shut up, shameless old thief

There was a burst of thunder, and Bian Ling was taken aback by surprise, and the porcelain bowl in his hand was dropped and shattered.

Bian Ling frowned while picking up the fragments, and looked up at the dark cloud-covered sky outside. The dark clouds seemed to be able to be suppressed at any time, and a purple thunder struck down impressively, only a loud noise was heard. It's not that I chopped some trees.

Winter snow and thunder are not a good sign.

But Bian Ling's thought was just a flash. He rarely cared about other things except himself, and he just took a glance and looked away. He skillfully took out a bowl and filled it with some freshly cooked sweets. Soup went out.

There was no sound in the room, Bian Ling felt a little strange, frowned and knocked on the door, saying: "Senior?"

The whole yard was too quiet, so quiet that Bian Ling suddenly felt creepy, and there was no weak spiritual fluctuation in the room like before, Bian Ling was so close that he couldn't even hear a breath.

Even if Ji Bingzhu meditated inside, it's impossible for there to be no sound at all.

The more Bian Ling thought about it, the more something was wrong, and he patted the door frame a few more times before pushing the unlocked door impatiently.

To his surprise, there was no one in the room.

There still seems to be a little fruit aroma from Ji Bingzhu's body in the air, and there is a phoenix flower on the table, which is fluttering slightly with the wind blowing from the window - it was given to Bian Ling by Ji Bingzhu on a whim five years ago. The branch he kept in the vase with his spiritual power every day has not faded all these years.

Bian Ling had no time to see what was going on in the room, he frowned and turned the corner of the room many times, "Senior?"

"Ji Bingzhu?"

After searching for a long time, Bian Ling couldn't find even half a ghost. Feeling uneasy, Bian Ling ran to the study next to him to look for it.

There are almost three walls in each study room, and the combined space can almost catch up with a small half of the city. Bian Ling would have searched for them one by one, but after a short time, he felt upset.

He came out of the painting in a state of embarrassment, searched the entire yard many times, and even drained the water in the hot spring in the backyard, but he still couldn't find Ji Bingzhu's shadow.

Bian Ling's face became more and more ugly, and finally he closed his eyes and spread out his spiritual consciousness. His spiritual consciousness covered the space with a radius of ten miles around this courtyard. After searching, he still did not find Ji Bingzhu's shadow .

And the powerful aura that was always by his side but ignored by him also dissipated unknowingly.

The more Bian Ling thought about it, the more palpitations he felt, but he still tried his best to comfort himself: "Maybe he was bored from practicing and ran out to play, and he might come back after a while."

Bian Ling never knew that he would be so optimistic, so he held such thoughts, emptied his mind, sat on the swing chair in the yard and waited for Ji Bingzhu to come back.

But it was already sunset at this time, Ji Bingzhu would never go out at night no matter how playful he was on weekdays, he was so afraid of the dark, he must have come back from outside on time when the sun went down.

Bian Ling was probably deceiving himself and others, desperately reassuring himself that Ji Bingzhu would not disappear for no reason.

As night fell, the sky was still covered with endless dark clouds because of the heavy snow. Bian Ling lit all the lanterns in the yard and stood at the gate of the yard waiting for Ji Bingzhu to come back.

But after one night, the sky was bright, and the snow was still falling all over the sky. Bian Ling stood there without moving, and his body was already covered with snow petals.

He looked at the brighter and brighter sky, and his body swayed slightly after standing all night, almost falling to the ground.

When he supported the door frame and raised his head again, a series of footsteps sounded suddenly in the distance. Bian Ling's eyes lit up, and he immediately staggered forward, looking at the visitor full of expectation, but the next moment he It was discovered that the person who came was not Ji Bingzhu.

The joy on Bian Ling's face instantly sank.

Wearing a black robe, Shi Yuan stepped on the snow on the ground step by step. It had just fallen overnight and had not been visited by anyone.

Bian Ling looked at him coldly: "What are you doing here?"

Shi Yuan's face was also extremely ugly, he sneered, not being harmless and gentle in front of Ji Bingzhu, he said lightly: "Are you waiting for Ji Yan?"

Bian Ling: "It's none of your business."

