Luo Binghe Quotes

Angry?” Luo Binghe viciously spat out two words: “I hate! “I hate myself!” […] “I hate myself for being useless. I hate myself for not being able to get anybody to stay. Never… has anyone been willing to choose me.

If only he had a physical copy of Proud Immortal Demon Way in his hand, he would have slapped it onto Luo Binghe’s face.

The more they felt, the greater the damage they received.

He knew he would never forget Luo Binghe’s expression from the moment of his fall.

His voice was light and fluttering, the wind blowing most of it away, yet Luo Binghe could hear him just as distinctly as before. What he said was, "For all that has passed, I repay you today." Think of it as me doing one good thing at the end.

Luo Binghe nodded solemnly. “Yes.” His face spread into a smile. “And Shizun is mine.

Luo Binghe’s eyes brimmed with “Compliments, please!” and “Head pats, please!

He said sincerely, “As matters stand, I have nothing much to say. As expected, even if every trick is used, it is difficult to disobey destiny.” Luo Binghe sneered, “Destiny? What’s destiny? Is it allowing a four-year-old child to be bullied and humiliated without anyone lending a helping hand? Is it letting an innocent old woman die from anger and starvation?” With every sentence, he took a step closer aggressively. “Or is it letting me fight with a dog over a scrap of food? Or is it allowing the person who I wholeheartedly, genuinely admired to deceive me, abandon me, betray me, and personally push me down into a place worse than purgatory?!” He said, “Shizun, look. Am I strong enough the way I am now? “Do you know how I spent those three years underground? “During those three years in that endless abyss, all I did was spend every moment, every second, thinking about Shizun. “Thinking about why Shizun would treat me like this, why you wouldn’t even give me a chance to explain or beg for mercy. “You want me to acknowledge that this is the destiny that the heavens assigned me? “I thought about it for so long, and I finally understand now.

There were still five years before Luo Binghe would leave the Endless Abyss and return to the Human Realm.

This action finally seemed more like Luo Binghe’s style, but too bad it was being used on him. Fuck, his stomach hurt so much—was this what it felt like when girls got their periods?!

In any case, right in this moment, the demon was wearing the infinitely lovely face of a cocubine. Being felt up all over by those lovely hands, Shen Qingqiu inevitably became embarrassed, and he involuntarily shrank back a little. This vision—that moment—struck Luo Binghe to his core. Until now, he'd only ever seen Shen Qingqiu's aloof and remote attitude, his derisive expression. But here and now, a faint, uncontrollable red flush formed on that face, and the way those eyes darted away... Also, Shen Qingqiu's upper body was completely bare but for the thin yet unbreakable immortal-binding cable and the red marks it left, and for Shen Qingqiu's long, disheveled, jet-black hair—neither of which concealed anything. Luo Binghe's chest was burning with a convoluted emotion that was impossible to describe.

As Luo Binghe looked down at Shen Qingqiu, he took in this sight, feeling like a nameless, agitating fire burned within his abdomen and the heart in his chest. He unconsciously moved and slid his thigh between Shen Qingqiu’s. Then, fearing that Shen Qingqiu would notice and kick him off the couch, he quickly moved his head over, letting Shen Qingqiu rap it with his fan to his heart’s content. “Even if I am a little beast, I am only Shizun’s little beast and no one else’s. So no one else is allowed to call me that.

I hate how I'm useless. I hate how I can never keep anyone, how no one...has ever chosen me.

It's no use. Shizun, you don't need to do this. The nicer you are to me, the more afraid I become.

Shen QingQiu lo fissò, e disse, “Vuoi diventare forte? Abbastanza forte da non avere pari, al punto che nessuno sotto questi cieli possa gareggiare con te?” Luo BingHe aveva una risposta a quella domanda già da molto tempo. Seduto solennemente, senza alcuna esitazione, rispose apertamente, “Si!” Quando lo vide rispondere con tanta decisione, Shen QingQiu nel suo cuore rilasciò un sospiro di sollievo. Pronunciò con urgenza ogni parola, “Ad esempio, se prima dovessi subire innumerevoli dolorose torture, soffrendo molte privazioni, fino a spingere il tuo stato fisico e psicologico vicino al collasso, vorresti comunque diventare una persona forte?

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.

What about Luo Binghe?” he asked to change the topic. “Have you seen him?” “I thought Peak Lord Shen knew,” Tianlang-Jun said, bemused. “Hasn’t he been behind you this whole time?

Under the streaming moonlight, Luo Binghe looked even more peerlessly beautiful, as if his silhouette had been carved from ice and jade. He pressed very close, and he spoke with slow deliberation. “After so many years of separation, we meet amidst golden wind and jade dew1, yet Shizun incessantly calls someone else’s name. That truly saddens this disciple a little.

Shen Qingqiu steeled himself and spread his legs, letting Luo Binghe’s left leg fall between the two of his.