shut up, shameless old thief

After a long while, Ji Bingzhu knelt on the ground and said with a low eyebrow, "I'm sorry."

There was a red cat's paw print on his face, which made his face paler.

Bian Ling finally turned back into a human form, sat on the side and stared at Ji Bingzhu panting, saw Ji Bingzhu's appearance, sneered, and squeezed out a few words from his teeth: "Is it fun?"

This sentence was really gritted, but Ji Bingzhu was so nervous that he didn't hear the anger of this sentence at all, his eyes lit up, and he was about to stand up.

Bian Ling shouted angrily: "Kneel down!"

Ji Bingzhu had no choice but to kneel down again in aggrieved manner, with his two fingers aligned, he whispered: "Okay, it's fun."

Bian Ling: "..."

Bian Ling rubbed the center of his brows with a headache, and couldn't communicate with Ji Bingzhu. He said weakly, "Do you know what irony is?"

Ji Bingzhu looked at him inexplicably, obviously not knowing.

Bian Ling also resigned to his fate, stepped forward and grabbed his collar to make him stand up, and said weakly: "Go and play, don't dangle in front of me."

Ji Bingzhu was still interested, and walked out according to his words, but before he walked out the door, he turned his head and looked at Bian Ling timidly, and said in a low voice: "Then when will you turn into a meow again and let me pet it?"

Bian Ling: "..."

After a while, Ji Bingzhu covered his face and walked out aggrieved, it seemed that he had been beaten badly.

He sat on the doorstep for a while, panting softly and rubbing his flushed face.

It was already late at night, and the lanterns in the yard were emitting a faint light. Standing in the corridor and watching, the lights were brightly rising into the sky.

The lanterns that fell on the high wall radiated light, reflecting the black snow that fell outside the yard into a warm light, and it was really beautiful to see it falling one after another.

Looking at such a beautiful scene, Ji Bingzhu tilted his head, as if thinking of something, he ran forward lightly and lightly with his hands and bare feet, and then there was a sound of flapping wings, and his figure transformed into a pitch-black crow , with a screeching sound, he flapped his wings and flew over the courtyard.

Bian Ling was making the bed in the room. He frowned when he heard the sound, but he didn't see Ji Bingzhu when he came out. He thought he wouldn't be angry. He was going to the backyard to look for it when the crow that had been wandering in the air croaked again. Then it flew down lightly.

Feeling the familiar atmosphere, Bian Ling immediately felt relieved and said, "What are you doing in the middle of the night?"

Ji Bingzhu floated on the thin rope hanging the lantern, and when he was about to fall, a black light flashed, and a piece of crow feathers fell, Ji Bingzhu's slender figure instantly changed back, and his long hair fell down, straight to his feet.

Bian Ling was stunned.

Ji Bingzhu stepped on the slender rope with his bare feet, and the rope wobbled, dangling the lantern beside him, and the shadow of the candle was rippling.

His green shirt fluttered like a celestial being, his head was slightly raised and his eyes were half closed, but now there was a kind of sadness of pity for all living beings on his innocent and innocent face.

For a moment, Bian Ling almost thought he was crying.

Ji Bingzhu tilted his head slightly, looked down at Bian Ling in the corridor from a high position, and raised his lips to reveal a slight smile. His black hair was blown behind his back by the wind, and his teeth and claws were obviously terrifying, but under the light of the lights in the courtyard, Under the reflection, it is so charming that it makes one's heart palpitate.

Ji Bingzhu's thin lips parted lightly, and his voice bewitched: "A Ling."

Bian Ling only felt that his throat was dry for a while, and he gave a hoarse answer with difficulty: "What?"

All I saw was Ji Bingzhu, who looked like a celestial being, and said lightly, "I'm going to fall."

Bian Ling: "..."

Bian Ling was stunned for a moment, but before he could react, he saw the rope under Ji Bingzhu's feet suddenly snapped, and the lanterns rolled in the air for a while, and then scattered down one by one.

Ji Bingzhu had such a high level of spiritual power, but he didn't know how to respond to this situation at all. He struggled in a panic for several times in mid-air before throwing his head up to the ground.

Ji Bingzhu: "Ah, I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"

Bian Ling: "..."

Bian Ling's spiritual power was activated slightly, and his figure instantly disappeared in place. When Ji Bingzhu was about to fall to the ground, he appeared in an instant, and opened his hands to catch him in his arms.

After Ji Bingzhu was hugged, his eyes were still tightly closed and his limbs were thrashing non-stop, screaming: "Help, help, I won't pretend anymore!"

There is no celestial appearance just now.

Bian Ling: "..."

Bian Ling looked at him, feeling helpless, and he said helplessly, "Stop screaming, you won't die if you fall."

