shut up, shameless old thief

The demonic energy was getting heavier and heavier, and when he was about to approach him, Ji Bingzhu slashed in front of him without blinking his eyes, the vast spiritual power rose from the ground, and a gust of wind blew instantly.

Before he could react, a hand suddenly pressed his sword-holding elbow from the side. Ji Bingzhu was startled, and instinctively swung his sword at the man, but someone grabbed his wrist.

Ji Bingzhu raised his head in astonishment, and saw Ji Yexing smiling, stretched out his paw to touch his face, and said with a smile: "It's too heartless, I spent so much energy to find you, you are lucky, you haven't done it yet. Just give me a knife when we meet."

Seeing Ji Yexing, Ji Bingzhu instinctively took the sword back. Just as he was about to say something, Ji Yexing slapped him in the abdomen with a smile on his face.

Bian Ling was half a step slower, and before he had walked a few steps, he felt that the spiritual power of the people not far away suddenly stopped, and then Ji Bingzhu flew upside down in front of his eyes, and hit the peach in the distance. On the tree, the leaves clattered to the ground.

Bian Ling: "Ji Bingzhu!"

He was about to rush over, when Ji Yexing came out of the dense forest slowly, waved his hands slowly, said "tsk", and said, "It's quite resistant to beating, it hurts me to death."

Xin Dinghou appeared in Bian Ling's hand, and struck at him with a blank face. He was not merciful to Ji Ye's subordinates like Ji Bingzhu. This knife was completely merciless, with the momentum to kill him. go.

Ji Yexing let out a "hustle", and narrowly dodged to the side, avoiding the deadly blade, he said calmly: "Don't be so anxious to kill me, I'm here to help you this time."

Bian Ling, with long hair and no wind, looked at Ji Yexing coldly as if he was looking at a dead person: "You don't need your help, you can die now."

Ji Yexing was really too shameless, just now he knocked Ji Bingzhu out without blinking his eyes, and now he was pointed at by Bian Ling with a knife, lazily motionless, and directly said to Ji Bingzhu who had stood up: "Brother, if your man wants to kill me, why don't you care?"

Bian Ling's hand holding the knife tightened.

Ji Bingzhu straightened his wide cloak and walked towards them expressionlessly. He didn't know if he understood what Ji Yexing said just now, but he still said to Bian Ling, "A Ling, put down the knife."

Bian Ling was taken aback, hesitated for a moment: "But he..."

Ji Bingzhu paused every word: "I said, put it down."

Bian Ling's heart trembled when he saw his indifferent eyes, so he reluctantly put down the knife, stepped back and stood beside Ji Bingzhu.

Ji Bingzhu seems to have given Ji Yexing all his patience and tolerance in his life, even if Ji Yexing slapped him mercilessly every time his heart softened, he was still reluctant to give Ji Yexing a cruel hand.

Ji Bingzhu said: "What are you doing here again? I've already said that it has nothing to do with you."

Ji Yexing stretched out his hand and shook a bunch of bells in his hand, and said casually: "Can't I join in the fun? You know, I like to fear that the world will not be chaotic, and there will be a day here in a few days." It's a lot of fun, why can't I come?"

Ji Bingzhu pursed his lips, lowered his head and glanced at his hand—just now Ji Yexing's palm directly shook the soul-locking bell on his body. The frozen meridians also slowly flowed.

It feels so good to regain control of the power, Ji Bingzhu closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, then turned around and left, he didn't seem to like reminiscing with him at this time, and said: "You'd better stop watching the fun here, when the time comes I will Fighting against Luomo, none of you in Luomo Mountain want to be alone."

Ji Yexing said lazily: "What's the matter? The left and right are just dead."

Ji Bingzhu ignored him, walked back to Bian Ling, raised his head slightly and blinked at him.

Bian Ling looked at him worriedly, hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand to gently pull Ji Bingzhu's cold hand, and said in a low voice, "Are you sure?"

Ji Bingzhu tilted his head and said, "No."

