After Qi Bing and Bai Yan separated, they had time to slowly walk back while digesting the fact that Jiang Muling had broken his sleeve.

I thought about it for a long time and didn't figure it out, how do serious people grow crooked, and more importantly, which demon can make him crooked?

It seems that Jiang Muling's sweetheart must be extraordinary, and he can't figure out a general appearance in his mind after racking his brains.

What kind of person Jiang Muling likes, this question is too abstract.

Walking back to Kunlun's residence, the brothers and sisters were all cultivating in their own rooms, and only a few elders were sitting in the courtyard drinking tea and chatting.

Qi Bing bowed slightly and signaled to them, and he didn't intend to disturb the conversation of a few elders, and wanted to go back to practice his sword for a while, but he was suddenly stopped by Tate-kun who was sitting in the center of the pavilion.

"Bing, don't rush to cultivate first, come over here. Tate-kun beckoned to the ice and smiled kindly.

This is the same feeling as being stopped by her aunt and aunt when she was going out to play crazy with her cousins during the Chinese New Year, and she always felt her scalp tingle.

"Don't be nervous, sit down and have a good chat with us. Tate-kun stuffed a quick snack into the palm of his hand, and all the elders shrank in the big room with a lively expression, ready to watch the play.

Okay, this group of old urchins definitely have nothing to do again, obviously every time Elder Wuxu is very busy, but you are idle to the grass, can't you consciously find something to do?

"You're almost seventeen, aren't you?"

"Well, there's still two months. ”

"Today, Su Rongjun came to ask me, what kind of girl do you like, and I can help you find a girl in the future. ”

Sure enough, this kind of question was a question that Yu Bing had already thought of the answer, "The disciple doesn't have that kind of mind yet, now it's better not to harm other girls." ”

"Oh so...... Then you and Mu Ling have known each other since childhood, do you know what kind of woman he likes?"

Qi Bing was stunned for a moment, and he was speechless for a long time, he couldn't directly say that Jiang Muling didn't like women, so he had to find a few men to look at, right?

"Hey, didn't Jin go to work with you to do tasks before, what is Mu Ling's impression of her?"

Qi Bing looked up and thought back to the two people who hadn't spoken more than ten words for more than ten days, "Jin is fine, but I think Mu Ling is not interested." ”

"Then what kind of interest is he?" Bandit Wei Zhenren held his face, looking like he wanted to eat first-hand melons in the best position.

"Hmm...... I think it should be taller, stronger, and more masculine," Qi Bing thought about the difference between men and women, and before she knew it, she all spoke, "Perhaps, the hair should be thicker?"

“......”

"Qi Bing, are you sure?" First Sword Cultivator Jiang Muling's taste is so curious No wonder he is not interested in those fairies, such a girl is really hard to find.

Only then did Yi Bing come back to his senses and quickly lied: "No, no, no, I said it wrong, this ...... This is my favorite type!"

“......”

For a moment, all the elders fell into deep thought, could it be that there was something wrong with their education methods? Or was there too few Kunlun nuns that made Qi Bing's aesthetics mutate?

"Do you like ...... "Tate-kun has also experienced strong winds and waves, and he can't help but choke at such a moment.

"Haha...... Isn't that cute......" Bing Bing hurriedly ended the topic with a haha, and quickly slipped away, and it would not be too much to describe it as a hasty escape.

In front of a tree, he rests his head on the trunk of the tree, and the center of gravity of his body is forward, putting all his weight on the trunk.

Although his forehead hurt a little from the rough bark, he just wanted to hit his head a few times and smash all the mess out.

"Alas......" Qi Bing felt that something was wrong, and he was weird since he knew that Jiang Muling liked men.

Yes...... A little bit of loss? Why? Do you feel like your good brother who has been watching for so many years has been taken away by some little goblin?

"This son, what are your troubles?"

"Nonsense...... Otherwise, I could have died like this...... Huh?" Bing straightened up, searching for the source of the voice, an unfamiliar voice she had never heard before.

Although the voice is as naughty as the summer breeze, it also has a gentleness that comforts sentient beings in the depths, and it makes people feel at ease from the depths of their souls.

"Who?" Qi Bing didn't see anything for a long time, and finally fell on the tree in front of him, "It can't be you, right?"

"Ahem, Childe's imagination is good, but unfortunately, it's just an ordinary tree, I'm at Childe's shoe. ”

Bing's gaze slowly shifted downward, crouching down after locking on to a target, stretching his neck, trying to make eye contact with the little thing at his feet.

A small doll straightened its back to prove its presence, even though it was too small, and it was only about three inches tall if it included its ruffled hat.

And no matter from which angle she looked, she couldn't tell whether the little guy was male or female, and a few lotus petals also wrapped her body tightly.

Qi Bing felt that he could pinch this doll with two fingers, and he lifted it up very carefully, "Are you a flower spirit?"

"That's right, my body is a very beautiful lotus, you can call me Little Lotus!" This title made Qi Bing a little cold, but the flower spirit on the palm of his hand that added "oh" at the end of every sentence was quite proud of the strange emphasis.

"Ahem, Xiaolian, why are you here?" There doesn't seem to be a lotus pond near here, where did this flower spirit come from.

"Yes, why am I here?" Xiaolian blinked, "I slept in the moonlight last night, and I saw you when I woke up." ”

Is it the first time I've heard of flower spirits sleepwalking?

"Then where did you stay originally?" Hua Ling can't leave the origin for too long, if he leaves it alone, it won't be long before Xiaolian will dissipate.

"Like...... It's in a big yard, and there are a lot of flowers and plants, there are pomegranate trees, pomegranate trees, pomegranate trees, ......" Xiaolian chattered for a long time, and Qi Bing couldn't grasp any key points from these words.

"That's right! The owner of the courtyard is called Senior Brother Jiang! It seems that everyone who comes here calls him that!" Xiaolian finally remembered a point, and happily danced in the palm of her hand.

Senior Brother Jiang? Who else in Penglai can be called Senior Brother Jiang? Only Jiang Muling!

Qi Bing's hand shook and almost pinched Xiaolian.

"You sleepwalk, can you still swim across the island?" Qi Bing looked at the finger-sized flower spirit, and admired the rough nerves that he was unaware of when he ran across the island in his dream.

"I don't know, you're going to send me back?" Xiaolian climbed onto Bing's neck and refused to let go.

"Of course!" This is the best time to ask Qing Jiang Muling's mind, what are the two big men doing with their twists and pinching, Jiang Muling doesn't tell himself that his sweetheart is also successful, and Yang Bing can't find it by himself!

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