Fortunately, Nangong Beichen boy appeared in time.

Baili Zixi had no way to ask for help, and set his eyes on Jimoya, who had been beside him just now, and the clouds were light and clear.

"Gongziya, save me, Gongziya, I really love you, I want to marry you, so I have to use this method to deal with you, our Lingbao is the most compatible, Lingbao Continent, my Luan Lingbao is the most suitable for you......"

Jimoya was indifferent and leisurely, and only gave her a few words, "If you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself." ”

Baili Jiabao said, "Yes, Gongziya is right, you deserve to die, if you want to die happily, I advise you to recruit from the truth, how many bad things have you done, and the matter of your Demon Eye Master, where are you hiding......"

Baili Zixi did not give up, and said angrily, "Gongziya, I am just a victim of demonic energy, even if I am not a member of the Baili family, I am also Luan Lingbao, the most suitable for you...... Would you rather have a who has been a demon race than me? ”

The voice of the second half of the sentence was directly blocked by Jimoya, and outsiders couldn't hear it.

Baili Zixi found that her voice had become hoarse, and she was a little frightened, and what frightened her even more was that Ji Moya had a murderous aura towards her......

She was almost gone!

screamed and passed out.

As soon as Baili Zixi fainted, the word Jin Ling in her body flew out, because the demonic qi had been eliminated by Jin Ling.

It was another game before Jin Ling got into the altar.

Immediately afterwards, a large amount of golden pure aura continued to float out.

The air within a radius of miles of the square turned golden......

Everyone cheered, waiting for this moment, the opportunity could not be lost, the time would not come, a rare opportunity that had only been available in the last ten years, especially for low-level monks, was very useful, so everyone began to meditate and cultivate.

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

Ji Moya looked at the unconscious Baili Zixi, and a strong murderous intent surged in his eyes.

But now is not the time to kill her, for the sake of the overall situation, let's leave her alive first, and Xiao Yan's revenge will be counted later.

Looking at the rich golden spirit qi around him, Ji Moya thought, let the illusion come out and absorb it, after all, this opportunity is rare.

Plus now I don't have to act anymore, it's time to explain to this girl.

So, he flew towards the halfway point of the holy mountain where Phantom Yan lived.

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

This is a room, boxy, about thirty square meters, antique, doors, gauze curtains, soft beds, pear blossom wood slabs, eight immortals small table, and some pastries and fruits on the table.

Phantom Tilt was lying on the soft bed, her heavy disguise coat or something, which had been changed into a comfortable white middle coat of cotton silk.

Who helped her change her clothes?

She sat up in shock!

The memory came to the face and voice of the middle-aged monk before she fell unconscious, "Sleep, sleep, you're tired......"

Could it be the middle-aged monk?

Why is that?

She quickly got up, and the room was empty, and the middle-aged monk who could do hypnotism was long gone.

She checked her body and found no discomfort other than having her clothes changed.