Peak Master Shen is really good at playing hide and seek. Why don't you guess, when can we meet again?"

Shen Qingqiu touched his leg and felt a foreign object in his hand, cold sweat dripping down his forehead. The love thread has grown along the blood veins to the legs.

Tianlang Jun sent another message: "Going all the way east, do you want to return to the boundary-breaking entrance and escape from the Holy Tomb?"

This guy actually knew his location. Shen Qingqiu was secretly frightened and looked down at his legs.

Once the love thread on your legs takes root completely, you won't be able to leave even if you want to. He gritted his teeth, glanced at Luo Binghe, and with a sudden heart, he tore open the hem, grabbed a piece of blood bud, and tore it violently!

There seemed to be a blank space in his mind for dozens of seconds. It was as if a whole piece of flesh had been torn off.

Shen Qingqiu took several deep breaths and gradually woke up. Only then did he realize that the sound of his breathing sounded like he was choking.

He can't even wipe his face now. no way. It really... hurts so damn much!

Although he was bleeding like a river, he was able to walk at least. He thought Luo Binghe looked miserable just now, but who would have expected that his current appearance would be truly miserable.

Lord Tianlang knows his location and must be heading this way. If he takes Luo Binghe further east, he will definitely run into two of his good relatives head-on. Damn, the old palace master really killed someone, and he was the one who dragged him alive like this!

Shen Qingqiu left this wild forest-like tomb hall and passed several tomb chambers. He quickly went in and picked up a relatively clean and comfortable sarcophagus. He protected Luo Binghe's head and carefully placed him inside. When I touched his forehead with the back of my hand, it was still hot, but the mark between his eyebrows became brighter and brighter.

Shen Qingqiu pressed the Heart Demon Sword under Luo Binghe's hand, calmed down, and then slowly closed the coffin lid.

Tianlang-Jun walked forward slowly, followed closely by Zhuzhilang.

As soon as the stone path turned, Shen Qingqiu, holding Xiuya Sword, stood in the center of the tomb hall, staring at them coldly, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

Half of his green clothes were dyed crimson, there was blood dripping down the dried marks on his right hand, and his lips were almost as white as his face.

Lord Tianlang was surprised: "We haven't seen him for a while, why is Peak Master Shen so embarrassed?"

Shen Qingqiu looked back at him. He was clearly swallowed whole by the pillar of lava fire in the Nu Palace, but now Tianlang-Jun can't even smell the fragrance of roasted Ganoderma lucidum on his body. At most, the edges of his black clothes are scorched. It's really unreasonable.

Tianlang Jun asked: "Where is Peak Master Shen's beloved disciple?"

Shen Qingqiu said: "Go out."

Tianlang Jun smiled: "Peak Master Shen is still here, how could he go out."

Shen Qingqiu also smiled at him.

After laughing back and forth like this, Tianlang-Jun suddenly stopped laughing. Because he found that he couldn't take a step forward.

He looked down. From the soles of his feet to his waist, it was unknown when it was covered by a layer of extremely solid crystal ice, and the coverage was still spreading upwards along his body. Zhuzhilang's condition was slightly worse than him, his legs and one arm were also severely frozen. Only then did he notice that this tomb hall was very cold.

Lord Tianlang made up his mind and said, "Mobei clan."

The guess was pretty accurate. This tomb hall was built by Mobei Jun's ancestor. Their bloodline is good at manipulating ice and is unrivaled in the ice magic world. The tomb behind them is also closely related to ice magic.

Within the Holy Tomb, there are venues everywhere that can be used. There is no need for him to take action, there will naturally be something that can contain the opponent. Shen Qingqiu remembered that the original work described that once something with a temperature higher than the air temperature in the tomb hall entered, it would be frozen on the spot and turned into an ice sculpture. After being frozen for two or three days, it would break into ice slag. So before he came in, he mobilized his spiritual veins to lower his body temperature to the lowest level. Otherwise, it won’t be worthwhile if you don’t succeed in tricking people but get tricked instead. That's why he looked pale.

In just one sentence, the ice had climbed to Tianlang-Jun's chest. His expression remained unchanged, and demonic aura was rising in his hands, but it could not break the ice crystals surrounding his fists, and the effect was minimal. Even if he couldn't be frozen forever, it could at least delay him for half an hour.

Tianlang Jun said: "It seems that it is not an illusion. Peak Master Shen knows our clan's forbidden areas almost like the back of his hand."

Shen Qingqiu waved his hands to them without saying a word, turned around and left.

Tianlang Jun glanced at Zhuzhilang and said slowly: "I said, if you really want to take Peak Master Shen to the demon world, you must ensure that he will not cause trouble. You know what to do."

Zhuzhilang whispered: "...I understand."

After hearing these two sentences, Shen Qingqiu suddenly had an extremely bad premonition.

Zhuzhilang said: "Master Shenxian, I'm sorry."

Don't! Never! You have to thank me for being so miserable. If you apologize to me, will I still be alive? ?

Just as he was thinking this, Shen Qingqiu was walking well, but suddenly his body tilted and he held onto the stone wall.

Something seemed to be squirming and struggling out of his stomach, rushing to countless muscles and veins all over his body.

It felt familiar and scary. Shen Qingqiu almost said something stupid on the spot.

The blood of the demon.

Luo Binghe is currently asleep in the coffin, and the only thing causing chaos in his body is other people's blood.

Tianlang Jun said: "This must not be the first time for Peak Master to drink it, so why aren't you used to it yet?"

Shen Qingqiu resisted the urge to retching: "...when will you give me a drink?"

Lord Tianlang said: "Master Shen, don't forget, your immortal body has been in our hands for a long time. There are so many things we can do."

No wonder it was so easy to determine where he was going.

Shen Qingqiu paused and continued walking forward. The further he walked, the more cramping pain in his stomach became, but his speed did not slow down but became faster. This is partly because his ability to endure pain has increased, and even more because he knows that he must not kneel now.

While these two are frozen, there is still a chance to escape. If you wait for them to thaw, it will be difficult to trick them again!

Although he knew the dangers in his heart, the faster he walked, the more violent Zhuzhilang was, and Shen Qingqiu couldn't help but turn around and glare at him fiercely.

He promised to repay his kindness, but he just let the bloodworms lay eggs in his stomach and make them happy together? !

Tianlang Jun sighed: "You can still walk so many steps like this. Peak Master Shen is very determined and determined. Or should I say that you are willing to risk your life for Luo Binghe?"

Suddenly, Zhuzhi Lang said: "Your Majesty, I... my subordinates can't hold it anymore."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Qingqiu felt that the bruised pain suddenly disappeared.

Tianlang-Jun was surprised when he saw that he actually started running: "Isn't your blood able to suppress him?"

Zhuzhilang was also puzzled and said: "I could suppress it before. But this time I don't know why, I can't suppress it!"

Shen Qingqiu's ears were ringing, and he couldn't hear or see clearly. However, he thought about dragging Luo Binghe to the entrance and throwing him out, and continued jogging while holding on to the wall. I didn't know what I kicked, and it shook.

After carrying it for so long, he was approaching his limit and on the verge of collapse. His knees suddenly became weak. But this time, he didn't kneel down. Instead, he was firmly held by a hand and half-lifted and half-hugged.

Shen Qingqiu was dizzy and looked up with focused eyes.

The face could not be seen clearly in the dark and gloomy stone path, but a pair of blazing eyes and a mark of flowing red light could be clearly seen.

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