The Scum Villain’s Self-Saving System

The people crowded here were all cultivators with extremely sensitive senses. Whether they were nearby or not, they all turned to Shen Qingqiu at this moment. Hundreds of pairs of eyes with all kinds of gazes surrounded him from all directions.

With the folding fan unfolded, Shen Qingqiu silently covered half of his face and half-closed his eyelids reservedly.

Luo Binghe walked over casually, the river wind blew sideways, the hem of his black clothes rippled, and the sword hanging on his waist was actually Zhengyang. Behind him, Lord Mobei was on the left with his neck raised, Shahua Ling Yao Raoluo was on the right, followed closely by the disciples of Huanhua Palace whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and finally a small group of demonic black-armored infantry.

Shang Qinghua was mixed in the middle, slithering forward and backward, slippery like a loach, and his painting style was extremely inconsistent. As soon as the two of them met each other, their eyes released hooks, and they formed a ball, and they were stabbed with thousands of swords. It was so lively.

Luo Binghe crossed majestically and stood as a third party. The excitement on everyone's faces was enough to make a whole set of emoticons. Especially the Cangqiong Mountain Sect, for a while they fought with Huanhua Palace whenever they met, and now they are extremely jealous. But listening to Zhaohua Temple's words, they seemed to be friends rather than enemies at the moment, so they had no choice but to endure it and hold back.

Qi Qingqi said warily: "Do these two masters really mean what they say?"

Luo Binghe smiled: "Is Peak Master Qi suspecting that Zhaohua Temple has also been eroded by me?"

Seeing that they were about to get entangled again, Shen Qingqiu hurriedly said: "Master Wuchen's words will naturally not be false."

Hearing this, the hundreds of glances that originally dispersed from him seemed to be greatly stimulated, and they all focused on him again.

Qi Qingqi glared at him fiercely, as if she hated iron but could not become steel, and (crossed out) a woman who did not want to stay (crossed out).

Luo Binghe fixed his eyes on him and said softly: "Master, I haven't seen you for many days, and I miss you so much."

Didn’t we just see each other last night...

If someone else said this "I'm so worried", it would definitely give everyone present goosebumps, but Luo Binghe has the hardware and settings that "no matter what he says, it will not make people feel uncomfortable", so everyone The focus was not shifted to him. Shen Qingqiu felt firsthand what the "inhumane crowd" was about, and gave a vague "hmm".

Luo Binghe's smile still remained at the corner of his mouth, and he continued: "Bei Xin and Nan Jiang have always had disputes and do not agree with the merger. This time I am willing to help and join hands with you to repel the enemy."

Seeing Luo Binghe standing with his hands behind his back, he looks like a human, but who knows that he is a strange creature that secretly likes to cling to people, cry and act coquettishly?

Who would believe it!

Yue Qingyuan said calmly: "Forgive Yue for being suspicious, Zhaohua Temple broke up unhappy last time, and now Palace Master Luo suddenly wants to join forces with the cultivation world to repel his biological father..."

Luo Binghe said concisely and concisely: "I only care for one person. I don't know anything else."

This time he didn't say for whom, but was there any difference? Does it make sense?

Even the idiot knows who this "person" is!

Shen Qingqiu had no choice but to act like an idiot. In the snowy winter, he turned his arty folding fan into a cattail leaf fan, wishing he could blow away all the looks that were coming from all directions.

One of the masters laughed dryly and said: "Master Shen really taught his disciple well, which is really a great blessing for me in the world of cultivation."

Although he was talking about "teaching a good apprentice", his tone was the same as "marrying a good husband", and Shen Qingqiu's fan movement sounded a bit murderous. Wuwang looked like he wished he could kill these two immoral things with a staff on the spot. Master Wuchen said hurriedly: "Since Donor Luo is willing to help, that would be the best thing. Please also ask Master Yue to take charge of the overall situation."

Yue Qingyuan has always been the backbone of various factions who believe that he can be effective at critical moments. At this time, he naturally began to make arrangements and coordination.

"Zhaohua Temple please arrange the remaining manpower to prop up the barrier and prevent the Buried Bone Ridge from continuing to fall. We must prevent it from connecting with the river."

