Thunder rolled down from the sky, and the breath of clear clouds was too far away to be heard.
Bei Ming smoothed his hair and straightened his clothes, then raised his chin slightly, turned around calmly, and admired the beauty who was jealous of him.
"Beauty, your name is not Jingzhi, right?"
The beauty who was originally filled with jealousy and resentment suddenly became embarrassed. The embarrassment made him quickly regain his sense and leave. When he realized that the general had lost his composure, a subtle blush appeared on his beautiful cheeks.
Jing Zhi lowered his eyes, turned around and left.
Seeing that the beauty was about to retreat, Beiming immediately threw out a barrier to block the beauty's way.
Unable to retreat, Jingzhi became angry and said, "Get out of the way."
"No."
What did Yun Qing say just now?
Oh, he wanted her to go back to Kunlun immediately, otherwise, she would not be worthy of being a divine king. But she had never thought that a divine king was such an extraordinary existence, and if Heaven really wanted to kick her into the mortal world, she wouldn't really care.
As for whether it will affect the majesty of the God King Yunqing, has it affected her a little in recent years? If she really changes her ways, I'm afraid the gods in the two mountains won't be used to it, right?
Beiming took two steps forward and approached the shy and angry Jingzhi: "Beauty, so what is your name? If you don't tell me your real name, then I can only call you beauty, beauty."
"You——" Jingzhi, who had no way to retreat, reluctantly choked out a sentence, "Xi Chen, Le Zheng Xi Chen."
Bei Ming smiled and took a small step back. It was not that she suddenly became serious, but that the beauty was seriously injured by Yun Qing, and she was afraid that she would push him too hard and make him more injured.
"It turns out he is a disciple of the Yue Zheng family. I am disrespectful and disrespectful."
However, how could a family like the Lezheng family, which stinks like gold, suddenly raise a pure white rabbit that is not stained by dust?
"Lezheng Xichen is a good name, but I prefer the word Jing. Beauty, why don't you change your name?"
"..." Jing Zhi was stunned and turned away his face and said, "Banshee, Pindao has other important matters. If Banshee has nothing else to do, please let Pindao leave quickly."
"Who said I'm okay?"
"What?"
Beiming took another step forward, and Jingzhi also took a step back. When he stepped back, she stepped forward. After three steps, Jingzhi's back pressed against the barrier, and Beiming was about to touch him.
The beauty's crimson cheeks are like blooming flowers, so delicate and charming: "Banshee, please respect yourself."
Bei Ming smiled coquettishly and replied with a spring face: "How many demons have you seen who know how to respect themselves?"
Saying that, Beiming stretched out his hand, hooked Jingzhi's chin, and then gently raised his pretty face: "Beauty, dual cultivation is also a kind of cultivation. Don't you want to give it a try?"
"You - shameless!"
"Hahaha..." Bei Ming was so embarrassed and indignant by the beauty that she burst into laughter. She kept laughing and explained, "Beauty, although I am a bit lustful, I have never been sentimental. In such a big world, how can I
Except for you, Jingzhi, there is no one else who wants me to be obscene to him."
"..." Jing Zhi lowered his eyes and shook his head coldly.
Bei Ming immediately stopped laughing and then said seriously: "Beauty, if you are worried that I have a crush on Immortal Lord Yunqing, don't worry. He is far inferior to you."
Jing Zhi raised his eyes, his eyes full of doubt: "If that's the case, why do you keep looking at him?"
Really jealous!
The bad mood she felt when she met Yun Qing disappeared immediately. She stepped forward again and hooked Jing Zhi's arm affectionately. Jing Zhi wanted to brush it away, but he was seriously injured and there was nothing he could do. Bei Ming said, "Let go!"
Bei Ming just pretended not to hear and hugged him tighter.
"you--"
Jingzhi continued to resist, but Beiming suddenly leaned forward and leaned into his ear: "Jingzhi, don't you think what happened today is a little strange?"
"What?"
"I have no idea."
She really didn't know, but her intuition told her that many things were not quite right.
"I don't know what's wrong, but I want to find something that makes me feel wrong."
Jing Zhi frowned and asked: "Why?
What?"
"Because the truth is very important to me."
Beiming smiled and retreated to the other end of the barrier, the farthest place from Jingzhi. She squinted her eyes and said lightly: "Before coming to Jinling, I passed by Zengcheng.
On the bank of the river, the living people are performing rituals for the dead and sending them away sadly. The past belonging to the thirty-two mortals will completely end as their bodies are carried away by the river.
Just because they are the most ordinary people, the time they have passed and the past they have experienced are insignificant.
But I don’t like this.”
Jing Zhidun then asked: "Beiming, I don't understand what you are talking about."
"What I want to say is that although the short time they passed is insignificant to gods and demons, life itself should be worthy of respect."
"what you up to?"
Bei Ming blinked, knowing that Jing Zhi asked this and agreed to accompany her. She immediately licked her face, walked quickly to the other person's side, and hooked the other person's arm: "Beauty, you are so kind~"
"release!"
"Not loose!"
"..."
"I promise I will only touch one of your hands in the future."
"..."
The two soon entered Jinling City again.
Jingzhi struggled for a long time, but could not shake off Beiming's hand. After several attempts, he reluctantly gave up the struggle. When the two of them walked towards the city, many demons were heading out of the city.
