Qi Bing didn't take Jiang Muling back to his own room, he just wanted to escape far away from that place for the time being, so he ran to the woods where he often stayed alone and meditated.

"Whew...... Ha, "Bing usually exercises a lot, and this road is nothing, but she really ran away from the wilderness, and she ran straight out of breath."

Leaning down slightly, propping his hands on his knees and taking a few deep breaths, he suddenly heard a fast and powerful heartbeat at a close distance, as majestic as the wind and rain on a summer night, and each blow fell heavily on the ears of the ice.

Even if he ran a little panting just now, he wouldn't be tired like this, right? Yu Bing felt that his physical strength was not too much compared to those senior brothers, how could his heartbeat be as violent as if he was about to jump out of his throat.

Raising her head, the position where she had her head down just now was not far from Jiang Muling's chest, but Jiang Muling was the same as Xia Zhiqiu, she didn't know what to make up in the past ten years, all of them were tall and long-legged, Jiang Muling took one step, and she had to take two steps to keep up.

So she gasped like this, Jiang Muling didn't even blush, her breath was stable, and it was definitely not this person's heartbeat.

Lu Bing touched his chest, didn't he run, was he frightened by the scene just now?

After a few adjustments to his breath, Qi Bing wanted to ask Jiang Muling if he didn't reply to their letter, but he ran to Kunlun without saying a word.

As a result, as soon as she turned around, what she saw was Jiang Muling's thin collarbone that was covered by the collar and could also be seen to be recessed, as well as the broad shoulders that were a little inconsistent with the appearance and temperament, starting from the ribs of the chest and going down, becoming narrower and narrower, and the thin waist was tightly tucked into the milky white belt, which was really wide shoulders and narrow waist.

Qi Bing took a step back silently, and found out in her heart that she actually wanted to look up at Jiang Muling, could she still have the momentum of questioning!

After thinking about it, she changed her mind.

The moment Jiang Muling saw Qi Bing in the house, his calm eyes gradually lit up, this person would shine in his eyes.

He has thought countless times about what it will be like in ten years, and whether it is still as cute as the snow dumplings when he was a child. He looked at the box of stationery stacked up in the room, every word on it revealed the playfulness of the owner, and the person who wrote them must have been a young man who bloomed like a flower.

Jiang Muling saw Qi Bing, that person was still a little reckless, the same ghost clever, and the thick-skinned person was very cute when he was shy, just like a little drama spirit who had not been seen for ten years.

Originally, Jiang Muling was only full of joy, but when the roots of Yang Bing's ears were red, his heartbeat was chaotic, and he forgot to breathe for a while.

The bottom of those peach blossom eyes was dyed with color, and the handsome face suddenly had a little more color, so that the slanting sun outside could not be compared, and the delicate appearance had a touch of sexiness for no reason, disturbing people's minds.

This slightly accelerated heartbeat could have been concealed and slowly subsided, but who knew that as soon as he was pulled by the little boy's hand, the heart he taught during cultivation was like stopping water, and the ancient well was completely forgotten, and his own body couldn't help him.

Even Jiang Muling himself didn't know that when his hand was held, he laughed.

The young boy has not yet grown up, his body is slender and small, although he is well-proportioned, he looks very thin, his wrists are very thin, and when he stops to bend over and gasp, he feels that he can embed this person in his arms with a slight pull.

Jiang Muling knows that Qi Bing is special to him, although Xia Zhiqiu is also a close friend, he is sometimes not good at expressing himself like him, he is afraid of words, Xia Zhiqiu is ashamed to show it, and there will be nothing to talk about in correspondence.

But Yang Bing is different, this little guy always has an honest heart for him and Xia Zhiqiu, doesn't mind exposing his shortcomings, doesn't hide what he thinks in his heart, and there are always many ways to provoke topics.

Jiang Muling once read the letter written by Qi Bing to himself in a fiefdom, and after reading it all night, he couldn't help laughing, those hardships of cultivation and the loneliness of being alone were swept away with laughter and night when the sky was white.

He felt guilty and distressed about his partiality towards his friend, did he become very strange, he would be so searching, racking his brains to make himself less boring, wanting to make the little boy on the peak of Kunlun Mountain smile, and even asked an unknown senior brother to pick a birthday gift.

