shut up, shameless old thief

Ji Bingzhu didn't know that he was bored by his chattering appearance, he insisted on dragging Bian Ling to talk endlessly, as if he hadn't talked to anyone for hundreds of years.

Bian Ling listened to him talking nonsense for a quarter of an hour, and when he said that raising a fox is very beautiful, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, and was about to have an attack, but suddenly a warm current came from his abdomen.

Since he was injured, the Yuan Dan in his abdomen has been dug out, and his tendons have been shattered. Logically speaking, he has no basis for cultivation, but I don't know if it is his illusion. After taking the medicine, the muscles and veins all over his body seemed to be reorganized, and the vitality that had disappeared seemed to be slowly revived in his blood.

Bian Ling was taken aback in his heart. In the entire Gujing Continent, he had never heard of the saying that someone could feel the vitality flowing in the veins after being dug out of the Yuandan.

In this way, his eyes looking at Ji Bingzhu dimmed suddenly.

Ji Bingzhu was still talking about the fox he raised: "Let me tell you, my little raccoon looks really good-looking, with nine fluffy tails, and it's very warm when you hug it to sleep in winter. But there's only one little raccoon, so I can't share it with you." You, if you want it too, I can grab another one to warm your bed in winter."

Bian Ling: "..."

The Nine-Tailed Fox can be regarded as a ninth-level spirit beast in the Gujing Continent. Even if it is a powerful opponent that has cultivated to the peak, it has little chance of winning. However, in the eyes of this weak-looking person, it seems that it is just trying to catch a As easy as a pet.

This person is truly unfathomable.

Bian Ling has quickly changed several opinions on Ji Bingzhu in half an hour, from the original indifference, to the boredom of chattering, and now to the faint respect for the expert.

Bian Ling can be regarded as a well-known genius in the Gujing Continent. At the age of 16, he formed a pill, and his name resounded throughout Gujing. He has a prominent family background and has been rebellious since he was a child. It is a rare first time.

Sitting on the bed, Bian Ling clasped his fists at Ji Bingzhu, and said solemnly: "Just now Bian Ling didn't know the heights of heaven and earth, and made a slip of the tongue. I hope seniors don't blame me."

Ji Bingzhu's eyes lit up, he held onto Bian Ling's clenched hand and said, "I knew you would like the furry nine-tailed fox. I'll bring the little raccoon over to show you later."

Bian Ling struggled to keep calm again, thinking that I didn't say this to you because of the Nine-Tailed Fox.

But in the eyes of Ji Bingzhu, who lacks a muscle in his brain, he must have attracted Bian Ling just now with the sentence of catching a nine-tailed fox to warm the bed, otherwise why would the people who were still indifferent just now suddenly treat him like this? of] enthusiasm.

As he spoke, he flicked his sleeves full of pot ashes, his smiling eyes almost curled up, and he said: "You just wait here, I'll go and pick up the little raccoon."

Said, bouncing away.

Bian Ling looked at his back with vague eyes.

Since Bian Ling drank the medicine, the wound on his abdomen was healing rapidly, and within a short while, most of the wound on his body had healed.

Bian Ling propped up his body and got off the bed. There was a thick blanket in the room. Bian Ling couldn't tell what kind of material it was. Stepping on it was like stepping on cotton. It was very comfortable and could move the whole body. The tops of the feet are buried.

All the clothes on his body had been stripped off by Ji Bingzhu. He was wearing a blue shirt that didn't fit well at this time. Bian Ling pulled the clothes and the corners of his lips twitched. He didn't want to know how Ji Bingzhu changed it for him. clothes.

He was struggling for a while, when Ji Bingzhu rushed over from the outside with his little raccoon in his arms, calling repeatedly, "Aling, Aling, Aling!"

Bian Ling was terribly annoyed, but he couldn't stop talking, so he leaned on the door frame with a dark face and looked at Ji Bingzhu coldly.

Ji Bingzhu's green shirt was completely black, and he didn't know how he decocted himself into such a ghost. He held a little fox in his arms, and moved happily to the side. Ling ran over.

Ji Bingzhu held a little fox in both hands, lifted it up to show Bian Ling, and said, "Look, this is the little fox, how is it? Is it cute?"

The nine-tailed fox was a small one before it turned into its real body. At this time, it was staring at Bian Ling bitterly, approaching Bian Ling with all its aura, and said fiercely to Bian Ling: "Where did you come from, you brat?" , Uncle Ben was dragged here by this guy while he was still sleeping, believe it or not, I just swallowed you? Stupid human being."

The nine-tailed fox finally said something that Bian Ling couldn't understand, but judging from its tone, it was probably a curse.

Bian Ling was still young, and with the loss of the Yuan Dan, he couldn't bear the Nine-Tailed Fox's monstrous aura at all, so he immediately turned pale and took a step back.

Ji Bingzhu was taken aback, grabbed the Nine-Tailed Fox by the back of the neck, raised his foot and kicked the ninth-level spirit beast to the sky, Ji Bingzhu said angrily: "Little raccoon, how dare you threaten my brother! It's too much! It's too much!"

The nine-tailed fox turned into a shooting star in the sky, and the screaming voice roared: "I don't call you Xiaoli! Ahhhhh!"

