Chapter 949: Unjust is doomed to destruction

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Fortunately, Nangong Beichen Kid appeared in time.
There is no way for help, and I will focus on the side of the ink that has been on the side of the cloud.
"Zhongzi Ya, save me, Gongzi Ya, I really love you, I want to be married with you, I have to use this method to deal with you, our Lingbao best match, Lingbao mainland, my 鸾Lingbao is the best for you..."
Jimo is indifferent and leisurely, only gave her a few words. "If you do not act, you will be self-sufficient."
Baili Jiabao interface, "Yes, Gongziya is right, you are guilty of sin, if you want to die, please advise you to get the best from you, how many bad things you have done, and your magic eyes. Where is the teacher's respect, where is it hidden..."
Hundreds of sables are not dying, angry, "I am a victim of the magic, I am not a person of the Baili family, I am also a scorpion, the best for you... you would rather have a demon Do you want me to be a woman who has been ?"
The voice of the latter half of the sentence was directly sealed by the Moya, and the outsiders could not hear.
Baili Ziyan found that her voice was dumb, some horrified, and even more frightening to her was that Moya was murderous to her...
Like a sea, she almost has to fly away!
Screamed and fainted.
Waiting for a hundred miles of purple stunned, the words of Jinling in her body, flew out, because the magic has been eliminated by Jinling.
Jin Ling was another game and he got into the altar.
Then, a lot of golden pure aura, lingering and flowing.
Turn the air in the square of the square into gold...
Everyone cheers, waiting for this moment, the opportunity is not lost, the time is no longer coming, only a rare opportunity in the last ten years, especially for the lower-ranking monks, it is very useful, so everyone began to meditate and cultivate.
Looking at it, on the stage, in addition to Wang Lingshi and the semi-sacred people, no one cares about the gossip of the Virgin Witch, and they are all immersed in their cultivation.
Jimo looked at the stunned hundred miles of purple, and there was a strong murder in the eyes.
But now is not the time to kill her, in order to think about the overall situation, first leave her a life, Xiao Yan's revenge and so on.
Looking around the rich Jinling spirit, that is, Moya thought, let the illusion of the face also come out to absorb, after all, this opportunity is rare.
Plus, there is no need to act again now. It is also time to explain this to the girl.
So he flew over the mid-mountain of the holy mountain where the illusion of the face was.

When I was awake, I didn't know where I was.
This is a room, square, about 30 square meters, antique, door, gauze, soft bed, pears, a few tables, eight tables, and some pastries on the table. fruit.
The illusion is lying on the soft bed, and the thick coat of clothes on her body has been replaced and replaced with a comfortable white shirt with cotton.
Who helped her change her clothes?
She was so surprised that she sat up!
The memory only received the face and voice of the middle-aged monk before she was in a coma. "Sleep, sleep, you are tired..."
Is that middle-aged monk?
Why is this?
She quickly climbed up and there was no one in the room. The middle-aged monk who was hypnotized had already disappeared.
She checked her body and there was no discomfort except that the clothes were changed.