Master Wuchen looked troubled: "I should do my best. However, Luochuan is wide and the two sides are far apart. There is nowhere to stay. The foundation is unstable and it is not suitable to set up an array."

Yue Qingyuan thought for a moment and said, "How about we form an formation in the air with a disciple from the Cangqiong Mountain Sect to support us with our swords?"

Luo Binghe suddenly said: "It doesn't have to be so troublesome."

He turned his head, and Mobei Jun came out of the queue, walked to the river, and stepped onto the water without falling. Wherever he passed, the ice spread rapidly. However, after a while, this area of ​​water was frozen three feet, and the area continued to expand, and the swimming fish were frozen in the ice. I believe that as long as he is given some time, there will be absolutely no problem in freezing the middle reaches of Luochuan.

The demon's output advantage is natural. There are people all around who are amazed and unwilling to be surprised. Wuchen thanked him repeatedly, but Luo Binghe didn't show any arrogance and only looked back at Shen Qingqiu with bright eyes.

The words "Please touch your head!" and "Please praise me!" are written all over your face.

Shen Qingqiu didn't know what to say, so he nodded implicitly and said reservedly: "Yes. Well done."

A smile spread on Luo Binghe's lips. Somehow, Shen Qingqiu seemed to be infected, and raised the corner of his mouth. When he realized it, he immediately lowered it, and then he controlled his expression.

Yue Qingyuan then assigned tasks. Tianyiguan continued to spread to other places outside Luochuan where merger phenomena began to appear, protecting and evacuating people. Next is the Cangqiong Mountain Sect.

Yue Qingyuan pondered for a moment and said: "When the first wave of southern border demons broke through the boundary, they were on Baizhan Peak."

Only forty people came to Baizhan Peak. Some people couldn't help but ask: "Southern Xinjiang Demon Clan is mostly in animal form, and they are all extremely powerful. Can forty people really block the first wave of attacks?"

He actually doubted the combat effectiveness of the fighting race (...)!

Liu Qingge stepped on the rocks, his sword spikes and white sleeves and black hair dancing in the wind. He did not answer directly, but said coldly to the disciples behind him: "If you don't kill enough, go to Anding Peak."

Forty people all shouted: "Yes!"

Shang Qinghua muttered weakly: "Don't discriminate against Anding Peak..." Logistics is not guilty, long live logistics!

Yue Qingyuan continued to make arrangements. Qiongding Peak, Xianshu Peak, Qiancao Peak... each took their place and performed their duties. Shen Qingqiu saw Luo Binghe's leisurely attitude and couldn't help but ask: "How many people have you brought with you? Why don't you make some arrangements?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he felt countless ears pricked up, listening intently with bated breath, and even the whispers suddenly became much quieter. The three graceful twin Taoist nuns nearby let out sly giggles.

Luo Binghe said: "I have brought everything I can. The arrangement is not simple." He pointed at Sha Hualing and Mo Beijun behind him: "Leave Jiuchong Lord to her. Leave the ugly beast to him."

...Are you asking your daughter to trick her father again? It's simply...

Shen Qingqiu asked: "Is there any more?"

Luo Binghe nodded solemnly: "There is more."

He smiled and said, "Master, leave it to me."

There was a sound of coughing all around, and Shen Qingqiu's face became a little confused.

He closed the folding fan with a snap, held it in his hand, adjusted his expression, and said seriously: "I have something to say to the former master of Anding Peak. For the time being, you can get along with the leaders and discuss the plan to face the enemy."

He didn't care what other people's responses were, and ran away after saying that, grabbing Shang Qinghua and dragging him like a dead pig to a remote tree. Shen Qingqiu said: "How come you're not dead yet! You should have died eight hundred chapters ago. How come Mobei-Jun hasn't killed you yet!"

Shang Qinghua straightened his collar: "Shen Dada, you should have died earlier than me. Are you still alive and kicking now? Are you embarrassed to blame me?"

Shen Qingqiu held his forehead and took a deep breath: "Brother Xiangtian, Chicory, Chicory, are you lacking love? The original setting of 'Shen Qingqiu' that you mentioned at the beginning was that of being raped in childhood. What a pervert! Do you like to write about bitter and tragic past?”

Shang Qinghua: "Sad characters are more popular."

