"Chen'er!"

A low cry sounded in Bingchen's mind, and then, under the stimulation of a bit of coldness, the scarlet red in Bingchen's eyes gradually faded away.

Withdrawing the scarlet flame knife, Bingchen sat down cross-legged, and during the kneading process, Bingposuxinjue was running to calm his turbulent mood.

"It can actually arouse inner demons!" Bing Yuexi frowned in the Kunyu Pearl.

On the side, Bing Miao had a complicated expression and sighed softly. Until this moment, he still had lingering fears.

In that battle just now, Bing Chen was fighting to the death, trading his life for his life. It could be said that this was the first time Bing Chen had seen Bing Chen in such a state.

"Perhaps, that is the obsession in my husband's heart." Bing Miao said.

Ever since Qi Yao and the others, Bing Mu had heard about Shui Man, Yu Chuxia and the others, and their situation was similar to Zhuo Qian Ling's, Bing Chen had always felt that he owed them some things.

"It's too easy to be disturbed." Bing Yuexi frowned slightly.

Bing Miao shook his head and said softly: "Master, don't you think this is the charm of my husband? Although he is passionate, he values ​​feelings and is extremely protective of the people around him."

Hearing this, Bing Yuexi glared at Bing Mou and said, "Xiao Mou'er, it seems that you are no longer suitable for my Bing Po Su Xin Jue."

Bing Mu was startled for a moment, but then he shook his head and said with a smile: "Disciple understands."

"You understand?" Bing Yuexi said with a half-smile.

Bing Miao nodded and said: "Bing Soul, the divine soul of ice, is pure and untainted. The pure heart has no desires and thoughts, no joy and no anger. The pure heart of ice soul, with the supreme purity of ice, creates ruthlessness and no desire!

"

Bing Yuexi's eyes narrowed!

"Now that you know it, why are you concerned about the world of mortals now?" Bing Yuexi asked.

Bing Mou shook his head and just gave Bing Yuexi a slight salute.

"snort!"

Bing Yuexi snorted softly and looked at Bing Chen's projection.

"You bastard! It's rare for a young man who understands my ways to let you get in first and ruin your thoughts!"

Ah sneeze!

Outside, Bing Chen suddenly sneezed and felt a sense of "murderous intent".

"Which bastard is scolding me?"

Bingchen cursed lowly and looked around. Seeing that nothing happened, he continued to heal his wounds.

Bing Yuexi's face turned slightly dark, she glared at Bing Chen's projection for a few times, then looked at Bing Miao and said: "I will help you remove the restrictions in your body. From now on, you will practice with me."

Hearing the words, Bing Miao hesitated for a moment, then said: "The Patriarch's good intentions are understood by the disciple, but now the disciple has deep roots in love. The Patriarch's way, the disciple knows that it is no longer suitable. When this matter is over, the disciple will let it go.

As a sect leader, I will be with my husband wholeheartedly."

"you!"

Bing Yuexi glared at Bing Miao, but then said with a smile but not a smile: "The days are still long, and there are some things that I can't do for you."

Bing Miao opened his mouth, hesitated to speak, and finally just shook his head and sighed secretly.

...

The extreme cold has gone and the spring breeze has come. The ice has melted and vegetation has grown.

At some point, Bingchen opened his eyes.

When I saw the scene before my eyes, I could see the ice melting away and light green growing all over the place. In just a short time, spring filled the land and flowers and plants were flourishing.

Suddenly, a wisp of breeze blew by, and the warmth made Bingchen feel comfortable and comfortable. He felt indescribably relaxed and felt an inexplicable joy, which made him want to lie down in this land of lush flowers and grass, just like that.

Sleep peacefully.

In the past three days, the injuries caused by the scorching heat, life-destroying, and extreme cold have quickly recovered in the warmth of spring. The warmth all over the body has replaced the pain of the hidden injuries, and it has a hypnotic effect, making Bing Chen faint.

Drowsy.

soon!

With a plop sound, Bingchen fell among the flowers.

...

"Chen'er, wake up!"

In his confusion, Bingchen heard a familiar call.

Slowly opening his eyes, a familiar face came into view.

