The sinking sound stopped at the intersection, loosening the clenched lips between the teeth, and the eyebrows and eyes drooped.

It wasn't that he refused to go back. The Emperor's father left, and Bubu could only stay there alone. He wanted to go back. But if he was controlled by Qiongqi, he would attack Xu Xingchen and Xu Xinglian with his hatred for Di Yunyu and destroy the imperial palace again.

Where can he go back?

Chen Liuxiang looked back and said, when he refined Emperor Yunyu's cultivation level, no one in the world could be Xu Xingchen's opponent. He didn't need to worry about his safety and Xinglian's safety, so he could be more at ease.

Retracting his gaze, the sound of sinking sound was about to leave, but suddenly he saw a figure in white clothes in front of him, with long hair tied meticulously, standing upright like a pine tree.

It's Ye Bingran.

Chen Liuxiang didn't expect him to follow him, so he was stunned for a moment and frowned slightly, "You want to be an enemy of me?"

Ye Bingran did not answer, but said, "It was not you who hurt Master Ling. Your original intention was not like that, but you just couldn't control the monsters in your body, right?"

"So what, so what, no."

Chen Liuxiang remembered that the Sword Sect had locked Zhou Xuanlan in the dark prison, and looked disgusted.

"Now Qiongqi is in my body. Do you want to catch me and lock me in that dark place? I tell you - dreaming!"

"I won't keep you from here,"

Ye Bingran's face turned pale and explained: "I have read many ancient books on controlling monsters. Although some methods have minimal effects, they will be useful over time. As for where you live, when you go to the Sword Sect with me, I will naturally not lock you up in that kind of place and find a quiet place. If you practice with peace of mind, you will always be able to control Qiongqi for a day."

The sound of the sinking sound was stunned and silent.

Unexpectedly, Ye Bingran was so concerned about his affairs. He remembered that the relationship between the two had just risen from freezing point to nodding, and it was so exhausting and worrying.

Unfortunately, these methods are useless to him. Qiongqi will not be able to take him over and try to erase his soul.

He can't wait for it to accumulate day by day.

"Thank you, but I..."

Halfway through his words, Chen Liuxiang felt ache in his heart and his face turned pale.

Ye Bingran stepped forward to support him, noticed his body trembling, glanced around him, and helped the person in front of a gray stone.

The stone was covered with mud and dust, and Ye Bingran wiped it with his sleeve.

"Sit for a while."

The sound of the sinking sound covered his heart, and his eyes accidentally fell on the snow-white sleeves covered with dust. He was stunned for a moment, and raised his eyes and saw a pair of ice-like eyes, clear and clear.

If you look at these eyes carefully, it is not cold.

At this time, the young man in red sitting on the stone reflected the eyes of the young man in red. There were still things hidden deep in his eyes that he did not want to speak, but he did not consciously reveal them.

The sinking sound suddenly withdrew his gaze, lowered his eyes, and a turbulence in his heart was a little unbelievable.

He calmed down and pulled back the arm that Ye Bingran was holding, "I appreciate the good intentions, but that's considered being locked up. I still like to be free and easy outside. You can read the script and eat candy, you can..."

"I can buy the storybook for you," Ye Bingran blurted out: "Sweet man, I can also go down the mountain every day to buy fresh ones for you."

The sinking heart sank.

Ye Bingran liked him, but he didn't notice it at all...

"No need," Shen Liuji stood up from the stone.

"Actually, I don't like reading the slogan books so much, I like to eat candy so much, I just like someone to read it to me and someone to accompany me to eat it."

Ye Bingran was stunned for a moment and said, "I can read it to you, Candy Man... I haven't eaten it before, but I can eat it with you."

Shen Liuyi recalled a few clips in his mind, and a feeling of tranquility rose in his heart, "Someone has read the verbal book for me for seven years, but I am only used to his voice, and others are not used to it. Do you understand?"

Ye Bingran was silent for a moment, and the sword cultivator's patience and tenacity were exerted to the extreme at this time.

"Seven years and monks are just a blink of an eye. I can read the slogan books day after day. One seven years, another seven years, you will get used to it."

The sinking sound: "I can't get used to it."

Ye Bingran: "Then you don't have to get used to it, just listen to it."

After he finished speaking, Shen Liuyi took a deep breath and finally raised his eyes, "Sorry, I said it wrong, it's not that I'm not used to it, it's that I don't like it."

Chen Liuxiang felt that after saying this, Ye Bingran should have understood what he meant, but he figured out the other party’s thoughts.

Ye Bingran listened to these almost obvious words, his long eyelashes drooped slightly, covering the emotions that surged in Bing's eyes, and said slowly: "I know, I've known this kind of thing for a long time. That rainy night... you swore."

Chen Liuxiang's heart was shocked, as if he was struck by lightning, and he suddenly woke up.

He thought Ye Bingran was eager to clarify the relationship between the two in front of Su Baiche, so he made a poisonous oath. Could it be that Ye Bingran had been...

“Sorry——”

Although he apologized subconsciously, the word "qi" was not released in the end. He walked around Shen Liuxiang's mouth and swallowed it back.

He could not apologize, so easily gave some unrealistic hope.

The sinking sound took a step back.

Ye Bingran saw his movements in his eyes, his hands hanging beside him curled up slightly, and he opened his mouth and found that his voice was a little hoarse.

He coughed lightly, making his voice sound less sad, and then explained: "You don't need to like me, just be willing to go to the Sword Sect with me. If you continue to be away, you will be injured by Qiongqi's control and hurt others, and your situation will get worse and worse."

