Mo Jincheng sensed my concern and smiled at me with his already shriveled lips.

I was shocked by that smile.

At this time, he really looks like a ghost, and he looks particularly infiltrating.

He didn't even have the idea of getting rid of the net bottle, so he just stood there and let me dispose of it.

Seeing that I was worried about Mo Jincheng, Bai Zimo stretched out his fingers to hook my palm and gently teased it, and the whole person leaned into my ear and said, "I will be jealous if you feel sorry for others!" ”

I gave him a blank look: "When is it, you are still in the mood to be jealous, if the problem of this resentment is not solved, aren't you afraid that the black shadow will use other methods to deal with you?" ”

He himself said that the black shadow was the previous rockery god, and the rockery god chased him to the ghost gate, it must have been for Bai Zimo.

That's why Mo Jincheng said that those people took advantage of the loopholes because of Bai Zimo's own reasons.

"I'm going to see what they want to do with me, I have a way to save myself anyway!" Bai Zimo was full of confidence, looked at me and said, "Ah Lian, stop it, leave Mo Jincheng alive!" ”

When I heard him say this, I quickly moved my mind, and the porcelain vase flew back into my hand.

And Mo Jincheng, who was shaped like a skeleton, just smiled bitterly: "Bai Zimo, you still can't do it after all, if you are more ruthless and take me directly, won't you have one less opponent?" ”

"Opponents? You overestimate yourself, the head of a ghost family, you don't deserve to be my opponent! Bai Zimo glanced at Mo Jincheng and said in a deep voice: "Your life or death doesn't matter at all, I just don't want her eight gates to be ruined!" ”

Her Eight Gates?

I looked at Bai Zimo suspiciously: "Who are you talking about her?" What is the relationship between Hachimen and her? ”

Before Bai Zimo could answer, Sikong Yao explained: "The gods should refer to the ancestors of the Eight Sects, but this is all a legend from 10,000 years ago. Did she really exist? ”

In the last sentence, she looked at Bai Zimo and asked.

Bai Zimo didn't answer Sikong Yao's question, but said slowly: "Give Mo Jincheng an injection, although he is a ghost cultivator, he also needs to be treated, otherwise his soul will be irreparable!" ”

Can ghosts still give needles?

It's a game-changer.

I looked at Bai Zimo in wonder, but I still obediently took out a set of silver needles in my hand, but said in my mouth: "I really don't know what you think, Mo Jincheng has to suck off the resentment on him, and now he is coming to apply needles again, I am an ordinary person, how can I apply needles to ghosts!" ”

Mo Jincheng's body shook for a while, and then he collapsed directly to the ground, Ah Hai and Ah Lang hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, and the two knelt beside Mo Jincheng left and right, their eyes full of distress.

The two of them looked up at me and Bai Zimo from time to time, and wanted to beg us to save their ghost king, but they didn't dare to speak.

I only walked slowly towards them with the silver needle, then stopped beside Mo Jincheng, selected a few acupuncture points where I wanted to apply the needle, and began to prepare to apply the needle to him.

Mo Jincheng was a little distracted, looked at me who was giving him an injection, and said softly: "Ah Lian, I'm sorry for you!" ”

I was a little embarrassed, in fact, I didn't know what to do with the needle, and my hands were a little shaky.

The atmosphere was a little grand, and there was even a hint of embarrassment.

But after a moment of distraction, I immediately threw myself into treatment.

The endless stitching methods in my head made me have no mind to straighten out these situations, just mechanically operating the silver needle in my hand.

After the acupuncture points on Mo Jincheng's head were almost pierced, I exhaled lightly, I didn't expect that ghosts could really apply needles.

I'm afraid no one will believe this.

When Sikong Yao saw that I had finished applying the needle, he walked up to me and hooked my arm and asked, "Miss Ah Lian, you still have this hand, no wonder God chose you, he has picked up a treasure!" ”

"How?" I looked at Sikong Yao curiously and asked.

She glanced at Bai Zimo beside me and said: "You can give the ghost a needle, give him this phantom can also try, maybe the gods can recover a lot, if the gods can regain the style of the year, I believe that in the near future, the eight gates can be famous all over the world, and they will not live in various places like now, and they don't even dare to show the wind!" ”

That's right, today's Bamen is really miserable, but this has nothing to do with the fact that I can prick a needle for a ghost, Bai Zimo is a phantom, if you want to give him a needle, it's not more difficult than ascending to the sky.

Besides, he didn't have any reason to get needles, and he wasn't poisoned, he didn't have amnesia, and he didn't feel any discomfort in his body.

And what does Bai Zimo have to do with Bai Zimo's regaining his demeanor and the eight gates being famous all over the world, the eight doors are all sealed by Bai Zimo, so you can't let Bai Zimo re-seal the eight doors after he recovers his demeanor.