Bian Ling: "You..."

Ji Bingzhu suddenly bent his eyes and smiled softly. He raised his hand and stretched his waist, and said lazily: "He's right, the left and right are just dead."

As soon as he regained his spiritual power, his body felt a little uncomfortable. As soon as he put his hands down, his eyes turned black for a while, and his body softened and fell towards Bian Ling.

Bian Ling supported him: "What's wrong?"

Ji Bingzhu yawned and let out a small "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" .”

Bian Ling was a little puzzled: "What are you doing?"

Ji Bingzhu braced himself twice to get away from Bian Ling, straightened his robes slowly, and said to the void in front of him: "Luo Mo, long time no see."

As soon as the words fell, the leaves of the peach blossom tree suddenly flew away, and a smoky figure slowly appeared on the ground. Luomo was still the same as it was 900 years ago, with an illusory figure, but a clear face. Floating over from a distance, circled around Ji Bingzhu a few times, tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk in amazement, and said, "Are you really insane?"

He spoke at this time instead of singing in a chorus with several people like before. The voice he spoke alone was clear and elegant, which made people feel good.

Hearing this, Ji Bingzhu immediately raised his hand slightly, and the wide robe floated slightly with his movements. He opened his hand to let Luo Mo look around, and said with some pride: "A Ya said that I am the whole ancient thorn. The first one to return to God is very powerful."

There was a hint of jealousy on Luo Mo's face, he patted his hand, "cut", and said: "If I can get rid of this enchantment spirit and have a physical body, I must be stronger than you. You are a body of more than 900 people chosen by heaven. Don't you feel ashamed to return to God at the age of one?"

Ji Yexing: "..."

The person beside him who is also more than 900 years old and has not yet returned to God grinds his teeth slightly, as if he wants to go up and bite someone.

Even if Luo Mo hit him like this, Ji Bingzhu was still very proud, and he flaunted with Luo Mo for a long time before talking about the serious matter: "Are you leaving?"

Luo Mo was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Well, probably in the past few days, the enchantment spirits in Luo Mo Mountain have been rotated every 900 years, it seems... um..."

He lowered his head and counted his fingers, before he said for a long time: "In three days, the next enchanter will take over from me to guard Luomo Mountain's shackles. Oh, by the way, I haven't asked yet, why did you come here suddenly? It wasn't before Have you gone out yet? If I didn't suddenly feel your spiritual power, I wouldn't believe it."

Ji Bingzhu was a little tired from standing, so he simply sat cross-legged on the ground, dragged Luo Mo and sat down as well, pretending to be giving a speech, and said: "Actually, 900 years ago, I seemed to have lost my soul."

Luo Mo said "Oh": "Looking at your stupid look, you should have lost your soul, so what? What does it have to do with Luo Mo Mountain?"

"Your next enchantment spirit fought against me 900 years ago. He seemed to want to extract people's souls to escape from Luomo Mountain, but I stopped him."

Luo Mo was taken aback: "Ah? How could he do this? Once he enters the Luo Mo enchantment spirit, he will never be able to get out for the rest of his life. How could he possibly want to escape?"

Luo Mo, a well-behaved person, didn't know how he was tricked into Luo Mo's enchantment spirit. The more he talked, the more he felt bad, and he lowered his head and murmured: "No, I must be careful when I change it. Talk about him, this is really bad, if he is not here, what should I do if the magic cultivator in the lower realm escapes?"

Suddenly there was a sneer from the side, and Ji Yexing had swayed over at some point. He lay lazily beside Ji Bingzhu, resting his head on Ji Bingzhu's lap, and said vaguely with a leaf in his mouth: "I see you Is it really naive to be one body without even realizing the rebellion of others? People don’t want to guard Luomo Mountain foolishly with you people for a long time.”

Luo Mo said in a daze: "What do you mean by that?"

Ji Yexing said absent-mindedly: "900 years ago, my brother was captured by a man named Shi Yuan who wanted to force him to become a demon. However, because he was too stubborn and refused to become a demon, Chong Yan came up with a way."

