Bai Jinghuai shouldn't be this kid's opponent, but he is good at using skill.

The senior brothers attacked him anywhere just now, and they couldn't hurt him in the slightest, but he definitely had weaknesses.

Therefore, what Bai Jinghuai is looking at is the child's neck.

A sword stabbed down, and the child's movements froze.

Immediately afterwards, Bai Jinghuai hurriedly drew his sword, took advantage of the child's surprise, turned around and swept behind the child, pulled out the long rope around his waist, and carried the child's hands behind his back.

"Quick! Everybody help me! ”

Bai Jinghuai shouted, and the senior brothers who were stunned on the side hurriedly came up and suppressed the big head who was constantly struggling.

Seven hands and eight feet, the big head came to tie up the big flowers.

The relatives of the big head who had not fainted were nervously overwhelmed, and Yan Chunfeng happened to stand beside them and comforted:

"Don't worry, your big head is fine, it's just that he's too noisy, and you have to tie him up to get the things out of his body."

"Really, really?" Relatives were deeply puzzled.

"Of course it's true."

Yan Chunfeng smiled: "You don't believe me, don't you still believe in the Bai Immortal Sect?" Will they kill innocents indiscriminately? ”

The relatives shook their heads, they had only heard that the Bai Immortal Gate had saved people, but they had never heard of the Bai Immortal Sect killing people, otherwise, they would not have come all the way here.

The tied head was thrown into the center of the formation.

It was the first time for Bai Shangxian to actually manipulate this kind of consciousness separation technique, so he couldn't help but be a little nervous, and asked Murong Xi, who was standing aside:

"Xingjun, this, there won't be any surprises, right?"

"No, it won't." Murong Xi said lightly: "Ben Xingjun is helping you behind your back, you just have to behave, and you don't have to worry about the rest." ”

Bai Shangxian nodded, but he didn't dare to take it lightly.

Tong Yao finally dragged the middle-aged man aside, and when he looked back, Murong Xi and Bai Shangxian had already started the technique of consciousness separation.

This technique sounded very mysterious, but Tong Yao didn't feel that it was very godly.

When Nanxian was detached from his consciousness, wasn't it a very simple thing?

It's just that one happens without knowing it, and the other is consciously manipulated.

The separation technique had begun, and Tong Yao was still immersed in the past of Nanxian's separation from his own consciousness.

Is separating Nanxian's consciousness from his own consciousness a good thing or a bad thing?

In a sense, it's a good thing that your thoughts won't be noticed by another person all the time.

But in the same way, an outsider's attention can often remind oneself of what this matter, this sentence, and this person mean to them in their eyes.

Now that there is no other voice, she often reminds herself in her head, making her a little hesitant from time to time.

Is this idea and decision correct, will there be another interpretation, another way to go, and if you take another path, what is the current situation?

"Ahh

The big head sat in the middle of the formation, his expression was painful, and his neck was still bleeding.

"Dad, mother, it hurts ......" the heart-rending shout turned into a whimper.

On his Celestial Spirit Cover, a cloud of black gas was swirling.

Murong Xi and Bai Shangxian worked together to break the last strand of connection between the black qi and the big head, and the big head let out another terrible shout, and fainted instantly.

Murong Xi casually threw out a Qiankun bag and collected the black gas in the Qiankun bag.