I felt that the more I thought about it, the more outrageous it became, so I stopped thinking about it, but asked Sikong Yao: "If Bai Zimo recovers, will the Eight Gates seal him again?" ”

"Of course not, otherwise they wouldn't have wanted to release Bai Zimo eighteen years ago!" Sikong Yao shook his head and said.

Eighteen years ago, Bai Zimo was released?

I'm a little confused, could it be that Sikong Yao is talking about the one I saw on the reincarnation disk?

Those people put the two baby girls there around the gossip plate to cast a formation, and finally fainted after exhaustion, before fainting, did they just want to put Bai Zimo out?

I think it's probably like this, so I guess the problem that Bamen encountered at that time must be related to Bai Zimo.

They wanted to release Bai Zimo, it must be in order for Bai Zimo to help them achieve something, but they failed, Bai Zimo did not come out, and I who was born with Bai Zimo was nowhere to be found.

I didn't think much about it, and asked Chaomo Jincheng, "How are you feeling now?" ”

Mo Jincheng said with a smile: "It's okay, and the body is extremely comfortable, I feel like I have been washed once, I have never been so light!" ”

It seems that it is also useful to apply needles to ghosts, and the flesh on Mo Jincheng's body has grown little by little, and it will not take long to be the same as before.

His body was no longer wrapped around him with black qi, but formed a circle of light, making him look like a god descending from the earth.

I saw that he was getting better, so I said to Bai Zimo: "This test is almost done, there is a clean bottle, there should be no problem, you release all the people from the ghost gate, I will check them one by one, try not to leave anyone behind, so that their safety can be guaranteed." ”

Bai Zimo waved his hand, and several pairs of people who were biting each other appeared in front of me.

I hurriedly began to absorb the resentment from them with the net bottle, and when I was finishing my energy, I suddenly felt a tightness in my heart, as if some bad premonition was coming.

I didn't have time to pay attention to it, but I could clearly sense that someone wanted to come in and grab the bottle.

It's not a good hunch, the net bottle doesn't seem to be of much use, but since it can absorb resentment, someone must want to get it.

So I can only concentrate on giving the net bottle the power and keep it at full health at all times.

However, in an instant, a black cloud of inky smudge suddenly appeared in front of my eyes, followed by black that could not be seen in my five fingers.

I couldn't tell anything in the dark, so I could only reach out and pull Bai Zimo based on the feeling just now.

But I didn't touch Bai Zimo's hand, he was obviously standing next to me just now.

Sikong Yao also let go of my arm at this time, not knowing where the person was.

My eyes darkened, and I didn't know what to do next.

So he could only shout at Bai Zimo: "Bai Zimo, where are you?" ”

Bai Zimo didn't answer me, but Sikong Yao's voice came from not far away: "Miss Ah Lian, don't worry, the god is by your side, it's just that he is negotiating with the black shadow, and when they negotiate, maybe everything will turn around." ”

I don't believe that Bai Zimo will negotiate terms with any black shadow, in his eyes, there seems to be no other plan than winning that he can accept.

Besides, even if Bai Zimo agrees, I don't agree.

The previous dark shadows almost killed me, how could I possibly befriend those dark shadows!

"The black shadow is not scary, the scary thing is that we don't know anything, Miss Yao, you are a person who has kung fu and doesn't understand that I am a powerless person, we are not on the same starting line."

As soon as I finished speaking, I heard a familiar female voice coming: "Do you think that saving Hachimen can stop this from happening?" Bai Zimo, you think things too simply, you can't save the eight gates, and you can't save all the people you want to save! ”

This voice is really the previous rockery god, I really don't know how she found the ghost door.

Then I heard Bai Zimo's slight gasp, and before I could spot him, I felt that the net bottle was back in my hand again.

I held the bottle tightly, for fear that it would be accidentally stolen by these black shadows with ulterior motives, and if they let out all the black gas inside, then I am afraid that it will not only be the ghost door that will suffer.

It is possible that the entire land will be invaded by black gas.

"I never thought of saving Bamen, and it's not my reason that Bamen has withered so far over the years, so I don't care how Bamen is, don't jump up and down like a clown here, go back to where you should be, practice hard, and maybe make a difference, otherwise if you continue to mess around like this, your good life will come to an end."

Bai Zimo's voice came from mid-air, making people feel very comfortable like a heavenly sound.

"Hmph, if you really don't want to have eight doors, how can you bring her to the ghost gate, you have a lot of eyes, a few birds with one stone, but I'm not bad, for thousands of years, my progress is not something you can see!" The rockery god sneered, and then I felt that the air around me was getting more and more wrong, as if someone had deliberately poisoned it.

I don't chase after all kinds of poisons, it doesn't matter, but this is a ghost gate, and the chaos of resentment has not been arranged yet, let alone the rest.

There is simply no time to bother.

So I plucked up my courage and asked the shadow, "Who are you?" ”