Seeing a slender male demon about to rub shoulders with them, Beiming waved: "Xiaohua, where are you going so early?"
Xiaohua glared at Beiming angrily, obviously not wanting to see her, but when he saw Jing, his impatient eyes immediately turned into spring water: "Young Master Qiao, why did you fall in love with her?"
Bei Ming became angry: "What's wrong with me?"
"Heh." Xiaohua scanned Bei Ming from top to bottom with disdain, "How dare you ask what's wrong? You don't even look at how miserable you are to the demon!
It’s just that you are born ordinary, but you are not easy to dress up, and I don’t know where you got the confidence to dare to hook the hand of such a handsome man!”
"..."
After scolding Beiming's little flower, she turned around and gave Jing Zhi a wink: "Young Master Qiao, she is so lackluster, how can she know how to make you happy? Why don't you abandon her and let me accompany you?"
Jing Zhi was stunned, made a wrong step, and hid behind Bei Ming.
Such a cute scene made Bei Mingxiao bend over again.
Xiaohua resented this: "People are born beautiful, but their eyesight is bad."
Having said that, Xiaohua is leaving.
Beiming raised his hand and blocked Xiaohua's path.
"What?"
"Didn't you say that even if you die in the best place in the world like Jinling City, you will die here?"
Xiaohua smiled, her smile full of ridicule: "I have said these words, but is Jinling today the same as Jinling yesterday?"
"Um?"
"The Demon King has an order. From now on, mortals are not allowed to enter Jinling City. If there are no mortals here, what are we little demons doing in the city?"
Jing Zhi, who was hiding behind Bei Ming, walked forward again and said, "Little demon, relying on sucking people's essence to improve your cultivation is not a long-term way, and it goes against the harmony of nature. You will not be able to enter Kunlun in the future."
Xiao Hua laughed and said, "Young Master Qiao, you are really interesting. In your opinion, can a little demon like me with ordinary qualifications be able to achieve perfection one day?"
"Why can't it be? The way of heaven is fair."
"Ah haha..." Xiaohua laughed so hard that he couldn't stand up. He raised his sleeves to wipe the tears from his eyes and asked Beiming, "Where did you find him? Why are you so naive?"
Beiming sighed.
How many sons of aristocratic families are not naive? What's more, Lezheng Xichen has devoted himself to the Tao and has never left the mysterious site since he was born. The suffering of all living beings is really far away from him.
"The Demon King smiles just to win over a beauty, so he won't care about a mere golden tomb.
Fortunately, the sky is vast and we have somewhere to go except Jinling."
As she said that, Xiaohua waved her hands smartly: "Beiming, when I find a good place, I will send you a letter asking you to come and have fun together!"
On this morning, at least half of the little demons escaped from Jinling City.
Looking at the backs of the little demons filing out, Bei Ming couldn't help but let out a sigh.
"Hmph." Jingzhi shook off Bei Ming's hand, "If you can't bear it, go after it yourself."
"ha?"
Jing's color was deep: "The banshee Bei Ming, the demon's rhetoric, in the final analysis, is just self-indulgence and self-deception. The way of heaven says that hard work can make up for weakness. If he is willing to devote himself to practice, what can't he do?"
"he can not."
There are tens of thousands of mortals, and among a hundred mortals, ninety-nine and a half want to attain enlightenment and become immortals, but ninety-nine of them die in dull life day after day.
Humans are like this, monsters are like this, and devils are like this.
"Jingzhi, you are truly a suitable person to worship in Kunlun."
"What?"
Bei Ming shook her head and did not explain. She just smiled and said: "When I see Dongqing, I will take you to a place. Then you will know whether Xiaohua's words are self-deception or a helpless reality."
"Why do you want to see the great demon Holly?"
What happened outside Zengcheng? Except for the thirty-two mortals who were killed, it was the murderer Dongqing. The thirty-two mortals died and their souls disappeared, and there was nowhere to ask. If she wanted to know the truth, she could only ask Dongqing.
.
The murderous intention has receded from Yanke Building. Some of the demons in the building, like Xiaohua, left Jinling, and the remaining ten or so were busy cleaning up the corpses.
The white cloth that wrapped the body slipped from the body due to the rudeness of the monsters.
I only heard a demon musing: "It's true that these people came here for the dead, but when they left, no one thought of taking the body with them."
Another demon replied with a smile: "Did you know they have such a temper? How many people have died in Jinling City in recent years? When have we ever seen them and asked? This time, we don't know them either.
What are you crazy about? I suddenly came to ask."
"Yes, this question is really embarrassing for us."
"Who says it's not?"
The demons covered the white cloth back with resentment and quickly carried away the shriveled body.
Bei Ming went upstairs, took two steps, and found that Jingzhi had not followed. When he looked back, Jingzhi stood blankly at the door, looking at the monsters carrying the body.
"Kingzhi?"
"Beiming, where are they going to take the body?"
"It's cooked."
"..." Jingzhi stretched out his legs and wanted to chase the person. When Bei Ming saw him, he hurriedly jumped over to pull the person, "I was just kidding."
"Playing?" The beauty was angry again.
Bei Ming lamented, because of Beauty's upright and irritating temperament: "You don't care about the people you should care about, so why do you care about it for no reason?"
With that said, Beiming forced the person upstairs.