Ji Bingzhu thumped instinctively again, and then tentatively opened one eye. Seeing that he was caught by Bian Ling, he immediately raised his hand and shook it twice happily, "Ah, ah, ah! Ah Ling is too powerful Already!"

Bian Ling put him down, "Stop making trouble, go back to sleep."

Half of the lanterns in the entire yard were smashed down by Ji Bingzhu, and they were piled up miserably at the side at this moment. The papery lantern paper was quickly swallowed by the flames and completely reduced to ashes.

Ji Bingzhu squatted by the side and looked at the lantern engulfed by flames, and patted the fiercely burning flames with his hands twice. Bian Ling, who was busy tidying up at the side, was taken aback, grabbed his hand, and said powerlessly: "You What to do? Aren't you afraid of being burned?"

Ji Bingzhu opened his eyes wide and said, "I just want to put out the fire."

Bian Ling: "I don't need you, I don't need you, just take a shower and go to sleep."

Ji Bingzhu shook his head and said, "I've been sleeping for two days and I can't sleep. Let me help you."

Bian Ling had no choice but to ask Ji Bingzhu to put the unburned lanterns in the corridor, thinking about finding some time to re-make them. He intended to get more lanterns so that Ji Bingzhu would not be so afraid of the dark, but this has not yet been done. After a long time, half of it was burned by Ji Bingzhu, and Bian Ling didn't know whether to be angry or laugh.

Fortunately, Ji Bingzhu has made him angry a lot, and he doesn't care much about such trivial matters.

After tidying up the mess in the yard, Ji Bingzhu's face was rubbed with black things somewhere, Bian Ling was very puzzled, he pinched his chin and looked left and right, and asked, "Why do you Can you make yourself into such a mess?"

Ji Bingzhu wiped his face with his hands in doubt, and touched the black ash in his hands. He stood up and walked towards the backyard, looking like he was going to take a bath.

Bian Ling: "Remember to take the clothes."

Ji Bingzhu waved his hands without looking back, and said with a smile, "Help me get it, thank you Ling."

Said and disappeared around the corner.

Bian Ling was a little helpless, but after packing up his things, he skillfully took a set of clothes and went to the backyard.

But before he even got to the backyard, he heard the sound of his body falling into the water, followed by Ji Bingzhu's voice, "Don't move!"

Bian Ling was taken aback, and immediately ran over, but the scene he saw almost made him tear off the clothes in his hands.

Ji Bingzhu in the hot spring pool was completely naked, and people who take a bath usually don't wear clothes. What shocked Bian Ling was that he was pressing a child against the stone wall next to the hot spring, grabbing a child with one hand. Holding the child's slender wrist, the other hand was pinching the child's waist, moving up and down.

Bian Ling: "..."

Ji Bingzhu touched the child's waist with his hands, dissatisfied: "I told you not to move, it's so annoying."

The child let out a groan, and most of the clothes on his body were thrown off by him, revealing his fair skin. His face was flushed, and he was struggling with little effort, looking pitifully unwilling but struggling.

Bian Ling was stunned for a moment, and then a roaring voice suddenly sounded: "Ji Bingzhu!"

Only then did Ji Bingzhu discover Bian Ling, and he said naturally: "Ah Ling, you're here, just put your clothes away, I'll be fine soon—I told you not to move, I can't even move properly Already!"

The last sentence was addressed to the child under him, Bian Ling was enraged, and tremblingly said: "What are you doing?"

Ji Bingzhu didn't lift his head: "I'm playing."

Bian Ling stepped forward and grabbed his hands that were groping on others, angrily said: "What are you playing?"

Ji Bingzhu's hand was torn away. Before Ji Bingzhu said anything, the eyes of the child under him changed from shyness to coldness in an instant. His red eyes stared at Bian Ling, and said indifferently: "Let go!" .”

His tone didn't sound like a child's at all, full of disgust and disdain.

Bian Ling: "..."

Bian Ling let go of his hand in a daze, only to see the child with a flushed face grabbing Ji Bingzhu's released hand and stuffing it into the clothes around his waist, and whispered: "Ji, Ji Yan, you continue. "

Bian Ling: "?"

Before Bian Ling knew what the two of them were doing, he saw that Ji Bingzhu followed the child's instructions and continued to fumble around in his clothes.

Bian Ling: "..."

—Are you sick?

Ji Bingzhu whispered while touching: "I told you not to put things in your clothes. Why didn't you listen? It's so hard to find? Why don't you take off your clothes."

The child's face was flushed, and his eyes were full of water mist, as if he had been ravaged by someone. He stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked his lips slightly, and moaned softly with a bit of charm: "Ji Yi, Go a little further in, use some strength."

Bian Ling: "..."

Even though he knew that Ji Bingzhu hadn't done anything to him, Bian Ling couldn't help turning pale when he heard the misleading words and groans.

