The thunder rolled down, and the breath of Yunqing was so far away that it was impossible to hear.

Beiming brushed his hair, straightened his clothes, and then raised his chin slightly, turning around calmly, admiring the beauty who was jealous of himself.

"Beauty, aren't you called Jingzhi?"

The beauties, who were a little jealous and hateful, suddenly became embarrassed, and the embarrassment made him quickly regain his reason for leaving, and when he realized that he had lost his temper, his beautiful cheeks floated a subtle crimson.

Jing Zhi lowered his eyes, turned around and was about to leave.

Seeing that the beauty was about to retreat, Beiming immediately threw out an enchantment to block the beauty's way.

Jing Zhi, who couldn't retreat, was annoyed and angry: "Get out of the way."

"Don't."

What did Yunqing say just now?

Oh, he wants her to go back to Kunlun immediately, otherwise, she is not worthy of being a god. But she never felt that the Divine Monarch was a terrible existence, and if Tiandao really wanted to kick her into the mortal dust, she didn't care very much.

As for whether it will affect the prestige of God King Yunqing, has she been less involved over the years? If she really wants to change her ways, I'm afraid that the immortals of the two mountains are not used to it, right?

Bei Ming took two steps forward and approached the embarrassed and indignant Jingzhi: "Beauty, so what's your name?" If you don't tell me your real name, then I'll only be called a beautiful woman."

"You-" Jing Zhi, who had no way to retreat, helplessly held back a sentence, "Xichen, Le Zheng Xichen."

Beiming smiled, took a small step back, she was not serious all of a sudden, but the beauty was seriously injured by Yun Qing, she was afraid that she would push him too hard, so he would be injured and injured.

"It turned out to be a disciple of the Lezheng family, disrespectful and disrespectful."

However, how did someone like the Lezheng family suddenly raise a pure white rabbit that is not stained with dust?

"Le Zheng Xichen is a good name, but I prefer the two words Jingzhi, beauty, why don't you change your name?"

"......" Jingzhi was stunned, and said with a face, "Banshee, Poor Dao has other important matters, if the banshee has nothing else to do, she will quickly let Poor Dao leave."

"Who said I'm fine?"

"What?"

Beiming took another step forward, Jing Zhi also took a step back, he retreated and she advanced, three steps later, Jingzhi's back against the enchantment, and Beiming was about to resist him.

The beauty's crimson cheeks, like blooming flowers, are delicate: "Banshee, please respect yourself."

Bei Ming smiled and replied with a spring face, "Have you seen a few demons who know how to respect themselves?"

As he spoke, Bei Ming stretched out his hand, hooked Jingzhi's jaw, and then gently lifted his pretty face: "Beauty, double cultivation is also a kind of cultivation, don't you want to give it a try?"

"Y-shame!"

"Hahaha......" Beiming was amused by the beauty's shame and indignation, and she couldn't stop laughing while explaining, "Beauty, although I am a little lustful, I never abuse love. In the great world, there is no one else who can make me obscene to it, except you."

"......" Jingzhi lowered his eyes and shook his head coldly.

Bei Ming immediately put away his laughter, and then straightened out: "Beauty, if you are worried that I will take a fancy to Yunqing Immortal Monarch, you don't have to, he is far inferior to you."

Jing Zhi raised his eyes, and his eyes were full of doubt: "If that's the case, why do you keep looking at him?"

It's really vinegar!

When she met Yunqing's bad mood, she suddenly disappeared into invisibility, she stepped forward again and affectionately hooked Jing Zhi's arm, Jing Zhi wanted to blow away, but he was seriously injured, and he couldn't help Bei Ming at all: "Let go!"

Beiming just couldn't hear it, and hugged it tighter.

"You—"

Jing Zhi continued to resist, but Bei Ming suddenly leaned over and leaned into his ear: "Jing Zhi, don't you think today's events are a little strange that can't be explained?"

"What?"

"I don't know."

She really didn't know, but her intuition told her that many things weren't quite right.

"I don't know what's wrong, but I want to find what makes me feel wrong."

Jing Zhi frowned and asked, "For."

What?"

"Because the truth is important to me."

Beiming smiled and retreated to the other end of the enchantment, the farthest place from Jingzhi, she squinted her eyes and said lightly, "Before coming to Jinling, I passed by Zengcheng.

On the banks of the river, the living are doing things for the dead, sending them away in grief. The past, which belonged to the thirty-two mortals, would come to an end once and for all as their bodies were 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 that."

Jing Zhidun then asked, "Beiming, Poor Dao doesn't understand what you're saying."

"I want to say that although the short time they have passed is insignificant to the gods and demons, life itself should be respected."

"What do you want to do?"

Beiming blinked, knowing that Jingzhi asked like this, so he agreed to accompany her. She immediately licked her face, walked quickly to the other party's side, and hooked the other party's arm: "Beauty, you are so good~"

"Release!"

"Don't let go!"

「……」

"I promise, I'll only hook your hand in the future."

「……」

The two soon entered Jinling City again.

Jingzhi struggled for a long time, but he couldn't shake off Beiming's hand, and after several times, he reluctantly gave up struggling. When the two of them walked into the city, many demons were heading out of the city.