Later, he thought, this should be a feeling mixed with family and friendship, so it is unique.

But when he saw Qi Bing again, his body's reaction clearly told him that these two emotions were not like each other.

I...... Is it sick?

Jiang Muling tried to maintain his apparent calm, wanting to explain why he was here, and he had been holding him, and the hand he had wrapped in his palm was released.

Before the sense of loss left his fingertips, the little hand pressed on his chest, the force was not heavy, but it held up Yang Bing's whole person, and his little face came to Jiang Muling, and even lifted his heart together.

Bing poked Jiang Muling's chest.

"Tell me, why didn't you reply to my letter with Xiao Qiuqiu, but people came here without saying a word in advance?"

In Yu Bing's imagination, this passage should be very domineering, because she saw that when the senior brothers quarreled, they would knock each other's chests hard to question their conscience, and the feeling that the arrow might fight in the next second made her scalp tingle when she thought about it.

But as a result, his tone softened before he could harden, full of the joy of reuniting with his friends after a long absence and the peace of mind of knowing that Jiang Muling was fine.

She couldn't beat his chest hard, and poked it with her fingers instead, and the disparity in height made her seem to be clinging to Jiang Muling's arms and making a little fuss, like a pair of coquettish couples.

Jiang Muling's right hand was raised and froze in mid-air, and he didn't know whether to push the person away or hug him for a long time, but no matter what, he would touch the young man's thin waist.

There was something nervous about touching the man's body, but Jiang Muling couldn't live or die, and wanted to look away from the eyes of Qi Bing first, but the half-squinted peach blossom eyes seemed to have planted Gu, which made him fall deeply.

Fortunately, Qi Bing didn't let this situation last long, because she really couldn't hold this face anymore, she snorted and laughed, stretched out her hand and half-hugged Jiang Muling, and patted his stiff shoulder.

"Why are you so nervous, although we haven't seen each other for ten years, we have been communicating all the time, so we won't be unfamiliar with this picture, right?"

"No, no, I just ...... So happy. Jiang Muling opened his mouth dryly, lowered his head and didn't dare to raise it, for fear that if he looked at Qi Bing, his proud determination would be shaken.

"Let's go, tell me what you are doing in Kunlun, let's go find Xiao Qiuqiu, when he sees you coming, he will definitely dance his sword to the sky!" Although the process was a little unbearable, Qi Bing was still happy, and broke the plan he had been insisting on without principle, and skipped the night's cultivation.

Jiang Muling responded indiscriminately, thinking that like when he was a child, Qi Bing would take the initiative to take his hand, and when everyone was a few steps away from him, he reacted and hurriedly followed.

Also, he is no longer blind and needs someone to lead the way, they have already grown up, and they have passed the age when they can hold hands generously and will not be noticed.

Forget it, Jiang Muling exhaled lightly, looked at the elated Xue Bing beside him, and picked off a leaf that fell on the back of Qi Bing's head, which should have been stained when he rushed into the woods.

Holding the leaves in his hand and putting them in his pocket, he followed the young man who was bouncing in front of him, just like the days of day and night ten years ago.

......

"So, you have been following Su Rongjun out to take care of affairs in the past few months, so you didn't receive the letter sent to Penglai? And because you happened to pass nearby, Su Rongjun said that you would come to Kunlun to disturb for a few days, and you came?" Xia Zhiqiu briefly repeated what he had just heard, and Jiang Muling nodded in agreement.

This is too coincidental, so clever that it makes Yu Bing a little suspicious, Su Rongjun did it on purpose.

The three of them still gathered in the small pavilion under Tongyang Peak, and Xia Zhiqiu pulled out the owl and gave Jiang Muling two strokes.

"Mu Ling, how about my sword, it's not worse than yours, right?" As Xia Zhiqiu's cultivation improved, the aura around the sword seemed to be more sufficient.

Jiang Muling took a closer look, his light and his master's Pu Mo were both long swords, he hadn't seen a heavy sword a few times, and sure enough, it looked different.

"It's a good sword. Jiang Muling commented pertinently, Xia Zhiqiu was very proud.

