Chapter 77: Maigu Demonic Ridge
Crammed in here were all cultivators with five senses that were keen and acute. Whether or not they were in close proximity, all of them now turned towards Shen Qingqiu; hundreds of pairs of eyes, with varying gazes, enveloped him from all directions.
Spreading open his fan, Shen Qingqiu silently hid the lower half of his face behind it.
Luo Binghe sauntered in, the hem of his black outfit fluttering as a breeze wafted across; the sword suspended on his waist was surprisingly Zheng Yang1. Behind him, Mobei-Jun was on the left with his head held high, while Sha Hualing sashayed seductively on the right. Huan Hua disciples, who have long been missing in action, trailed closely behind them. Bringing up the rear was a small army of black-armored infantry made up of demons. Shang Qinghua muddled along in the middle, weaving in and out, back and forth, like a slippery loach; this was an extremely incongruous sight to behold. Both of them stared daggers at one another the moment they came face to face with each other, sending knives and swords back and forth with their glares; how boisterous!
Luo Binghe crossed over in an imposing manner and took his stand as the third party of the trio; the colorful expressions that appeared on everyone's face were more than enough to make an emoji pack. Especially those from Cang Qiong Mountain, there was a period of time when they would fight those from Huan Hua Palace whenever they crossed paths with them; even now, their anger still felt particularly raw upon seeing this old enemy of theirs. Yet, the words of Zhao Hua Temple plainly suggested that they were allies at present and not foes, so they could only endure it and restrain themselves.
Qi Qingqi warily asked, "Is what both masters said for real?"
Luo Binghe smiled, "Is Peak Lord Qi suspecting that Zhao Hua Temple has also been... ah, brainwashed and oppressed by me?"
Seeing that they were going to get into an argument again, Shen Qingqiu hurriedly said, "The words of Great Master Wu Chen are naturally true."
Hearing his words, the hundreds of eyes that were originally looking away from him seemed to have been triggered, and once again they all turned towards him. Qi Qingqi glared at him, looking at him as if Shen Qingqiu was a wayward and unfilial daughter siding with her husband instead of her parents2.
Luo Binghe's eyes were fixed on him. It was as if he could see no one else but Shen Qingqiu. He said, "Shizun, after not seeing you for so many days, this disciple missed you very much."
Didn't they just meet last night...
If someone else had said "missed you very much," everyone here would have been covered in goosebumps. But it happened that Luo Binghe's physical attributes and settings had been configured in a way such that "no matter what he said, others would not feel out of sorts," thus everyone's attention did not shift to him. Shen Qingqiu could feel the unfeeling gazes from everyone around him, so he could only reply with what he thought was an appropriate "mhm."