Bian Ling had a cold face to everyone other than Ji Bingzhu, and he didn't want to say a word at all. After he finished speaking, he turned around and planned to go to Huazhongjing to look for it again, still holding in his heart "Ji Bingzhu may be here I got lost in the picture-in-picture”, such a ridiculous idea.

Shi Yuan said indifferently: "He has already left."

As soon as Bian Ling waved his hand, Xin Tinghou slashed at Shi Yuan with a whistling sound. The tip of the knife could reach Shi Yuan's eyebrows and he didn't go any further. His eyes were a little red, and he said sharply, "Shut up!"

Shi Yuan didn't pay attention to the shining red light at all. He tilted his head and said softly: "Don't you notice it? The whole environment... no, the whole Luomo Mountain is gone without him." breath."

Bian Ling raised two fingers together, only to see Xin stop and wait for a flash, a bunch of hair on Shi Yuan's shoulders fluttered down, and he paused word by word: "I said, shut up."

Shi Yuan turned his head and glanced at the few strands of hair on the ground, and said with a half-smile: "I came here to remind you out of kindness, so as to save you from waiting here for such a long time. Ji Yan, who had already reached a bottleneck in breaking the world, suddenly Disappearance is probably enough spiritual power."

When he said this, the expression on his face became even more indifferent: "I originally thought that he valued you so much and would stay for you, but I didn't expect him to..."

Stardust took out the front blade but failed to kill Ji Bingzhu. Shi Yuan originally wanted to find a more suitable time for Ji Bingzhu to stay in Luomo Mountain forever, but within a day, Ji Bingzhu directly broke through the bottleneck and entered the God Returning , Luo Moshan's enchantment can't stop him at all.

Shi Yuan was originally discussing with Xingzhu how to lure Ji Bingzhu out, but before he could discuss the reason, there was a sudden roar in the whole world, and a purple thunder pierced the sky. After a circle, his face suddenly sank.

Ji Bingzhu's world-shattering aura has been active in Luomo Mountain since 700 years ago. Even if you don't perceive it carefully, you can feel the monstrous spiritual power and outrageous aura. Did not feel that force.

Shi Yuan's first reaction was to come over to find out the truth, but when he saw Bian Ling's ugly face as if someone had robbed his wife, he was completely sure.

Shi Yuan said coldly: "You are nothing more than that in his heart."

This sentence spoke of Bian Ling's pain, his figure instantly turned into a red light on the spot, the light was like blood, and there seemed to be a little red thread shining in the air like bloodshot eyes, the next moment, he approached Shi Yuan, and arrived at Shi Yuan The Xinzheng between the eyebrows was held in his hand for an instant, and the spiritual power was suddenly released by him.

Shi Yuan raised his lips, tilted his head, and said lightly: "It's just a wild dog taken in by Ji Yi on a whim, and it's only natural for him to throw it away. Do you want him to stay in Luomo Mountain for another hundred years for you? ? Haha, you think too highly of yourself, you're just a two-legged beast that hasn't formed alchemy for long."

Xin Tinghou slammed down impressively, Shi Yuan's devilish energy rose instantly, rushed out of the black robe and turned into a huge tail behind his back, and rushed straight towards Xin Tinghou.

The two phases of spiritual power and demon energy collided, and the stalemate lasted for five breaths. The black magic energy was superior, and it took advantage of the situation to swallow all the new spiritual energy, and then the magic energy grew stronger, and smashed towards Bian Ling without stopping. go down.

Shi Yuan has been a demon cultivator for thousands of years, and even if Bian Ling had a new age by his side, he still couldn't resist a person with such ability. A black light flashed before his eyes, and then the overwhelming demonic energy rushed towards him swept up.

The demon energy slammed into his body heavily, knocking him back a few steps, and barely stopped until his back hit the door frame.

Bian Ling stabilized his figure and gnashed his teeth to cover his chest, a trace of blood slowly fell from the corner of his lips.

Shi Yuan still maintained the posture of standing in place, the black robe was flying behind his back, and the devilish energy was withdrawn by him inch by inch, like a continuous stream of black lines hidden behind him.

Shi Yuan said lightly: "Without Ji Yan protecting you, you are just an ant, and anyone in this environment can easily kill you."

Bian Ling's eyes were red, and he looked at Shi Yuan viciously, but his heart was already half cold.