Bian Ling: "..."

Ji Bingzhu walked towards him, held Bian Ling's shoulders, and said worriedly: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it likes to bully others. With me around, no one would dare to eat you."

Bian Ling was expressionless, and he got used to Ji Bingzhu's style of talking and doing things after going back and forth, and he was no longer as speechless as he was at the beginning.

Bian Ling brushed away Ji Bingzhu's hand, and said indifferently: "It's nothing, I'll trouble seniors."

Ji Bingzhu didn't feel embarrassed when his hand was waved away, and the smile on his face remained the same. He said: "You are in better health, that's good, that's good. If you take a good rest, I'll make medicine for you tomorrow morning. Drink it for three days and you'll be fine."

He said, smiling with his lips hooked, it was very beautiful, the sky outside had already darkened, Ji Bingzhu brought a few candlesticks over, lit the lamps in the corners, and made the bed again, he patted the bed, Hei Huhu's face was full of smiles, and he said, "You're welcome, come to sleep, you are sick, you should have a good rest."

After standing for a while, Bian Ling felt a little dizzy, so instead of Fu Ji Bingzhu's kind intentions, he came over and lay down with a cold face.

Ji Bingzhu pulled the quilt for him, and was still chattering: "Don't worry, you just need to recover from your injuries, and I will take you to play after your injuries are healed. Let me tell you, there are so many interesting things in this mountain. "

He also had a tendency to talk non-stop. Even though Bian Ling knew that this person must be an unfathomable expert, he was still a little bored. He closed his eyes directly, and there was a kind of "I'm going to sleep and play while I'm going to bed" all over my body. go" means.

Ji Bingzhu had no choice but to shut up, and said slowly: "Then...then you go to sleep."

He said, pushing the door out a little lonely, Bian Ling felt a little sorry to hear his voice, opened his eyes and saw Ji Bingzhu closing the door in frustration.

The soft flesh in Bian Ling's heart seemed to be pinched by someone. Before he could react, the words were already out of his mouth: "Senior..."

Ji Bingzhu was about to close the door, when he heard Bian Ling calling him, his eyes lit up immediately, and he looked at him expectantly.

Bian Ling paused for a moment, and then said awkwardly: "Thank you senior for saving me, Bian Ling...will repay senior in the future."

Ji Bingzhu's previous loneliness was swept away, he was an optimistic person by nature, and immediately smiled so much that his eyes curled up, he said: "It's all right, it's easy to do, then you have a good rest, and call me if you need anything. "

Bian Ling said: "Okay."

Ji Bingzhu then closed the door.

The whole room smelled of green wood, which was very refreshing. Bian Ling had been hunted down for several months, and he had never had a good rest in bed like today. He closed his eyes, and everything in front of him was that he had been framed by others and was framed by his family. The faces of those people when they were expelled, and those scenes crossed back and forth, making Bian Ling wake up again after not sleeping for a long time.

There was a breeze blowing through the bamboo forest outside, and the rustling of the leaves colliding with each other was very pleasant to hear. There were many animals in Luomo Mountain, and from time to time there was the sound of various spirit beasts screaming. People are inexplicably apprehensive.

Bian Ling couldn't fall asleep, and lay on the bed for a long time before walking out the door step by step with his body supported.

The left side of this courtyard is a bamboo forest, and the right side is a tall phoenix flower tree. At this time, the flowering period has passed and the trees are dense. The scenery in this courtyard is very unique.

There is a huge night pearl in the yard, which is inlaid on a small stone pillar, illuminating half of the yard.

Bian Ling looked around, and was about to find a place to sit down, when he saw a person sitting on a branch under the phoenix tree.

Bian Ling was taken aback.

That person is Ji Bingzhu.

He probably went to take a bath before going to bed, washed off the filth, and changed into a moon-white clothes. Only then did Bian Ling see clearly what this man looked like.

Under the light of the night pearl, Ji Bingzhu's face is as white as jade, and his appearance makes people look sideways. He is really too good-looking. He lived to be 17 years old. He has seen countless praises in his family. Good people, he has even seen people who are known as the number one beauty in the entire Gujing Continent, but he has never thought that anyone can match Ji Bingzhu's looks.

He closed his eyes slightly, his eyelashes cast a small shadow, and his light-colored lips curled up slightly even in his sleep. It was as if he was naturally optimistic and didn't know what sadness was.

Ji Bingzhu's black hair spread directly on the surrounding ground, coupled with his somewhat exaggerated appearance, in this silent night, he looked like a spirit who had strayed into the mortal world.

Bian Ling unconsciously held his breath. After a while, he took a few steps back. He felt a headache while pressing the center of his eyebrows. At the same time, he was gnashing his teeth. He actually stood under a tree and watched a 700-year-old man for a quarter of an hour. Time, no matter how good-looking he is, he is still just a man, what are you looking at?

As he spoke, his face became even more indifferent. He glanced at Ji Bingzhu who was soundly asleep, and went back to the room with his sleeves flicked.

When he was lying on the bed, he belatedly remembered a question.

This... Is it because he took up his bed, that's why he was wronged and wronged to make do with the night under the tree?

As soon as this thought came to mind, Bian Ling's disgusted face suddenly showed some shame.

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