Chen Liuxiang pursed his lips: "Your detention method is useless to Qiongqi. Don't waste your efforts. It's not that I can't control the monster, but my soul is a little weak, and there is a problem from the foundation."

"Thanks,"

He looked up at Ye Bingran, nodded, "I'm leaving."

In the memory of the soul recovering, he found a trace of Ye Bingran, which was the snow.

He has been skillful since he was a child, pinching snowmen, folding all kinds of paper objects, and weaving straw hats and garlands. It was no problem. When he went to the Sword Sect that time, he actually saw a child of the same age in the snow and ice, dancing swords in his hand, and practicing for an hour without stopping.

Chen Liuxiang thought this person was boring at that time, like a piece of wood that only knows how to practice swords, so he patted a layer of snowflakes on his body and returned to his master.

As a result, Master asked Taoist Jian Zhen to take it away.

It happened that Lan Xiaosheng came, so he followed him. Half-wake-up, he learned that the child practicing swords in the snow was not wood or mute, but because he had no father and mother anymore.

Chen Liuyun had no father or mother at that time, so he ran back to the snow, trying to make the child smile and talk.

He pinched two little snowmen for the other party to make friends.

After that, he had not gone to the Sword Sect for a long time, and only occasionally heard the news from the other party that the Sword Sect had produced a genius, which was very powerful...

He lowered his eyes and turned around and left, but suddenly a painful groan came from behind.

He turned around and saw Ye Bingran's face pale as paper, thin lips, scarlet blood stained with collars, and the spiritual energy surrounding him was in chaos.

The sound of Shen Liu turned back, holding Ye Bingran with one hand and holding his wrist with the other. Ye Bingran's spiritual power was extremely restless, as if he was about to break out of his body.

Chen Liuxiang's face changed. In the original work, Ye Bingran had been infatuated.

He practiced the ruthless Tao and became emotional again...

For a monk, his mind is contrary to the Tao, and it is no less than a catastrophe. The road to practicing Taoism will become like walking on thin ice. If he is not careful, he will end up as if he is possessed by the devil!

Chen Liuxiang frowned and cast a spell to stop Ye Bingran, who showed a cold expression, and fell on him with a palm. With his powerful spiritual power, he suppressed the restless spiritual power in his body.

At dusk, the sinking sounds of stepping on the fallen leaves, and rushing towards the Sword Sect with people on their backs.

Before he arrived at the gate of the mountain, he was the first to see a young man with a jade-like face. He stopped walking. After thinking for a while, he bent his lips and said, "Brother Ning, don't be fine."

Ning Runxin was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but smile. The young man in red in front of him looked exactly like the boy from Donghuang in his memory.

But in a short while, he couldn't laugh.

Chen Liuyun felt that there was not much time left, and he was afraid that he would be stuck again, so he stopped Ning Runxin and used the forbidden gem technique.

He moved Ye Bingran, who had fainted, to Ning Runxin's back, breathed a sigh of relief, patted Ning Runxin's shoulder, and entrusted him with important tasks, "He accidentally got into trouble. Although the crisis has been resolved, he has to take good care of him later and leave it to you."

Ning Runxin looked shocked, but his words were blocked in his throat. Because of the forbidden verbal technique, he could only watch as the red-clothed blue-clothed blue-clothed white waved his hand, turned around and left cleanly.

***

The night became darker, and a sing dog flapped its gray wings and made a thumping sound in the air. It was holding a basket of fragrant hot food in its mouth and flew away from the town.

After catching up with the person, Ao Yue landed on the ground and turned into a human form. He lifted up the cloth yarn on the basket, picked up the chicken legs and bite it one by one. After satisfying his craving, he threw the remaining dishes to Luo Yu Shifang and others.

He patted his stomach: "I didn't expect that one day I, Ao Yue, are so popular among the human race. Those people insist on stuffing me the food. Oh, I'm not good at refusing, so I have to reluctantly accept it."

Zhou Xuanlan solved the strange beasts in the cultivation world. Ao Yue brought a few people from the demon world. She didn't do her job, but she enjoyed the feeling of starry-holding the moon.

Originally, they were monsters, but they dared not appear in the cultivation world easily.

But now you follow Zhou Xuanlan, you don’t have to worry.

Last night, the news that Chen Liuyi led a strange beast to attack Qingling was also heard, with the news that Zhou Xuanlan, a disciple of the Qing Ling Sect, saved the Immortal Sect at the same time. Everyone was shocked and realized that since the Nine Demon Kings could save Qingling from the great demon god, their strength might be comparable to that of him!

Instantly, Zhou Xuanlan seemed to turn into a flame, becoming a person who could hope to stop the monster after the Emperor.

In addition to the raging beasts, Zhou Xuanlan traveled to the cultivation world to subdue his uniform. For a moment, even though he was a demon clan, all kinds of praise came like a tide.

Just now, Zhou Xuanlan had dealt with the strange beast in the town and bought something, and rushed to the next place. The people in the town had no time to be grateful and had nowhere to be seen, so he stopped Ao Yue, who was shaking his nose outside the inn, and gave him a lot of delicious food.

Ao Yue smashed her mouth with pleasure, turned around and found that Zhou Xuanlan stopped in place, and said in confusion: "Why did you stop? Are you in a hurry to deal with the strange beast?"

The moonlight passed through the cracks of the leaves and fell on the cold eyebrows of the mysterious robe.

Zhou Xuanlan's heart moved slightly, feeling the reverse scales, and was hidden behind the bush one mile away.
To be continued...