"What about the praise sword, I didn't praise you, Xiao Qiuqiu, you can't even beat me, will the owl see the shadow of the cage now?"

The three of them are still at the age of weak crowns, and they can't touch wine except for major festival activities, so now they make a pot and taste Longjing, and drink tea instead of wine.

Xia Zhiqiu felt that this was not interesting, but Xiuzhen wanted to weaken the seven emotions and six desires, and not be greedy for wine and meat, so Kunlun had little wine, and he would not give it to a few hairy children to drink.

Jiang Muling doesn't care, his current thoughts are all on "whether he is sick or not", and the tea tastes bad.

She had her fifteenth birthday two weeks ago, and if she was counted as a woman, she was already an adult, and it was okay to drink, but she couldn't poke it out and sip tea silently.

"Speaking of which, Mu Ling's light and my cage ......" Qi Bing suddenly said that, making Jiang Muling so frightened that the teacup trembled, although it didn't fall, a few drops of tea spilled on the back of his hand.

"The two swords look quite similar!"

Whew, fortunately, it's not a matter of names.

"You're all swords, it's not normal for you to look alike, I think it looks the same anyway. "Xia Zhiqiu doesn't have such a detailed observation, and the biggest difference he can see is that the color of the sword is different.

Qi Bing rolled her eyes without any image, Xia Zhiqiu was very cute in appearance, the puppy eyes drooped, and the little tiger teeth were exposed, and the female cultivators who looked at her with loving eyes immediately overflowed with maternal love, if it weren't for Xia Zhiqiu's temper bursting like a teenager who was forever in a rebellious period, the female cultivators would probably go up and touch his head.

Well, looking at Xia Zhiqiu's current height, they probably can't touch it.

"Hey, why are you touching my head?" Xia Zhiqiu felt the hand on the top of his head that was about to touch him bald, and he didn't know what this person was crazy about.

"Touch more, you won't grow taller, just wait for me at this height!"

"you! Master, I'm going to be taller than Mu Ling! Take your claws away!" Xia Zhiqiu slapped away Qi Bing's hand angrily, and when he saw that this person insisted on touching it again, he grabbed Qi Bing's wrist and pressed it on Jiang Muling's head.

"Aren't you looking for someone to wait for you, Mu Ling is not bad, you just try to make him short!"

Qi Bing was still arrogant just now, and his hands were not light or heavy, and he didn't even dare to move a finger at this time, for fear of messing up the hair under his hand, not a single miscellaneous hair, and the meticulously combed bundle of hair.

Qi Bing licked his lips, tentatively looked at Jiang Muling's face, and found that his face was a little bad, so he quickly stopped.

She was reluctant to even make Jiang Muling's jokes, this person was born like a fairy-like son, and she didn't want to be wronged.

Although I really want to see Jiang Muling, who has long hair and messy clothes...... But people don't seem to like it, and she is also principled in bullying people.

"Mu Ling, don't worry, I just touched it, and I will definitely not get shorter!"

“...... Well. ”

?, why did she feel that Jiang Muling didn't seem to be angry, it was a pity?

It's impossible, it's impossible, who would send it up to touch his head, Jiang Muling is not this kind of person at first glance!

Jiang Muling: ......

Jiang Muling: Actually, I really want to be rubbed my head, you are willing to touch Xia Zhiqiu, why can't I touch it?

If he didn't have a certain confidence in himself, Jiang Muling would have felt that his hair was not good or his hair was too oily, which caused him not to be touched by Yang Bing.

Jiang Muling was a little bit savory, and now he could clearly see that Qi Bing's attitude towards him and Xia Zhiqiu was different, and the difference between being with him and not seeing him for ten years was really very big.

Although it doesn't match his temperament, if he wants to play like Qi Bing and Xia Zhiqiu, he can do it, if Qi Bing wants, he can let go of the etiquette rules or something.

Jiang Muling complained in his heart for a while, and suddenly realized why he wanted to eat with Xia Zhiqiu here, and thought about it so much, so he fought with Xia Zhiqiu about who had a better relationship with Xia Zhiqiu.

Is this really still within the reach of friends?

Jiang Muling took the dim sum handed by Qi Bing and gnawed blankly.

Sure enough, he was sick.