Elegant and beautiful, elegant and refined, the look he looked at himself was filled with love, yet without losing a bit of majesty.

"Mother... Bing... Aunt Bing!" Bing Chen said with some uncertainty.

Suddenly, memories came flooding back like a tide. Bingchen was stunned for a moment before he recalled what happened.

Looking around, he saw a familiar room and a familiar atmosphere.

"I...came back?" Bingchen murmured.

Even he himself didn't know why he said this. Subconsciously, it seemed like an illusion and seemed real, and he was a little panicked. He always felt that he had forgotten something important.

"Aunt Bing, you are back!"

After a while, Bing Chen finally came back to his senses, looked at Bing Yu, and said excitedly.

Bingyu glared at Bingchen angrily and said, "Can I not come back? Look at you, how long have I been gone and you have become so slovenly, and you are out of your mind all day long."

Bingchen's face turned red, but he was extremely excited.

"Aunt Bing, don't leave me, Chen'er can't leave you!" Bing Chen held Bing Yu's hand and said.

Bing Yu smiled softly, gently smoothed Bing Chen's messy hair with her other hand, and said, "Aunt Bing is not leaving. She will stay with Chen'er from now on."

"Aunt Bing!"

Throwing himself into Bingyu's arms, Bingchen was so excited that he almost shed tears. The boredom, grievance, and depression of the past few days disappeared instantly at this moment.

"Okay, hurry up and pack your things and go back to school." Bingyu said.

Bingchen nodded reluctantly, but still couldn't help but said: "Aunt Bing, can I stay with you more at home? We've been separated for so long..."

Bingyu glared at Bingchen angrily.

"I will spend a lot of time with Aunt Bing in the future. Now hurry up and go back to school to make up for all the missed homework." Bingyu said.

Bingchen nodded with a very reluctant expression.

...

Atop the flying sword, looking down at the vast snowy land below, Bing Chen felt relaxed.

"Aunt Bing, can you also teach Chen'er to cultivate immortality? Chen'er is very envious of this ability to fly into the sky and escape from the earth." Bingchen said carefully.

Bingyu hesitated for a while, then said: "There is nothing wrong with being an ordinary person. Besides, cultivating immortals requires qualifications, and Chen'er you don't have them yet."

Bingchen frowned, looking a little disappointed.

"I heard that Xuan'er entered Jianling Academy." Bing Chen whispered again.

Bingyu sighed secretly, remained silent for a while, and then said: "When you graduate from Qingyun College, I will make the decision to let you get married to Xuan'er."

Hearing this, Bing Chen's face instantly turned red, but he was extremely excited. He hesitated for a moment before asking in a low voice: "Really?"

"When did Aunt Bing lie to you?" Bingyu said with a smile.

Bingchen became more and more excited, but he said softly: "Xuan'er is now the proud son of Jianling Academy, so how can she like me?"

"Why, no more confidence?" Bingyu joked.

Bingchen's cheeks became redder.

"Don't worry, Xuan'er will agree. She is Aunt Bing's default wife for you."

...

By the Jinghu Lake, Bingchen was sitting on a stone chair, recalling Bingyu's words before, and giggled.

Good things happened one after another, and Bing Chen, who had become decadent due to Bing Yu's departure a few days ago, instantly glowed with a different kind of brilliance.

"Xuan'er!"

Thinking silently in his heart, Bingchen looked at the blooming lotus in Jinghu Lake, his eyes burning, and he giggled endlessly.

"Yi Yan, that person has been staring at you and giggling." Across the Jinghu Lake, one of the women said to the person next to him.

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm just admiring the lotus flowers." Shen Yiyan said.

"Really?" The woman said with a half-smile but not a smile: "My eyes are clearly looking at this place. If I don't look at this beautiful woman, I'm looking at the lotus. What a ghost."

"Wenwen, if you keep talking nonsense, I won't be polite." Shen Yiyan said shyly.

"Okay, don't say it, don't say it." Song Wen said quickly.

But at this point, he couldn't help but remind him: "If you miss this village, there won't be that store. The handsome guy opposite is quite good-looking. The most important thing is that he seems to be someone's favorite. That kind of thing, if someone doesn’t want it, I’m going to strike up a conversation.”
To be continued...