shut up, shameless old thief

Because of the fight between Luo Mo and Xue Rong, the spiritual power around him disappeared immediately, and everyone regained their mobility.

Ji Bingzhu walked up to Ji Yexing, chatted with him for a while, then raised his chin under Ji Yexing's complicated eyes, and said, "It makes sense!"

Ji Yexing sighed and said, "Brother, how did your brain grow?"

Ji Bingzhu was a little dazed, he didn't know whether the words were complimenting him or hurting him, so he hesitated and said, "Just... lengthen it casually?"

Ji Yexing sighed again, and said, "Okay, let's do this, but first, you have to let your sentimental spirit not get in the way."

Ji Bingzhu made a "Leave it to me" finger, ran to Shi Yuan's side, shook Shi Yuan's serious injury, and told Shi Yuan his plan.

Shi Yuan's face was covered with blood, and he looked at him with a "are you kidding me?" expression.

Ji Bingzhu continued to push him: "Is it okay?"

Shi Yuan gritted his teeth: "If this prescription doesn't work, do you know what will happen?"

Ji Bingzhu said: "I know, even if you go back to Dijing, it will not cause me any loss."

Shi Yuan: "..."

There is nothing to complain about, but now they are at a disadvantage, using Ji Bingzhu's method last year, they may be able to kill two birds with one stone.

"Okay, I promise."

Ji Bingzhu patted him on the shoulder and almost vomited blood again: "Oh, you are quite sensible."

Shi Yuan vomited blood and released the restraint on Qing Po, saying: "Okay."

Ji Bingzhu and Qing Po are one, because after the restriction was lifted, Ji Bingzhu immediately felt the connection between the two, and when he looked at Qing Po, Qing Po also looked at him, his eyes slightly bent .

Ji Bingzhu immediately covered his chest, and murmured: "Ah, I'm so pretty!"

Shi Yuan: "..."

A Ya: "..."

Qing Po probably also sensed Ji Bingzhu's inner thoughts, but he probably felt that they were all one, so he didn't feel so speechless.

He directly stepped forward and grabbed Huan Han's hand. When Huan Han was startled, his spiritual power rushed out quickly, binding Huan Han's body from head to toe, so that he couldn't move at all.

Huanhan is the original power, but the spiritual power of the body is not as good as the soul, and she was restrained before she had time to resist. She was stunned for a moment, and said: "You..."

Qingpo smiled, and said softly: "It's nothing, I just want you to sleep."

Huan Han's beautiful eyes widened suddenly, as if she had sensed what they were trying to do, she shook her head and said dully: "You can't..."

Qingpo's voice was softer: "We can do it."

As he said, Ji Bingzhu held the Crow Feather Sword and flew directly in front of him, and said to Xue Rong who was fighting with Luo Mo: "Little Xue, get out of the way!"

Ji Bingzhu was just a reminder, he didn't give Xuerong time to leave at all, and wrapped in huge spiritual power, he blatantly stabbed towards Luo Mo's body.

Xuerong couldn't dodge in time and was almost pierced. He immediately changed back to the appearance of a little fox at the very moment, and almost escaped Ji Bingzhu's fatal blow.

Ji Bingzhu stabbed with a sword with a cold face, but when the sword pierced Luo Mo's chest, he caught a glimpse of Xuerong turning back into a little raccoon from the corner of his eye, and immediately let go and cheered: "Little raccoon! Ah! My little raccoon!" raccoon!"

When he let go, Luo Mo almost broke free, but in the end Qing Po took his place helplessly, pressed on the hilt of the Crow Feather Sword, and stabbed Luo Mo straight through with a ruthless force.

Luo Mo let out a pained roar, then Qing Po stretched out his hand, Huan Han was caught by him in an instant, and pushed to Luo Mo's side with his palm, and then suddenly turned into a huge circle of talismans on the spot, trapping the two of them in it.

Ji Bingzhu grabbed the little raccoon, held it in his arms and rubbed it fiercely, and cheered, "Little raccoon! It's still so soft!"

Xuerong: "..."

Xuerong's face was full of lovelessness.

Qingpo does things without leaving any sympathy at all, unlike Ji Bingzhu who is full of flaws. After he trapped Huanhan and Luomo in the enchantment indifferently, he closed his palms, and a golden light radiated out. Disappeared in place.

And the devilish energy in Luomo Mountain ran towards the magic circle like vines, but disappeared without a trace after a while.

Seeing this, Qing Po sighed softly, and said to He Que beside him: "He Que, come and help me complete the magic circle here, otherwise they will come back in a few years."

He Que stared at Qing Po's indifferent face, hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward, and said softly, "Your Majesty."

Qingpo gave He Que a feeling of admiration and strangeness when the two first met.

Qing Po and He Que were silently mending the magic circle, Ji Bingzhu was stroking the fox, Ji Yexing consumed too much spiritual power, so he meditated and rested.

Meanwhile, Ji Bingzhu, who was having fun with Xue Rong, was watched by Bian Ling, who was fine by everyone, suddenly coughed violently, then clutched his chest, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Ji Bingzhu heard the voice by accident, glanced at it, was startled immediately, threw Xuerong aside, and ran over.

