Mo Jiyu finally ate sweet bean paste buns with Yan Gexing.

Mo Jiyu's face was full of happiness when he ate, this is simply delicious, I don't know if this flour will be more delicious when it is made into soup dumplings and small cakes.

Although Yan Gexing was eating the bean paste bun expressionlessly, his eyes were bright, and he had eaten a lot, Mo Jiyu knew that he must be very satisfied.

After Mo Jiyu finished cleaning up, he returned to his small warm pavilion and found that he still had a set of clothes on his bed, and there was a note on it.

She picked up the note and looked at it, only to see that it was written: This is the clothes to be worn tomorrow, remember to wear them.

Mo Jiyu put down the note, picked up the dress and looked at it, only to think that although the dress was good-looking, it was just ordinary clothes.

She yawned and went to bed.

When she woke up the next day, she changed into the clothes that Yan Gexing had prepared for her, and when she put them on, she found that the clothes were similar to the cyan regular clothes of the elders of the Cangyun Sect, and she simply tied her hair into a high ponytail and walked out of the warm pavilion.

Yan Gexing saw her hair tied into a ponytail, and frowned helplessly: "The occasion we went to was more formal, can't you change your hair?"

Mo Jiyu touched his high ponytail and felt good about himself: "I think it's very good, it's very energetic." ”

Yan Gexing could only let her do this, and flew to the Lingge Platform with the human sword.

When he arrived at the Lingge Platform, Mo Jiyu looked around curiously, but was patted on the head by Yan Gexing: "Don't look at this place, remember to follow me." ”

Mo Jiyu hummed lightly and followed closely behind Yan Gexing.

When she walked into the Lingge Stage, she understood why Yan Gexing said not to look around.

There were corpses everywhere on the Lingge Stage, and there were even some stumps scattered on the ground, she swallowed her saliva and stretched out her hand to pull Yan Gexing's sleeve.

Yan Gexing, who felt that her sleeves were being pulled, glanced back at Mo Jiyu, looked at her a little scared, and couldn't help but take her hand and bring people to her side.

The wide sleeves covered the hands held by the two people, and Mo Jiyu only felt that he was surrounded by small pink flowers, sweet.

The two of them walked into the quaint and clumsy gate of the Lingge Stage, and the surroundings were already full of people from the immortal cultivation world, and they looked at them with that kind of ill-intentioned eyes, which made her can't help but clench Yan Gexing's hand.

Yan Gexing also clenched her hand, and looked at those who looked at her with bad intentions, and those people shifted their eyes one after another.

Mo Jiyu saw the senior brother in charge and the senior brother with facial paralysis with a haggard face, especially the senior brother with facial paralysis, he described it as withered and his eyes were red.

She was a little excited, and wanted to go over and ask what was going on, but she also knew that they didn't know themselves in the illusion, so she put this in mind.

Mo Jiyu followed Yan Ge to the position, and the banquet of the Lingge platform officially began.

"The strength of the evil beasts bred by the Spirit Song Platform this time is too strong, and we have already lost a lot of talents, especially the Chen Ning Daoist and Rushuang Daoist of the Cangyun Sect. ”

Hearing this, Mo Jiyu's hands trembled violently, what the hell happened!

The illusion is based on what Brother Yan has experienced, but in reality, these things have not happened, why do these scenes exist.

She hurriedly called the system: System, you tell me if there is something wrong with Yan Gexing, why does he have these memories?

The system did not speak.

Under her repeated questioning, the system still did not speak, and she was so angry that she couldn't wait to drag the system out and whip the corpse three thousand times!

The world must have collapsed, and no matter how rich a person's imagination is, it is impossible to take care of some details.

And this Lingge platform, she walked all the way, and she could see that there were several different patterns on this Lingge platform, as well as the faces of the monks present, all of which were extremely clear.

She shuddered, and was convinced that this book world was definitely not the original book world.

Her face was pale, her lips had lost their blood, and she felt like she was in a huge trap, and the fierce beast was staring at her slender neck, and the next second it was about to rush out and bite her throat.

Yan Gexing noticed that something was wrong with the person next to her, looked at her pale face, and squinted slightly: "What's wrong?"

Mo Jiyu lowered her head and didn't dare to look at his face, as soon as she saw his face, she would think of the conclusive facts she had speculated, and she would feel her neck being strangled fiercely, and the pain and suffocation made her almost unable to breathe.

Yan Gexing only sneered lightly when he saw her like this, stretched out his hand to pinch her chin, and lifted it fiercely, so that she could see that the Linggetai fierce beast was divided by several powerful people, and the blood splashed everywhere looked extremely terrifying.

"Do you like it?" he whispered in her ear.

Mo Jiyu's tears rolled down all of a sudden, dripping on the back of Yan Gexing's hand, and the moist feeling made Yan Gexing's heart twitch slightly.

"I don't like it. She said in a hoarse voice.

Yan Gexing smiled gloomily at her: "Little crucian carp, it's not time to be scared yet." ”

Another beast appeared on the Lingge platform, and a great power actually pushed down the little girl standing beside him.

The beast ran towards the little girl, and opened its bloody jaws to bite down.

As soon as Mo Jiyu's jaw relaxed, Yan Gexing, who was sitting next to him, disappeared, reappeared below, hacked the fierce beast to death with a sword, and was about to go up with the little girl.

After seeing that the little girl was safe and sound, Mo Jiyu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but he felt that there was a huge force that retreated him.

And at this time, the strongest fierce beast bred by the Lingge Platform also came out, and Mo Jiyu was thrown into the blood of the fierce beast

The severe pain in her leg made her know that her leg was broken and she couldn't move at all.

The beast saw the human stained with the blood of its kind, and opened its bloody mouth, its sharp teeth shining sharply, and it looked terrifying.

Yan Gexing returned to his position, but found that the ice spirit on the seat was gone, and hurriedly searched around.

But he didn't know that there was another person covered in blood below, she was covered in abrasions, and she also had a broken leg, and she was about to become food for the beast.

The surrounding monks watched coldly, even Yan Gexing didn't care about his life or death at all, Mo Jiyu's constant call system, the whole person was desperate.

"Sister!" Ji Chu's voice suddenly sounded in her head, and she suddenly raised her eyes, frantically running the Ice Lotus Secret Method.

The beast opened its mouth and was swallowing it in one gulp.

Yan Gexing finally found out that the person who was covered in blood and was about to be swallowed by the fierce beast was Bing Ling, and let out an angry roar: "Don't!"

He swung his sword at the beast.

The fierce beast was frozen by an ice lotus that suddenly bloomed, and the sword qi that Yan Gexing swung over also slashed at the ice lotus.

The ice lotus immediately shattered, revealing the woman inside who was covered in blood but her eyes were extraordinarily bright, she dragged the broken leg, looked coldly at the tall monks around her, and her eyes finally fell on Yan Gexing, she opened her mouth and said to Yan Gexing silently: "You make me feel scared. ”

After saying that, her figure quickly shrank, turned into a lotus flower, and flew out of this spiritual song platform very quickly, and no one could catch up.

Only Yan Gexing was left looking at these monks, the magic sword in his hand made a snort, he hadn't felt so angry and bloodthirsty for a long time.