The Scum Villain’s Self-Saving System

Behind the thick old tree, two people came out.

To be precise, only one person walked out, and the other one was pushed on a small car similar to a wheelchair.

Standing was a beautiful woman with a slender waist and well-shaped body. Although the person being pushed was sitting on a chair and cart, with his neck down wrapped in a rough felt blanket, the exposed head was very familiar to Shen Qingqiu.

The sword was still moving forward, and Shen Qingqiu had to hold it tightly. The force was so strong that the blade almost cut off half of his palm.

The expression on his face remained unchanged, and he said with a fake smile: "Miss Qiu, old palace master, you are fine."

Qiu Haitang's eyes were filled with resentment. The old palace master's head moved and his voice was hoarse: "Master Shen, do you think I'm fine?"

In other words, it's just a formality. Shen Qingqiu laughed dryly.

After careful observation, he found that the word "all right" was really not suitable to be used at this time. In the past, the old palace master was a figure like a Taoist immortal. No matter whether he first met at the Immortal Alliance Conference or broke up unhappy in Jinlan City, his appearance and manners were not compromised at all. But now the old palace master's always meticulous snow-white beard has become tangled with dirt, his face is much older, and the wrinkles are thicker than the withered bark of the old tree behind him.

The old palace master's voice was solemn: "You must be wondering why I turned out like this."

Shen Qingqiu thought to himself, can I say it's not strange and then you can let me go? But he said: "I heard that the old palace master has gone to live in seclusion."

The old palace master said hehey: "Going into seclusion and wandering in the clouds? What exactly is going on? I have to ask your good disciple."

Although I don’t know what happened specifically, it seems that he is trying to settle a score with Luo Binghe.

Shen Qingqiu remained calm and tucked Luo Binghe behind him, blocking them all.

Qiu Haitang said bitterly: "Shen Jiu, I told you a long time ago that I can recognize you when you turn into ashes. I have long known that your self-destruction in Huayue City must be a fraud. Do you commit suicide to apologize? Haha, how could you be that kind of person? ? I can tell at a glance that you are not dead in that demon world's witch's territory!"

You only recognized my body, not my soul, so what's the use... Shen Qingqiu was helpless.

When Shen Qingqiu was captured in Chiyun Cave in Shahualing that day, Shen Qingqiu rescued people from various factions and only met her briefly, which aroused suspicion. He returned to the Cang Qiong Mountain Sect, and after being taken away by Luo Binghe, Qiu Haitang also crossed the border and followed him to the Demon Realm. Luo Binghe captured a large number of Black Moon pythons and rhinoceros to break the barrier of the Holy Tomb. He must have been so worried and confused that he had no time to take precautions. He didn't even notice that someone followed him and snuck in. Summary: Women’s hatred cannot be underestimated.

It's just that Shen Qingqiu had never thought about the combination of these two people, and he didn't know when they got together.

Thinking of this, Shen Qingqiu suddenly understood: "When Miss Chuqiu suddenly appeared in Jinlan City, the old palace master also contributed to this, right?"

Since Zhuzhilang has denied that he did it, it means that others are adding fuel to the fire. Otherwise, Qiu Haitang's miscellaneous sect would have no chance of getting to the forefront.

The old palace master smiled coldly and did not answer or deny.

Floating in the air were tiny white catkins as small as dandelion seeds, swaying and flying past my eyes. Shen Qingqiu said: "Shen asked himself whether he had ever offended the old palace master..."

The old palace master said: "Now that things have happened, there is no need to hide it."

His voice was hoarse, as if there was a lump of phlegm stuck in his throat: "When Luo Binghe entered my Huanhua Palace, I cultivated him carefully and supported him intentionally, but he refused to accept me as his teacher, let alone marry my daughter, but he did not like you. I will never forget it. I naturally want to investigate Master Shen to see what kind of person he is. Who knows, I will find out a lot of old information about you. I know exactly who you studied under. , What things have you done, and how did you become a disciple of the Cangqiong Mountain Sect? It's really exciting. Even if you don't have the Sower, you still have to go to the water prison. Who knows, there are other changes, so I didn't bother. "

In this way, the Huanhua Palace disciples had a very bad attitude towards him back then. It was not Luo Binghe who intentionally guided them, but the old palace master who deliberately influenced them.

Shen Qingqiu couldn't help but glance at Luo Binghe again.

If this kid had changed his mind and asked other people as his teacher, he wouldn't have caused so many troubles. But Shen Qingqiu couldn't complain about this persistence and stubbornness. He had no choice but to sigh: "My disciple is grateful to the old palace master for his great love. However, the two swords made by the palace master just now were clearly aimed at him, so his words and deeds are inconsistent."

The old palace master said: "It was the same as before, but it is different now. Master Shen, please get out of the way. I want to settle the ledger with this kid."

Shen Qingqiu: "If I get out of the way, the palace master will just kill him and ignore me?"

