shut up, shameless old thief

This time, the Ghost Walk in the Distant Realm was really as powerful as Ji Bingzhu said, and even if Bian Ling didn't go out, he could feel the spiritual power vibrating in Luomo Mountain.

The aura exuded by those fierce beasts, all of which were above the ninth rank, wantonly hunted and killed the creatures of Luomo Mountain was daunting.

The little raccoon had already ran to the yard a few days ago, and found a corner to lie down on his stomach and dare not go out, looking really timid.

Bian Ling has nothing to do, so he tinkers in the kitchen in different ways every day. Sometimes he cooks various fruit sweet soups, and sometimes he uses fruits to carve flowers, which look really nice on the plate.

Every time he brought it out to eat in the yard, Ji Bingzhu floated out of the room without opening or closing his eyes. He lay on the table, watching Bian Ling eat all kinds of delicacies, and his saliva would flow It's on the table.

But to Bian Ling's surprise, he didn't make any other moves at all.

Bian Ling put a hard fruit in his mouth, gritted his teeth and glared at Ji Bingzhu coldly, everyone could see his unhappiness.

However, Ji Bingzhu was so nervous that he didn't touch Bian Ling's vicious but sad eyes at all. He was immersed in the sadness of not being able to eat, and shed tears while drooling.

Looking up at the gloomy sky, he sighed and said, "Ah! When will it be sunny? And when will I be able to leave this ghostly place?"

Bian Ling spat out the fruit core he had crushed, and said indifferently: "You have been here for so many years, and it doesn't matter if you stay for a while."

Ji Bingzhu opened his eyes wide and said loudly, "What's the matter?"

Bian Ling smiled, "Oh? Then tell me, what's different?"

Ji Bingzhu dragged the stool to Bian Ling's side, opened his eyes wide and said earnestly, "Because there is A Ling this time."

Bian Ling: "..."

The fruit in Bian Ling's hand fell out suddenly, and Gu Lulu rolled to the ground, his face flushed suddenly.

Ji Bingzhu still didn't know what happened to Bian Ling, and continued: "I don't want Ling to be bored. If Ling is outside, Ling will definitely be happier."

Bian Ling didn't know that Ji Bingzhu had such an idea, so he frowned: "Why do you think so?"

Ji Bingzhu lowered his head, thought for a while, and said, "Facing people like me all day, you will definitely feel very bored. Xiao Li once said that to me."

Ji Bingzhu looked a little aggrieved, but he didn't seem to notice it, and said to himself: "He said that I don't understand the world, I don't even understand common sense, and it will be annoying over time."

The more he talked, the lower his head lowered, and his voice was so small that it was inaudible, but Bian Ling still heard it.

"For example, when I touched you before, you were so loud and fierce at me, it should be because I did something wrong."

Bian Ling was taken aback, and after thinking about it for a long time, he remembered that five years ago he did beat Ji Bingzhu because he was too close to him, but he didn't expect Ji Bingzhu to remember it until now.

Bian Ling was stunned for a moment. He recalled the stupid things he had done before, and wished he could go back in time and give himself a slap in the face.

However, he didn't have much affection for Ji Bingzhu before, and he was very repulsed by his contact, but after five years of getting along, his estrangement and vigilance had disappeared completely, replaced by his trust in Ji Bingzhu, and the pain Unfortunately, and what he only discovered recently...

Some kind of emotion that can't be expressed in words.

When this feeling first appeared, Bian Ling panicked. After all, the combination of yin and yang in the ancient thorn is the right way. He was educated and brought up according to the rules of the right way since he was a child. Apart from the idea of ​​becoming a demon, I have never had such a deviant thought like this time.

When he hesitated, he saw Ji Bingzhu's frail and mournful appearance a few days ago, and almost immediately thought in his mind-I want to get him.

At the same time, a desire to possess and protect from nowhere also arises spontaneously. Even though he knows that people like Ji Bingzhu don't need his protection at all, he still wants to stay by his side.

Even if you can't get what you want in the end, it's a good destination to stay with him all the time.

Unknowingly, the righteous belief that Bian Ling pursued was slowly transferred to Ji Bingzhu.

Bian Ling stared at the self-pitying Ji Bingzhu with heavy eyes, and pressed Ji Bingzhu's shoulder after he had vented his unhappiness.

Ji Bingzhu looked up at him suspiciously, "What did I do wrong?"

He didn't do anything wrong, he was always the one who did wrong, Bian Ling thought to himself.

He pressed Ji Bingzhu's shoulder, and his voice was a little hoarse for a while because he tried hard to suppress the desire in his heart, "Senior, do you want to drink?"

Ji Bingzhu's eyes lit up immediately when he heard Jiu, and immediately put aside the little complaint he was making just now, clapped his hands, and said happily: "I want it, think about it! I think about it every day!"

But when the joy was over, he lowered his head in despondency and muttered, "But I can't drink now."

Hearing this, Bian Ling returned to the room, took out a jar of wine, unsealed the jar directly in front of Ji Bingzhu, and poured it casually into a teacup beside him.

Ji Bingzhu muffled: "What are you doing? I can't drink."

Without saying a word, Bian Ling picked up the cup and drank it down. Before Ji Bingzhu could react, he grabbed his chin and covered his lips.

Ji Bingzhu: "Oh!"

He snorted, and before he had time to thump, Bian Ling took a sip of the spicy wine directly along his lips, and his lips pressed against Ji Bingzhu's somewhat warm lips, making an ambiguous sound of water.

When Ji Bingzhu swallowed the wine completely, Bian Ling let go of him panting, approached him and asked in a hoarse voice, "Does it taste?"