Seeing that a graceful male banshee was about to rub shoulders with them, Beiming beckoned: "Xiaohua, where are you going so early?"

Xiaohua glared at Beiming angrily, obviously extremely unwilling to see her, but when he saw the scene, his impatient eyes immediately turned into a river of spring water: "Qiao Langjun, why did you get along with her?"

Bei Ming was furious: "What's wrong with me?"

"Huh." Xiaohua swept Beiming from top to bottom with contempt, "You still have to ask what's wrong? You don't look at how much you're born, I'm sorry for the demon!

It's just that you're just ordinary, but you're 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 gentleman!"

「……」

After scolding the little flower of Beiming, he turned his head and threw a flattering look at Jing Zhi: "Qiao Langjun, she is so lackluster, where does she know how to make you happy, why don't you give her up and let the slave family accompany you?"

Jing Zhi was stunned, took a wrong step, and avoided behind the North Underworld.

Such a lovely Jingzhi made Beiming smile and bend over.

Xiaohua hated because of this: "People are born beautiful, but their eyes are not good."

Anyway, Xiaohua is leaving.

Beiming raised his hand and blocked Xiaohua's way.

"What do you do?"

"Didn't you say that in the best place in the world, like Jinling City, even if you die, you have to die here?"

Xiaohua smiled, and her smile was full of mockery: "I said such things, but is today's Jinling still the same as yesterday's Jinling?"

"Huh?"

"The demon king has an order, from now on, no mortals are allowed to enter Jinling City, if there are no mortals here, what are we little demons still doing in the city?"

Jing Zhi, who was hiding behind the Northern Underworld, walked to the front again: "Little demon, relying on the essence of people to improve your cultivation is not a long-term way, and it is against the harmony of heaven, and you will not be able to enter Kunlun in the future."

Xiaohua laughed: "Qiaolangjun, you are really interesting, in your opinion, can a little demon with ordinary qualifications like me still have a successful and successful cultivation one day?"

"Why can't there be? Heaven is fair."

"Ahaha......" Xiaohua couldn't stand up with a smile, he raised his sleeve to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, and asked Beiming, "Where did you find him?" How can you be so naïve?"

Bei Ming sighed.

How many of them are not naïve? What's more, Le Zhengxichen has devoted himself to the Tao, and he has never left the Xuan Site since he was born, and the suffering of all living beings is really far away from him.

"The demon king smiled for the beauty, and he wouldn't care about a golden tomb

City, fortunately, the sky and the earth are big, except for Jinling, we have a place to go."

As she spoke, Xiaohua waved her hand in a chic manner: "Beiming, when my sister finds a good place, I will send a letter to you and tell you to come and be happy together!"

On the morning of this day, in Jinling City, at least half of the little demons left.

Looking at the backs of the little demons rushing out, Beiming couldn't help but let out a sigh.

"Hmph." Jing Zhi shook off Beiming's hand, "If you are reluctant, you can chase after it."

"Huh?"

Jing Zhi's color was deep: "Banshee Beiming, that demon's rhetoric, in the final analysis, is just self-deception used for self-indulgence, the way of heaven has words, diligence can make up for clumsiness, if he is willing to devote himself to cultivation, what can't he do?"

"He can't."

There are thousands of mortals, and among a hundred mortals, ninety-nine and a half want to become immortals, but ninety-nine of them die in dull and tasteless days and days.

This is true of man, so of demons, and of demons.

"Jingzhi, you are really a suitable person to worship Kunlun."

"What?"

Beiming shook her head, without explanation, she only smiled and said, "When I see Holly, I will take you to a place, and then you will know whether Xiaohua's words are self-deception or 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, was the murderous holly. Thirty-two mortals are dead and have nowhere to ask, and if she wants to know the truth, she can only ask Holly.

The killing intent has receded from the Yanke Building, and some of the demons in the building, like Xiaohua, have left Jinling, and the remaining dozen or so are busy cleaning up the corpses.

The white cloth of the shroud, because of the rudeness of the demons, slipped from the corpse.

I only heard a demon thought: "These people are also true, saying that they are here for the dead, but when they leave, no one thinks about taking the corpse with them."

The other demon smiled and replied, "Do you know they have such a temperament? Over the years, have there been fewer people who have died in Jinling City? When have we ever seen them come and ask? This time, I don't know what crazy they are? Suddenly I asked."

"Yes, this question can make us miserable."

"Who's to say it's not?"

The demons resentfully covered the white cloth and quickly carried away the shriveled corpse.

Beiming went upstairs, walked two steps, and found that Jing Zhi did not follow, and when he looked back, Jing Zhi stood at the door in a daze, looking at the demons carrying the corpses.

"Jingzhi?"

"Beiming, where are they going to carry the corpse?"

"It's cooked."

"......" Jingzhi pulled his legs, wanting to chase people, but when Beiming saw it, he hurriedly jumped over to pull people, "I'm talking about playing."

"Play?" The beauty is angry again.

Beiming lamented, for the beauty's upright and abrasive temperament: "The people who should care don't care, what do you care about for no reason?"

As he spoke, Beiming forcibly dragged the person upstairs.