Chapter 949 Many Acts of Unrighteousness, You Must Kill Yourself

Fortunately, boy Nangong Beichen showed up in time.

Baili Zixi had nowhere to turn for help, so she set her sights on Jimo Ya, who had been by the side just now.

"Young Ziya, save me, Young Master Ya, I really love you and want to marry you, so I have no choice but to use this method to deal with you. Our Lingbao is the best match, Lingbao Continent, just my luan Lingbao is the most suitable for you..."

Jimo Ya was indifferent and leisurely, and only gave her a few words, "If you do many injustices, you will kill yourself."

Baili Jiabao interjected, "Yes, what Gong Ziya said is right, you deserve to die, if you want to die quickly, I advise you to tell the truth, how many bad things you have done, and your magic eye Where is the master's matter hidden..."

Baili Zixi didn't give up, and said angrily, "Gongziya, I'm just a victim of demon energy. Even if I'm not from the Baili family, I'm also a Luan Lingbao, the most suitable for you... You'd rather be a demon-blooded person." Don't all the sluts who fucked want me?"

The voice of the second half of the sentence was directly blocked by Jimo Ya, and outsiders could not hear it.

Baili Zixi found that her voice had become hoarse, and she was a little terrified. What made her even more terrified was that Jimo Ya's murderous intent towards her...

It was overwhelming, she almost lost her wits!

With a scream, he passed out.

As soon as Baili Zixi fainted, the word Jin Ling in her body flew out, because the demonic energy had been eliminated by Jin Ling, and it was almost me.

After another game, Jin Ling got into the altar.

Immediately afterwards, a large amount of golden pure spiritual energy slowly and continuously flowed out.

Turn the air within a few miles around the square into gold...

Everyone cheered, they were all waiting for this moment, the opportunity was never to be missed, the time never came again, a rare opportunity that only happened in the last ten years, especially for low-level monks, it was very useful, so everyone started to meditate and practice.

Looking around, on and off the stage, except for Wang Lingshi and the half-saints, no one paid any attention to the gossip of saints and witches, they were all immersed in their own cultivation.

Jimo Ya looked at the unconscious Baili Zixi, with a strong murderous intent in his eyes.

But now is not the time to kill her, for the sake of the overall situation, save her life first, Xiaoyan's revenge will be settled later.

Looking at the strong golden spirit around him, Jimo Ya thought, let Huan Qingyan come out to absorb it, after all, this opportunity is rare.

In addition, there is no need to act anymore, and it is time to explain to this girl.

So, he flew towards the middle of the holy mountain where Huan Qingyan lived.

***

When Huan Qingyan woke up, she didn't know where she was.

This is a room, square and square, about thirty square meters, antique, with doors, gauze curtains, soft beds, a pear tree table, a small table with eight immortals, and some pastries and cakes on the table. fruit.

Huan Qingyan was lying on a soft bed, and the heavy disguised clothes and coats on her body had been replaced by a comfortable white cotton shirt.

Who changed her clothes?

She sat up in shock!

The memory only received the face and voice of the middle-aged monk before she fell into a coma, "Go to sleep, go to sleep, you are tired..."

Could it be that middle-aged monk?

Why?

She quickly got up, the room was empty, and the middle-aged monk who knew how to hypnotize had already disappeared.

She checked her body, and she didn't feel any discomfort except that her clothes were changed.