Ji Bingzhu was still groping around his waist, and said in a low voice: "Stop screaming, I'll touch it right away! Ah, ah, I touched it, ah, ran away again! I told you not to move!"

Ji Bingzhu groped for a long time but still couldn't find what he was looking for, so he let go of the child resentfully, and said dissatisfiedly, "Get up, I'm going to take a bath."

Although the child was small, his body wrapped around Ji Bingzhu's body like a water snake, he hugged his neck and gasped, "Ji Yan, Ji Yan, don't leave me, please enjoy my body, um... Ji Yan. "

Bian Ling blushed aside.

Ji Bingzhu didn't hear the ambiguous meaning of these words at all, and said with disgust on his face: "Shi blame you, I don't want to beat you out, why did you come to me suddenly?"

Shi Yuan's clothes were messy, he put his arms around Ji Bingzhu's neck and refused to let go, and bit Ji Bingzhu's finger that pushed him with his teeth, and said in a low voice, "I miss you, how about you, Ji Bingzhu? Do you miss me? "

"I have been thinking about you all the time in the past five years, wanting to fight against you, wanting to see you defeating me and leaving gracefully."

So powerful and beautiful.

A sick expression appeared on Shi Yuan's face, he looked at Ji Bingzhu obsessively, wishing he could swallow him in one gulp.

Ji Bingzhu imitated Bian Ling's posture of throwing him away before, pinched Shi Yuan's waist and threw it into the water beside him, and said unhappily: "I don't want you, give me my book and return it quickly, then get out and leave." alright."

He also kicked Shi Yuan in the water twice, Shi Yuan took it as a joke, and wished he could grab Ji Bingzhu's feet to prevent him from leaving his body.

Ji Bingzhu landed on the shore without a trace, and Bian Ling, who was at the side with a gloomy face, immediately spread out his clothes and walked forward to wrap his body.

Shi Yuan was lying on the shore staring at Ji Bingzhu's body, and when he was covered by his clothes, a hostility suddenly appeared on his idiot face, staring at Bian Ling, wishing to kill him Soon after.

Bian Ling didn't take his hatred in his eyes at all, helped Ji Bingzhu put on his clothes quickly, and gritted his teeth: "Who is he? Why is he here?"

Ji Bingzhu was drying his hair, and he replied casually after hearing the words: "He is complaining, I mentioned it to you before."

Bian Ling was startled, and looked incredulously at the little Douding in the water who was eagerly watching Ji Bingzhu's bare ankles, wishing to kneel and lick him, and said shyly, "Him?"

There is a world of difference between this idiot, a perverted child in front of him and the image of a leader who can command the ghosts in Bian Ling's imagination.

Ji Bingzhu nodded, threw his long hair behind his back, and gave Shi Yuan a look, and asked, "Why are you here?"

Shi Yuan lay on the stone, put on a very provocative posture, licked his slender fingertips, and said charmingly: "Of course I came to see you, I just said it..."

Ji Bingzhu interrupted him impatiently before he finished speaking, "I mean, I clearly put a restriction in the yard, how did you get in?"

Shi Yuan bit his fingertips, exerted a little force, blood gushed out and was licked into his mouth by him, he lazily said: "The whole world is mine, so naturally I can go wherever I want."

Ji Bingzhu snorted, "My yard is not counted in the environment."

On weekdays, those fierce beasts would often detour around Ji Bingzhu's yard during the ghost walk in the sword-stomach realm. Over time, this small courtyard became the only otherworldly place when Luoxue ghost walks.

Shi Yuan stretched his waist, and slowly stood up from the water. Following his movements, the water in the hot spring climbed up Shi Yuan's smooth calf as if alive, and soon spread all over his body.

Shi Yuan flicked his fingers and snapped his fingers. The water on his body exploded like mist. Shi Yuan's body was wrapped in a black robe. Feeling jealous.

Bian Ling shuddered.

——This is the real one, Moxiu.

Bian Ling's face was pale, and Ji Bingzhu who was at the side suddenly pulled Bian Ling behind him, looked at Shi Yuan and said indifferently: "Take back your devilish energy to me."

Shi Yuan paused, and looked at Bian Ling with a half-smile, "If you can get on the road, do you think he will be able to?"

Ji Bingzhu's expression turned cold, and he casually hooked one hand into the hot spring, a stream of water rushed out, and condensed into an ice sword in mid-air, aiming at the back of Shi Yuan's heart.

Ji Bingzhu said softly: "I haven't tried it, how do I know it can't?"

Shi Yuan bit his fingertips, and with another force, he almost bit off half of his knuckles. He licked the blood that flowed out as if he didn't feel any pain at all, laughed evilly, and said in a hoarse voice: "You Didn't you see the look in his eyes?"

Ji Bingzhu frowned: "What do you mean?"