Although Shi Yuan's words were harsh and thorny, Bian Ling had to admit that half of what the other party said was correct after thinking about it. In this environment where everyone below the ninth level is an ant, he can't live long with this level of cultivation.

Shi Yuan looked at him, "tsk", sneered and said, "It's just that I didn't expect Ji Yan to be so cruel, and he left without even a sign."

This sentence is not what Bian Ling thought in his mind. Ji Bingzhu was still lying on the bed half a day ago and called his name. He just left for a while, and such a big living person completely disappeared from his life.

When Bian Ling thought of this, tears were almost forced down, but under Shi Yuan's gaze, which was half a smile, he held back, gritted his teeth and forced the tears back, and his bloodshot eyeballs appeared at some point A little crimson, like...

Shi Yuan originally wanted to kill Bian Ling once and for all, but when he saw his eyes gradually turning into scarlet magic pupils, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

He lowered his voice and said, "Are you going to be enchanted?"

Bian Ling was shaken all over by his malicious words, his mind, which was obsessed with evil thoughts just now, became clear instantly, and the scarlet in his eyes quickly receded, as if the magic pupil just now was an illusion.

But Shi Yuan can't read it wrong. He will be absorbed by the demonic energy of fangs and claws, and he will return to his original harmless appearance again. He bent his eyes and said softly: "I didn't expect you to care so much about Ji. Oh, but it's a pity, Ji Yan doesn't care about you at all, if he cared about you a little bit, he wouldn't just leave without saying a word."

Bian Ling froze.

Shi Yuan seemed to be trying to provoke Bian Ling on purpose. Seeing his reaction, he laughed even more happily, "Speaking of which, Ji Yan has always been a ruthless person. He watched his father and mother being killed more than 700 years ago. With a look of indifference, he could have rescued him according to his ability, but he allowed the Wuzui Lord to slaughter his whole family, he..."

"It's not worth your attention."

Bian Ling shouted, "Shut up, he's not that kind of person!"

Shi Yuan stretched out his slender fingers and pointed his chin, pretending to be sad and said: "I'm willing to tell you the truth because of your sadness, I didn't expect that you didn't believe it, it really makes me sad .”

Although Bian Ling was dazed with anger, his rationality was still there. He looked at Shi Yuan coldly: "His temperament would never be someone who slaughtered his biological parents. Stop talking nonsense."

Shi Yuan said slowly: "Oh, you may not be very clear about what kind of life Ji Yan lived in the so-called Ji's house."

Bian Ling was stunned, and then he remembered belatedly that Ji Bingzhu was just like him with the body of cultivating demons, and more than 700 years ago, people with such a physique should have been killed at birth, but However, he lived to adulthood safely and steadily, and became a powerful man who broke the world.

Shi Yuan: "He was not welcomed in Ji's family since he was a child, and he was shut up in a deserted courtyard to fend for himself since he was born. It was even more difficult, so I didn't crush him to death with my own hands."

And how could such a child grow up safely in a deserted yard with no one to take care of him?Even if you try your best to survive, you won't last long at all.

Shi complained: "But he survived, his father didn't recognize him, his mother even beat and scolded him, and didn't even let him call 'mother', but he survived in such an environment .May I ask if you have such indifferent and heartless parents, would you want to kill them quickly?"

Bian Ling's lips trembled, and the picture he saw when he glanced at it suddenly appeared in his mind. Ji Bingzhu, who was covered in injuries, stretched out his hand towards a woman, and transformed into a phoenix flower with difficulty, hissing Said: "Ma'am, I haven't been enchanted yet."

And that lady is probably Ji Bingzhu's mother.

Seeing the tragic appearance of her child being so seriously injured, she still satirized "Are you still alive" in disgust, so one can imagine what kind of life Ji Bingzhu will live in Ji's house.

For a while, Bian Ling didn't dare to think about it.

Seeing his wavering expression, Shi Yuan smiled and continued: "Sometimes I suspect that all the members of Ji's family were killed by himself, and then he played tricks to set the blame on those who have become demons. On Wuzuijun, anyway, a free and easy person like Wuzuijun would not care about such a small murder."

Bian Ling gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "No...it won't be like this..."

Although he denied it, his tone was not as firm as before.

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