Qiu Haitang sneered: "He doesn't care about you, I'm still here!"

Originally, her combat power was too low and could be ignored, but in this current situation, it was really a bit troublesome.

The old palace master said: "This beast is ungrateful and has harmed me to this extent. I must kill him with my hands."

Shen Qingqiu said: "If he is really ungrateful, he will not spare your daughter's life. To cut off the grass, you must remove the roots. He understands this better than you and I."

Even when he was beaten to death, he never thought that one day he would actually defend Luo Binghe.

Hearing this, the old palace master Jie Jie laughed strangely. Qiu Haitang suddenly opened the rough felt covering his body. Shen Qingqiu's breathing stagnated for a few seconds.

Under the felt, only a flat and square body was left, with all the limbs missing.

The old palace master was turned into a human stick! The first-generation sect leader just lived in a small broken car in a filthy state, with only one head left that could move. This scene is extremely sad and horrifying.

The original fate of Shen Qingqiu was actually transferred to the old palace master. This problem is huge, and it is definitely not a problem that can be solved with just a few words of enlightenment!

The old palace master sneered: "Did you see it? He might as well cut the grass and get rid of the roots."

Shen Qingqiu strongly agreed. Why not eliminate the root cause!

Of these two little fishes, one wanted to kill Luo Binghe and the other wanted to kill Shen Qingqiu. Qiu Haitang is not good at cultivation and needs help; although the old palace master is down and out, he is much stronger than her. After all, he was once the leader of a faction. All his limbs were severed and he had difficulty moving, but his spiritual power was not reduced. When men and women work together, they are not tired. It is like a blind man carrying a lame man.

Shen Qingqiu broke the blade of the sword with his bare hands, threw it aside into the grass, and stared at the two men who were glaring at the opposite side.

In fact, he could take a gamble.

Although Luo Binghe's tricks were ineffective against Tianlang-Jun, a character with no original data, the old palace master was still a character within the scope of the original work. The protagonist's law of golden body and indestructibility should not have lost its effectiveness when facing him. .

He could try to let go, just like how he had tricked the Skinned Demon Butterfly to death in the Shuanghu City dungeon, and let the old palace master kill Luo Binghe to see who tricked whom in the end.

The old palace master said slowly: "I'll ask again, will you let me?"

Shen Qingqiu lowered his arm, and the blood in his palm, which had stopped flowing slightly, began to drip down again.

He raised his head and said coldly: "Does the old palace master think that Qingjing Peak disciples are easy to bully?"

There's nothing I can do about it, it's different now than it was back then.

He couldn't convince himself no matter what, so he relied on the law of the hero's golden body to stand aside and let others kill Luo Binghe, betting on who would win.

Now, if he could still feel at ease and take such a big risk to take advantage of Luo Binghe, he would really be a wretched scumbag!

The old palace master's eyes suddenly bulged and he shouted several times.

He had no limbs, so he stored his spiritual power in the sound of shouting, and attacked accordingly. With every loud shout, Shen Qingqiu felt a strong spiritual flow coming towards him like a knife or an ax, and its power was as powerful as a critical strike. The grass and trees shook wildly, and the forest leaves flew sideways. Shen Qingqiu held the scabbard with his bleeding right hand to block a few blows. As he trembled, severe pain came from the wound on his palm, but he did not dare to change hands. He was afraid that he would throw Luo Binghe out without holding him with his left hand!

Even though he was cut into a human stick, the old palace master's spiritual power was not weak at all. No wonder Qiu Haitang relies on him. Just as he was thinking this, the old palace master suddenly let out a long roar, and a very light cracking sound came from the scabbard of Xiuya sword, but it was not blocked in the end.

A powerful attack struck Shen Qingqiu and he was knocked backwards. On the way to the fall, he turned around and used himself as a cushion to prevent Luo Binghe from falling to the ground, and was crushed by his weight until his eyes were filled with stars.

The old palace master finally stopped howling, and Qiu Haitang pushed him closer.

He calmed down for a while, then looked down at Shen Qingqiu who was holding Luo Binghe: "You are really protecting him."

Shen Qingqiu thought that if Luo Binghe was awake, he might not be able to protect him like this.

The old palace master said: "Why don't you use spiritual power to fight back? Could it be that you have run out of gas?"

Shen Qingqiu didn't answer, and wisps of tiny white catkins flew by, about to touch Luo Binghe's pale cheeks. He blew gently, and the white catkins flew out crookedly.

The old palace master thought that this was a sign of accepting his fate and was waiting for death. He ignored him and turned his gaze to Luo Binghe's peacefully sleeping face.

It was as if his roaring appearance had been wiped away, and he suddenly disappeared, appearing in a state of infatuation.

Shen Qingqiu: "..."

This expression... is very wrong.

The old palace master looked at it longingly and sighed: "It looks the most like it when you are asleep."