Shen Qingqiu: "Bullshit! Two high-rise buildings seeking eunuchship were demolished. Are you telling me this is because of their popularity?"

"Didn't I cut the settings?" Shang Qinghua argued with him and reasoned: "Brother Bing, is it miserable? Is it popular?"

How dare you use Luo Binghe as an example!

Shen Qingqiu slapped him: "How much do you like to use this joke?"

When he thought of Luo Binghe kneeling miserably on the ground to pick up a teacup, running up and down the mountain ladder with his small and thin body carrying two buckets, and huddled up in a ball at night, trembling in the corner of the woodshed with his arms folded, he I feel so confused that I don’t feel comfortable unless I beat someone up, and this person must be masturbating to the sky!

Shang Qinghua looked at his face and said in surprise: "...What's your expression? Don't tell me it's because you feel distressed? Damn it, I always thought you were straight!"

Shen Qingqiu kicked him: "I don't have time to talk nonsense with you! Tell me, how should I fight Tianlang-Jun!"

Shang Qinghua: "Didn't I tell you everything? I can't even think of how to fight."

Shen Qingqiu: "If you don't think about it, think about it now. The logic of this world was established by you. According to your thinking, it must be..."

Before he could finish speaking, Luo Binghe's voice floated over: "Master, have we finished talking? If it's almost done, it's time to set off."

It’s only been five minutes!

Shen Qingqiu suddenly turned around and said, "Let's go?"

Luo Binghe said: "Both Master Yue and I think it is best to send ten people to draw the sword. Master, will you go? If you go, I will go."

Shen Qingqiu said: "Okay."

After a pause, he pointed at Shang Qinghua: "Take him with you."

Shang Qinghua was shocked: Oh no, no, I didn’t get the guide, I don’t want to play the Bone Buried Ridge dungeon, thank you!

Shen Qingqiu raised his eyebrows: I don’t have any strategies, just masturbate on your own and get something fresh and warm on your own. No thanks.

Liu Qingge and Bai Zhanfeng were responsible for staying on the ice. Shen Qingqiu passed by him and suddenly turned back, half-seriously and half-falsely saying: "If you want the apprentice to kill a thousand, then the junior brother must kill ten thousand to set an example." ”

Liu Qingge hummed, "I'll kill you if you dare to come."

Shen Qingqiu: "Are you relieved this time?"

Liu Qingge thought for a while and reluctantly said, "Senior brother is here."

Luo Binghe pulled Shen Qingqiu's clothes and said, "Master, take me to fly."

Shen Qingqiu looked down at his waist: "...don't you have a sword?"

Facing Shen Qingqiu alone, Luo Binghe immediately stopped being evil and cool, and said shyly: "Recently, I have been using too much demonic energy and too little spiritual power. I kind of forgot how to use it."

The other nearly ten people were looking here. Shen Qingqiu could no longer delay and said casually: "Come up!"

Yujian flew high into the sky, and immediately landed on the ground as soon as he entered the Burial Bone Ridge. Therefore, Luo Binghe didn't hug him for long.

The place where they landed was a jagged pile of rocks, with dead bones growing among the gaps between the dense white rocks. Looking up, I saw towering dark trees, intertwined with each other. The strange screams of unknown monsters, mixed with the cries of crows, echoed in the mountains.

You should have to search the ridge for a while before finding the Inner Demon Sword. Shen Qingqiu warned: "There are many monsters in Buried Bone Ridge, so it's best not to touch anything that looks alive."

Luo Binghe was a demon, and he wanted to show his sincerity for cooperation at this time, so he naturally walked in the front, and Shen Qingqiu walked side by side with him.

As the two of them were walking, Luo Binghe came over and quietly held his hand.

Wuwang coughed loudly, Wuchen Amitabha, and Yue Qingyuan's eyes calmly moved over.

Shen Qingqiu felt short of breath for a while, and his forehead, cheeks, neck, and earlobes were all hot and hot. He felt guilty and panicked for no reason, and slowly pulled out his hand.

The moment his hands were empty, Luo Binghe's eyes seemed to turn into a wilderness covered with ice and snow.

Soon, he laughed, lowered his voice and said, "What are you afraid of? They have something to ask for from me and don't dare to say anything."