Ji Bingzhu stared at him blankly, his eyes were full of mist, and even the corners of his eyes were a little red, he stretched out his scarlet lips to lick the remaining water stains on his lips, looking at him with a stupid look It looks like a seductive goblin, even the tip of its tongue is full of pornography.

Ji Bingzhu was stunned for a long time before he nodded, his voice suddenly choked up and said: "It's delicious..."

He looked like he wanted to cry again, Bian Ling hated to see his tears this time, poured another glass of wine to cover his mouth and took another sip of the wine, the ambiguous sound of water made Bian Ling blush a little, but the matter is over He can't think too much.

Ji Bingzhu was even fed several sips of wine, his face was a little red, he didn't care about crying, looked at Bian Ling in front of him with blurred eyes, and asked suspiciously: "Don't you hate me?"

As he spoke, he gestured the distance between the two, tilted his head and looked at him blankly, "It's so close...no, won't it be annoying?"

Bian Ling couldn't laugh or cry, the distance between the two of them was not once or twice in the past five years, why is he so obsessed with this now.

Bian Ling said: "I was wrong before, I shouldn't kill you."

Ji Bingzhu blushed, said "Oh", and said thoughtfully, "Are people outside like this..."

He thought for a while, touched his moist lips, and found a word, "Just touching each other like this?"

Bian Ling said: "No, no, after you go out, don't rush forward when you see someone."

Ji Bingzhu didn't understand, so Bian Ling coughed dryly and said: "Only the closest people can do this."

Ji Bingzhu didn't know if it was because of those few sips of wine, his reaction was a bit slow, he nodded, and said in a daze: "Oh, that's it, from now on I will only be intimate with Ling."

Bian Ling: "..."

Bian Ling gasped, and before he could suppress his thumping heart, he saw Ji Bingzhu standing up staggeringly.

Bian Ling was taken aback, Ji Bingzhu staggered to his side, sat directly on his lap, put his arms around his neck, leaned towards Bian Ling's face with a drunken look, and said vaguely: "Still , I still want to drink, Ling."

Bian Ling looked at Ji Bingzhu with black lines all over his head, touched his hot face, and said helplessly, "You're not drunk, are you?"

The few sips of wine just now were no more than a bowl of alcohol, and Ji Bingzhu was so drunk. Didn't he say that he likes drinking the most?Why is it so easy to get drunk?

Ji Bingzhu grabbed him, and licked Bian Ling's chin back and forth like a puppy. Bian Ling was so licked by him that he just wanted to lean over to kiss him, but Ji Bingzhu lowered his head with a "click" and leaned against him. He fell asleep on his shoulders.

Bian Ling: "..."

He suffocated half to death, and it was hard to wake up Ji Bingzhu, so he had to carry him back to the room, then came out and resealed the wine, planning to find another day to coax Ji... No, let Ji Bingzhu get over his alcohol addiction.

After he packed everything up, Ji Bingzhu was already sleeping soundly on the bed with the quilt in his arms, looking heartless.

Bian Ling sighed helplessly before walking out of the room.

He walked slowly to the place where the little raccoon was sleeping, his eyes instantly became indifferent, he held the palm of his hand, and Xin Tinghou was held in his palm, killing intent swept across the blade, making Xin Tinghou's blade flicker slightly, thirsting for blood With red light.

The sleeping little raccoon froze, his instinct for danger woke him up suddenly, and he raised his head to look at the gloomy Bian Ling in front of him.

The little raccoon squinted his animal eyes, his vertical pupils flashed with a fierce light, he flicked his tail lazily and said, "Why don't you play with that brat anymore?"

Bian Ling was short, and thrust Xin Tinghou into the ground in front of Xiaoli. He said coldly and condescendingly: "What did you say to Ji Bingzhu?"

The little raccoon laughed a couple of times, this smile looked particularly sinister on the fox's face, he stretched his waist, and said casually: "I have known him for more than 700 years, and we have said countless things, what words are you referring to?"

Bian Ling said coldly: "If you don't understand the world and don't know common sense, will you be hated by others?"

The little raccoon knew what he was talking about as soon as he heard it, and smiled roguely, and said, "Don't you think it's funny? His temperament is like a blank sheet of paper. He believes what others say, even if you Point to a rabbit and say it’s a dog, and he will nod seriously and say he knows.”

Bian Ling clenched his fists violently.

Xiaoli laughed triumphantly, "Speaking of which, I told him before that there was wine he could taste under the abyss of the cable bridge, and he believed it and jumped down to look for it. He came back in a bloody state, with a broken arm, and he was still smirking at me when he came back. Hahahaha, it’s so funny."

Bian Ling's eyes flashed sharply, and he pulled Xin Tinghou, and a burst of fire rushed towards the little raccoon, mixed with killing intent and spiritual power.

The little raccoon leaped lightly and directly avoided the fatal blow. He squatted on the high wall and licked his paws, still smiling abominably, and said, "Don't get angry, I've played him so much in the past 700 years." This time, he still looks grateful to me. Don't you want to try the pleasure of playing with a world-shattering power in applause?"

Bian Ling's eyes were red, and he rushed towards the high wall with his toes pointing to the ground. Xin Tinghou took advantage of the trend and slashed several red lights towards the little raccoon in a split second, before smashing down impressively.

The little raccoon transformed into the prototype of the nine-tailed fox in an instant, and slapped the ground with its huge claws, shaking the stone floor into cracks.

The little raccoon's voice after turning into the main body was low and hoarse, with a gloomy smile, "If I ask him to give me his inner alchemy so that he can leave Luomo Mountain, maybe he will also lose his eyes." Do it without blinking."

Bian Ling said angrily: "How dare you!"

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