"Aling, aling!"

He supported Bian Ling and said worriedly: "Are you okay? Why are you vomiting blood?"

Bian Ling said weakly: "You beat me."

Ji Bingzhu was stunned for a moment, and said: "But didn't you say you were beaten by Shi Yuan? I even avenged you."

Gritting his teeth, Bian Ling said, "Do you still remember stabbing me?"

Ji Bingzhu thought for a while, he and Qing Po were one body, and memory and emotion also coexisted, and soon he remembered that when Qing Po didn't recognize anyone at the time, it seemed that he had indeed stabbed Bian Ling.

Ji Bingzhu suddenly felt guilty, and whispered: "Then let me rub it for you?"

As he spoke, he rubbed Bian Ling's chest carefully.

Bian Ling was almost laughed angrily by him, grabbed his hand, leaned down and kissed him.

And Qing Po, who was making up the magic circle, paused with her fingers, and her face suddenly turned red.

If there is no Qingpo this time, everyone will not know how long they will fight with Ji Bingzhu, who is out of tune. I was in a trance, as if I didn't expect it to end so soon.

Shi Yuan sat on the ground in a daze, and after a long time, he suddenly let out a sob, lowered his head and shoulders trembled slightly.

After Ji Bingzhu kissed enough, he ran to sit in front of Shi Yuan, his face full of happiness.

Shi Yuan kept his head down and didn't speak.

Ji Bingzhu felt impatient after waiting for a while, he pushed and complained, and said unhappy: "Hey, did you forget to say something to me?"

Shi Yuan put his emotions in order, raised his head to reveal his red eyes, and said, "Thank you."

When Ji Bingzhu heard what he wanted to hear, he stood up happily and ran away.

After Qing Po completed the magic circle, she walked up to Ji Bingzhu, sighed faintly, and said, "Stretch out your hand."

Ji Bingzhu stretched out his hand obediently.

Qing Po lowered her head, gently drew a magic circle on his palm with her fingertips, and said softly: "I will have a year to fully integrate with you, if you have any difficulties, you can call me out."

As he spoke, he glanced at Bian Ling with some redness in his ears, as if he was a little shy.

Ji Bingzhu liked "myself" more and more, nodded quickly, and said, "Okay."

Qing Po didn't speak anymore, closed her eyes slightly, and slowly disappeared in place, and then a prototype red-scared magic circle appeared in Ji Bingzhu's palm.

Seeing this, Bian Ling said: "As long as the magic circle completely disappears, it means the fusion is successful."

Ji Bingzhu said "Oh" twice, and said, "That's it."

The two are one body, but their temperaments are completely different. Bian Ling really wants to know what kind of temperament Ji Bingzhu will have after he has completely merged with that stable sentimental soul, and will he still be as innocent as he is now?

Without Huanhan, the entire Die Realm would not have to face the crisis that is coming. Shi Yuan thanked Ji Bingzhu again, and brought all the demon cultivators back to the Die Realm. He didn't know when he would come out again.

The matter finally came to an end, and Ji Bingzhu's mood improved a lot. Regardless of the strange eyes of the three people beside him, he tried his best to get into Bian Ling's arms, and even wanted to kiss him from time to time.

After a while, Ji Yexing and Xuerong couldn't bear their tiresome energy at all, and left first.

He Que was a little reluctant, and said, "Your Majesty, where are you going next?"

Ji Bingzhu looked at the already ruined yard on Luomo Mountain, touched his chin, and said, "Maybe we should go to the closed city with A Ling first, and come to live in Luomo Mountain after the house is built, ah, then we will see How about you?"

He Que frowned, and said, "I...I'm going to find someone..."

Ji Bingzhu was taken aback: "What?"

He Que said: "I always feel that I have forgotten something, so I must find it."

Ji Bingzhu fell silent for a moment, but nodded without saying anything.

He Que told him a few more words, then turned and left, his back a little lonely.

The idlers left, and Bian Ling was finally able to hold Ji Bingzhu openly. He leaned down and held Ji Bingzhu's lips, kissed him for a long time, and then said: "I will return the yard to you intact."

Ji Bingzhu was confused by his kiss, and said vaguely: "Sure, don't break your promise, I will remember it."

Bian Ling smiled: "That's natural."

Bian Ling took Ji Bingzhu leisurely all the way back to Qifeng City. Although he didn't leave for a long time, Ji Bingzhu had the illusion that he seemed to be in another world.

He looked left and right in the water city, and found that the feeling was completely different from when he was trapped here, which was very novel.

Shan Cha was very happy when he saw Ji Bingzhu come back, and set him a table of sweet soup that night, and fed him to his full.

At night, Ji Bingzhu lay comfortably on the bed, rubbed his stomach, and moaned, "I want to be a rice bug!"

Bian Ling's injuries were not completely healed, and his face was a little pale, but he was also a little happy to see Ji Bingzhu's lively appearance.

When Ji Bingzhu was sleeping, he instinctively rolled into Bian Ling's arms, and then, as if he was afraid of touching his wound, he blew on his heart lightly, and whispered: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, I'll give it to you." Blow."

Bian Ling almost laughed out loud.

------------