Shi Yuan looked at Bian Ling, his blood-colored lips curled up, and said softly in a voice that was almost breathless: "How could a person with that kind of look obediently obey your orders? People, sooner or later, they will become the overlord of one party's demon cultivators, Ji Yan, Ji Yan, think about it carefully, how can a person like him who is naturally rebellious follow your wishes to practice obediently?"

Ji Bingzhu turned his head slightly, met Bian Ling's gaze, and his pupils shrank sharply for a moment.

I saw Bian Ling looking at Shi Yuan coldly at this time, his pupils turned crimson vertical pupils because of madness or Xindinghou, and the expression on his face was not as cold as usual, but revealing There is a kind of disgust and arrogance that looks down on the world.

Ji Bingzhu murmured: "A Ling?"

Shi Yuan laughed loudly: "Ji Yan, do you think that you can climb the avenue with the body of a demon chosen by heaven, and other people can do it? It's too ridiculous for you to think of others."

Ji Bingzhu looked at him viciously, and said angrily: "Shut up, Ah Ling is not the kind of person you said!"

Shi Yuan: "Even if he is pure in mind, so what, if he can't endure the hardships you have suffered, how can he be able to climb the Gujing Avenue? Hahahaha Ji Yan, why are you still as naive as before?"

Bian Ling, who was watching Shi Yuan bitterly from the side, was stunned when he heard the words, the murderous intent on his body quickly faded like a tide, and he turned his head to look at Ji Bingzhu in disbelief.

Season disaster?

Heaven's choice to cultivate the body of the devil to get on the road?

Only him and 700 years ago...

Season disaster?

calamity……

A disaster for you?

For a while, after confirming that Ji Bingzhu was Wuzuijun, all kinds of doubts were piled up. Following the grievances, a few words were like clearing the clouds and mist to see the sunny sky. At this time, Bian Ling's doubts about Ji Bingzhu's identity were finally completely confirmed. .

700 years ago, the powerful man who fought against Wuzui Jun was none other than Ji Yan, the eldest son of Ji. It is rumored that he was chosen by heaven to cultivate the body of a demon to ascend the road.

Some people say that he is in seclusion, some people say that he has fallen, but no one can produce definite evidence. The city lord of Luyi City also left a cave and throne for him alone, and several major families in Luyi City enshrine it every year.

In Luyi City, the person who is more famous than Wuzuijun is the one who can destroy the world and destroy the world.

It's just that no one has ever known what he looks like, what kind of nature he is, and even everyone must have a longevity card after birth. The entire Ji family except for the phrase "Ji's eldest son, the body of the devil chosen by heaven", There are no other records.

It is precisely because of this that Bian Ling has never considered Ji Bingzhu's identity as Lord Yiyi, but no one would have thought that being regarded as a god by the people of Luyi City, he would not even dare to proclaim his name for fear of profanity Such a foolish appearance, Mr. Yiyi.

Bian Ling stared at him blankly, his mind blank.

Ji Bingzhu became a little impatient, he flicked his wide sleeves, snorted and said, "Are you here just to talk nonsense?"

Shi Yuan laughed, looking especially innocent on that immature face, but only those who know him know that this person's heart is so dark to the bone, all his love for Ji Bingzhu is morbidly destroyed by him Desire is causing trouble.

After every sentence of love for Ji Bingzhu, there is a terrible desire to crush Ji Bingzhu's bones bit by bit.

Shi Yuan stared at Ji Bingzhu's bright eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Of course not, I'm here to remind you, you have to be careful this time when you're walking around with ghosts, your place...is no longer a place outside the world."

Ji Bingzhu frowned, and a nine-tailed fox like a black shadow climbed up Shi Yuan's white face, and quickly crawled along his face. It was the pet that Ji Bingzhu couldn't find just now. .

The shadow-like nine-tailed fox stayed on Shi Yuan's collarbone for a while, then quickly crawled down his skin and disappeared under his clothes.

Bian Ling also came back to his senses at this time, looking at Shi Yuan with disgust in his eyes, "You actually used your body to raise those nine-tailed foxes?"

Shi Yuan, like Ji Bingzhu, has always liked that kind of furry things. He used all the nine-tailed foxes in the whole world to raise them on his body with secret techniques, and they looked like shadows on weekdays.

The nine-tailed fox that Ji Bingzhu killed before was also raised by Shi Yuan, and it was also because of this secret method that the dissipation of the nine-tailed fox's inner alchemy caused a backlash against Shi Yuan with the same ability.

Shi Yuan raised his hand, his arm stretched out from his sleeve, and the Nine-Tailed Fox climbed onto his arm, docile in a pitch-black mass, looking really scary.

As soon as Bian Ling frowned, he heard Ji Bingzhu's "wow", and his serious expression just now turned into joyful affection. He looked at the nine-tailed fox, and asked anxiously, "Would it be soft to the touch? "

Bian Ling: "..."

——This man is hopeless.

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