shut up, shameless old thief

Pu Ye separated on both sides, and Bian Ling took two steps forward uncontrollably. He was fully prepared not to change his face no matter what he saw, but when he saw the scene behind Pu Ye, his face still changed slightly.

——Because there is nothing behind the leaves, just an open space, the scene is similar to the roadside when they came just now, and there is no door at all.

The only difference is that there is a peach tree next to the open space that has grown for an unknown number of years. It is already late autumn, half of the peach leaves have fallen, and the branches are bare. There is no beauty to speak of.

Bian Ling stepped forward, glanced around, and looked at Ji Bingzhu who was beside him expressionlessly.

Ji Bingzhu trotted to the center of the open space, recovered and faced Bian Ling, opened his hand wide, drew a circular arc in mid-air, and said loudly: "Ah Ling, have you seen this place?" There’s a special———a door that’s not that big? It’s———————————————— What a big door! Have you seen it? "

When he makes big gestures, the tone is drawn out, and he looks at Bian Ling with wide eyes, eyes full of expectation.

Bian Ling looked at the place where Ji Bingzhu was gesticulating, but he didn't see anything, and shook his head sullenly.

Ji Bingzhu was a little surprised now, and he stretched out his hand to draw a circle on the top of his head, and said, "Did you really not see it? It was just behind me, and the door was so big that it was tightly shut. Can't get out!"

Bian Ling still couldn't see it, and he began to think whether it was because he lost Yuan Dan's cultivation base that he couldn't even see a door as big as Ji Bingzhu's mouth.

With such a crippled appearance, where does he have the confidence to talk about revenge?Bian Ling sneered almost self-deprecatingly, and was about to turn around to leave, when he heard Ji Bingzhu say: "Ah! I really can't see it, so I don't worry, I thought I was the only one who couldn't see it." Come on, ah, I was scared to death."

Bian Ling: "..."

Bian Ling's desperate mood disappeared in an instant, replaced by the strong urge to kill Ji Bingzhu just now.

Bian Ling almost squeezed out a sentence between his teeth: "Since you can't see it, don't mislead others!"

But Ji Bingzhu didn't listen to him at all. After he said that, he trotted and jumped under the peach blossom tree, and began to dig the soil of the peach blossom tree with his claws, muttering to himself while digging, Said: "I remember it was buried here, very good wine, um...here?"

Bian Ling held his forehead beside him.

He dug a few shallow holes under the peach blossom tree with his claws, but every time he dug halfway, he said "not here" to himself, and then ran to other places to dig holes. It showed very vividly.

According to his digging method, digging a circle of holes under the entire peach tree would not find the wine he buried.

Bian Ling didn't care about him anymore, he looked at the winding mountain steps behind the open space, the steps were narrow and cramped, only one person could pass through, winding all the way to the dense jungle at the foot of the mountain.

Bian Ling recalled what Ji Bingzhu said just now, "You will be beaten back by the door of the back mountain", and he was a little unclear. Therefore, there is no door here, so how could he be beaten back for no reason? With this thought in mind, he tried to walked a few steps forward.

Even after walking many steps, Bian Ling didn't touch anything that blocked him. After probing like this, he breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the mountain steps five steps away, his eyes shone slightly.

As long as he walks down this inexplicable mountain, he can...

Bian Ling was caught off guard and stopped, suddenly froze.

He can... What can he do?

Yuan Dan was abolished and his cultivation base was completely lost. Even if he returned to Gujing at this time, he was still just an ordinary person. If those who came to chase him saw his appearance, they might even have the desire to kill him. nothing.

Thinking of this, Bian Ling suddenly let out a sad laugh, falling from heaven to hell only takes one night.

In the old days, he was high-spirited, full of enthusiasm with the dream of traveling all over the mainland and stepping on the peak of cultivation, thinking that as long as he waited, he would be able to break out of his own world alone.

There may be thorns and thorns all over the road, he will meet all kinds of people, some people love him, hate him, hate him and envy him, maybe he will become a great power in one world, or he may die in a corner No one here knows, even so, this is the fate of my own choice.

Fate is inherently unfair, you can hate it, but you can't regret the choice you made at the beginning.

Bian Ling had such expectations, but before he could wait, he was forced to experience the cruelty of the world in advance.

Bian Ling didn't know what his expression was at this time, but he knew it must be ugly. No matter how precocious he was, he was only a 17-year-old boy now. Desolate and hopeless.

Before Bian Ling could sort out his messed up thoughts, Ji Bingzhu who was at the side suddenly let out an "ahhh", and then he rushed up, grabbed Bian Ling's arm and threw it back, Bian Ling was caught off guard. He threw it to the ground and didn't get up for a long time.

He gritted his teeth and punched his fist hard on the grass, and the pent-up anger in his heart finally broke out. He raised his head almost viciously, stared at Ji Bingzhu with red eyes, and said angrily: "What the hell are you..."

But before his anger was completely burned, it was completely extinguished by Ji Bingzhu's next move.