"As long as he draws out his soul, he will definitely not stick to his ridiculous Dao heart when he is in a daze. At that time, with a little guidance, he can directly fall into the demon." The original words of the time.

Not only Luo Mo, but even Ji Bingzhu was stunned, he finally knew when he lost his soul.

Ji Yexing didn't seem to see their complex expressions, and continued to tell what he knew: "Coincidentally, after a while, the enchantment spirits in Luomo Mountain suddenly started acting as demons, looking for Shi Yuan to seek cooperation, as long as they Attract a person with a special physique and spiritual veins to Luomo Mountain, then he can absorb the soul to replace the enchantment spirit, and when the time comes, he will be able to connect the road with Gu Jing, and become the master of Gu Jing in a grandiose manner."

Ji Bingzhu thought through all the details in an instant, and murmured: "The person they are looking for is Yan Wugui."

Ji Yexing nodded: "Oh, it was originally Heque's, but there is no difference. You also know what happened later. You interrupted his eating, so that Yan Wugui's last soul did not fall into their hands by mistake. And what's more coincidental is that the soul that Yan Wugui didn't get sucked away happens to be also the soul."

As he said, he looked up at Ji Bingzhu, who was stunned, and seemed to be teasing him. He raised his hand and touched his chin, and said with a smile: "How about it, you have been punished for disturbing other people's good deeds." Bar."

When Ji Bingzhu heard his words that had nothing to do with him, he directly lowered his face, and hit Ji Yexing's chest hard with his elbow, almost beating him to vomit blood.

Ji Yexing: "Pfft—cough cough cough!"

Ji Bingzhu: "Shut up."

Bian Ling, who had been watching from the side, also came over at this time, dragged Ji Yexing by his leg and dragged him off Ji Bingzhu's body, and flung him mercilessly into the grass beside him.

After he finished these actions, he sat beside Ji Bingzhu as if he had nothing to do, and said lightly: "So, in three days, the enchantment spirit will come out again, and Shi Yuan will take away the spirit that was taken from you before." Mo Qingpo came to make up for Yan Wugui's soul?"

As he spoke, he frowned and said in a low voice, "Is it really okay if two different souls mix together?"

At this time, Ji Yexing got out of the grass without remembering to hit the ground, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, if only the soul of the sparrow was smoked at that time, it might not be possible, but Yan Wugui is a demon cultivator." The child born with Daoxiu has a special bloodline, so it's no problem to knead with other people's souls—poof!"

Before he finished speaking, Ji Bingzhu came over directly, kicked him in the stomach, and took revenge for the slap just now.

Ji Bingzhu stomped on his abdomen hard, and said angrily: "If you don't speak badly, you will die, right? What do you mean 'if only He Que's soul was smoked at that time', will you speak? Come to He Qu Quehe Wugui apologizes!"

Ji Yexing: "Pfft—don't, don't step on it, I'm going to spit it out, I apologize, I apologize, I'm too honest, I'm sorry... ah!"

Ever since he found out that Ji Bingzhu was trapped in Luomo Mountain for 900 years, Ji Yexing seems to have a different attitude towards Ji Bingzhu. You are so surly, except that he just slapped Ji Bingzhu out as a prank in order to take down the soul-locking bell, it seems that no matter how much Ji Bingzhu scolded him and beat him, he would be happy with it.

Ji Yexing clutched his chest and fell on the ground and retched a few times, as if he was really suffering to death. Seeing his appearance, Ji Bingzhu immediately softened his heart, and quickly squatted down to pat him on the back.

Speaking of which, the feelings these two brothers have for each other are a bit strange. On the one hand, each of them wants to kill the other, but on the other hand, because they are blood relatives, they regard each other as the only comfort in the world, and love each other very much.

No matter how much Bian Ling knows Ji Bingzhu, he still can't tell whether he hates Ji Yexing or loves Ji Yexing.

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