His eyes were furry and moving up and down. If he had had hands, he would have touched Luo Binghe's face. Shen Qingqiu felt slightly nauseous and couldn't help but hug Luo Binghe's head and bring him into his arms. The two of them were now in a position where Luo Binghe was clinging tightly to him, with his head resting on his chest.

Shen Qingqiu said in a deep voice: "Look clearly, this is not Su Xiyan."

Perhaps this name awakened the old palace master, and he said viciously: "If he can be obedient, I will not pass on the power, status, and Huanhua Palace to him? But one or two of them are ungrateful. Ungrateful!"

After roaring about being ungrateful dozens of times, he suddenly changed his expression, softened, and hummed: "Xi Yan... come here... let Master... let me..."

The old palace master fell into confusion, saliva slid down the corner of his mouth, Qiu Haitang quietly backed away, with a look of disgust on his face.

Shen Qingqiu's heart brightened, and his nausea became more intense.

No wonder it was strange that the old palace master had always been kind to Luo Binghe. No wonder Su Xiyan was obviously his most beloved disciple, but in the end, she had no nostalgia for Huanhua Palace. She betrayed her disciples right away and stayed with the young man from the devil world without hesitation.

This kind of "beloved" is almost the same as obscenity. The old palace master favored Luo Binghe, and he must have found the shadow of his former lover in him. His morbid possessiveness towards Su Xiyan extended to Luo Binghe, and he wanted to cultivate him into an obedient child.

But looking at his madness, I'm afraid it's not just as simple as asking Luo Binghe to be his successor. "Be obedient" is far more than its literal meaning.

No wonder Luo Binghe wanted to cut him into a pig.

Shen Qingqiu put his hand on the back of Luo Binghe's head and pressed his face against his chest to prevent the old palace master from continuing to lust after him. She couldn't bear it anymore and said, "That's enough for you!"

As soon as he lost sight of that face, the old palace master's facial muscles suddenly collapsed, twitching like a spasm, his eyes filled with resentment, and he opened his mouth suddenly.

But he didn't scream. Two eyeballs protruded, and the whole person suddenly turned into a stone statue.

Shen Qingqiu held his breath for a moment. The old palace master had a growl in his throat, and the whites of his eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes.

But he couldn't move.

hahahahahahahahahahaha!

finally come!

Do you really think that he is such a fool to the Holy Father that he doesn’t know how to fight back when he is beaten? !

Do you really think that if he drags one more person, he will be too weak to slap him in the face? !

Qiu Haitang was surprised: "What's wrong?"

She seemed about to draw her sword, and Shen Qingqiu said: "Miss Qiu, I would like to advise you not to draw your sword or use your spiritual power rashly, unless you want to be like him."

Qiu Haitang turned to the old palace master in confusion and screamed "ah".

The old palace master's old face was covered with green sprouts between the dense wrinkles. It seemed that he was in unbearable pain. Not only could he not move, he could not even speak.

Qiu Haitang trembled: "What did you do?"

Shen Qingqiu said: "I didn't do anything. But don't forget, this is in someone else's tomb. Do you think the demons won't have protective measures?"

The white catkins floating in the air, like blown dandelions, are actually a kind of demonic plant, "love silk".

The plant will plant itself on living creatures and is particularly attracted to people who radiate energy. If the spiritual energy or demonic energy is disturbed, the seeds will be sucked into the body. This is also the reason why Shen Qingqiu just tried his best to stick to physical fighting without using spiritual power.

The "threads of love" penetrate into the flesh, causing no pain and slight itching. They use flesh and blood as the soil. Once they sprout, they break through the skin and come out. Every inch of the length is painful as it tears the flesh and digs out the blood. And the more you use your spiritual power, the faster it will grow. If you dare to hit a critical hit, it will grow like crazy for a while and sprout in an instant.

The old palace master had been attacking with roars just now, and the spiritual currents gathered on the head and throat, and now his face was covered with flesh sprouts. The granulation stems look like blood vessels, with thin hairs on the surface. The roots are still growing under the skin until they are closely connected to the nerves.

Shen Qingqiu clicked his tongue and said: "Old Palace Master, please stop yelling, otherwise your love will grow suddenly and penetrate into your brain, and you will really be unable to recover."

This sight was disgusting and terrifying. Qiu Haitang covered her mouth and shook for a while. Finally, she couldn't help it anymore, rolled her eyes and fainted.

One couldn't move, the other was unconscious. Complete victory!

Shen Qingqiu breathed a sigh of relief and stood up with difficulty holding Luo Binghe.

The old palace master tensed his muscles and said vaguely: "Don't be too happy too early, you won't be much better."

Just saying a few words made his face contort with pain, and the flesh all over his face trembled.

Shen Qingqiu responded with a chuckle.

From his right arm to his shoulder, there was a hysterical pain that penetrated his flesh and blood.

When he first came in to block the two swords, he had no choice but to use his spiritual power, and now he finally followed suit.

Fortunately, Luo Binghe was not tricked this time.