Ji Bingzhu pulled his arm and threw him behind his back, facing him as if he was looking at something in the opposite void, his voice was still as clear and pleasant as before, but what he said at this time was a little indifferent, he said : "He's just a child, it's a bit too much for you to treat him like this."

Bian Ling was taken aback.

He stood up slightly with his arms propped up, his eyes passed Ji Bingzhu's shoulders, and only then did he see a translucent figure floating in mid-air.

The figure of the man was like a cloud of white mist, so transparent that a gust of wind could blow him away, and he couldn't even see the contours of his face. He sneered and said, "He is the best cultivator in the entire ancient thorn. The body of the demon, countless demon cultivators will grab him back and take it as their own, why did you treat him like a child when you came here?"

This person's voice sounded like several people talking together, there were men, women, old and young, and it was creepy to listen carefully.

Bian Ling looked at them in astonishment, and Ji Bingzhu turned his back to him at this time, unable to see his face, he could only hear him say softly: "The devil cultivator is cruel and ruthless, and brothers and feet can kill each other. What is the difference between living such a person and dying? Someone asked him if he wanted to cultivate demons? If those people ignored his wishes and asked him to cultivate demons forcibly..."

Before Ji Bingzhu finished speaking, the translucent person turned to Bian Ling and said, "Hey, boy, do you want to cultivate magic?"

His tone was too arrogant, as if he was teasing a pet, he was full of disdain, Bian Ling frowned, feeling dissatisfied, but facing his monstrous domineering aura, it was not good to directly confront him, He had no choice but to say with a cold face: "If you can't take revenge in cultivating Taoism, cultivating demons can be regarded as a way of never going astray."

Knowing that cultivating demons is a road of no return, but for revenge, he will still choose when he is desperate.

Then the man withdrew his gaze, looked at Ji Bingzhu, and said with some complacency in his tone: "Look, he said he wanted to repair the demon."

Bian Ling: "..."

This person is really good at taking meaning out of context, but his temper is somewhat similar to Ji Bingzhu's.

Ji Bingzhu was quiet for a while, and then slowly turned around after a while. Bian Ling was guessing what Ji Bingzhu's expression would be at this time, and saw him turn his face, and took a breath.

Immediately afterwards, I saw Ji Bingzhu's aggrieved face, staring at Bian Ling as if he was accusing "you a heartless man", and wanted to be slapped in the face, which didn't match his calm tone just now .

Bian Ling: "..."

It's hard to imagine that Bian Ling suddenly felt a bit of a toothache when he said such aggressive words with this expression on.

Ji Bingzhu's eyes seemed to be full of water, and he said: "Ah Ling, do you really want to cultivate demons? Can't cultivate demons, okay? I can cure you, I am very powerful, like him, I can hit ten at a time, don't be afraid of him."

Bian Ling: "..."

If Bian Ling hadn't been cold-tempered, he would have almost yelled, "He took it out of context, don't you understand what I just said? What I said is that I will cultivate demons only if I am not successful in cultivating the Tao!"

Bian Ling endured and endured, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and choked out a sentence, "If I can practice Taoism, I will naturally not be enchanted."

Ji Bingzhu's eyes lit up immediately, and the person behind him gave a disdainful "cut".

Seeing Ji Bingzhu's expression, Bian Ling felt inexplicably in a good mood. He turned his head to glance at the translucent person, and then asked, "Who is he?"

Like a victorious general, Ji Bingzhu triumphantly snorted at the translucent person with his nose, then ran over and said, "He, I just told you that he is the queen The gate of the mountain, I was beaten back by him several times before, and I couldn't get out."

Bian Ling was taken aback, and looked over again, the man had disappeared.

Ji Bingzhu explained to him: "He is the guardian enchantment of this back mountain, because he has cultivated his sanity for too long. I am angry, if he does not cultivate his sanity, I can break it and go out directly, and he will not be trapped at all. I've been here for 700 years, so angry, Ah Ling, please comfort me so that I don't get angry."

Bian Ling: "..."

The corners of Bian Ling's lips twitched, and he said in a harsh voice, "You...don't be angry."

Ji Bingzhu looked at him eagerly, and immediately said: "Okay! Don't be angry!"

Bian Ling: "..."

Bian Ling felt that since he came to Luomo Mountain, he had been speechless more times than he had in the previous 17 years combined.

Ji Bingzhu said that he would not be angry if he was not angry, and his face was smiling like a flower. He patted Bian Ling on the shoulder and said, "You should cultivate here for a while. He said that many people outside are looking for you. Take you back to torture, the enchantment just wanted to throw you into their hands, but luckily I stopped it..."

When he said this, his face became serious, and he said seriously: "You must not be caught by those demon cultivators. Those demon cultivators are all big bad guys. If you are caught by them, they will definitely lock you in the small dark room." Here, you won’t be able to eat for several days. It’s too cruel, it’s really too cruel. Ah Ling, hurry up..."

The corner of Bian Ling's lips twitched, and he said kindly: "Don't be angry."

Ji Bingzhu immediately said: "Okay!"

Bian Ling held his forehead, feeling that he might be in dire straits for a while.

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