The eyes of those people below fell on Dongfang Qing, and this time the devout believers couldn't help it, "Sir, do you mean the devil on the saint's body is related to the West Moon Kingdom?"

The man raised his long eyes lightly, and his expression deep in his eyes was a little playful and charming. "It is better to say that it is related to the king of the Xiyue Kingdom than to say that it is related to the Xiyue Kingdom."

This time, it’s not just stormy waves!

Dongfang Qing's eyes suddenly turned cold when he looked at the superior man.

The Holy Lord laughed softly, "The Seventh Prince is calm, I haven't finished speaking yet. The lord of your country itself can't be a monster, but the lord of your country is the person who is most controlled by the monster, causing the most serious devil to be infected with the demons. It's so serious..."

He sighed again, "It's so serious that he is not a monster himself but has the ability of a monster, which can even affect the extent to which the saint of this sect brings bad things to others."

No matter what Dongfang Qing thinks, no matter what Dongfang Qing says.

Of course, Dongfang Qing didn't explain anything.

Because he knew clearly that whatever he said was futile!

He didn't say it, but the other Westerners wanted to say it.

They instantly linked some things they wouldn't think about before.

"Think about it carefully, at the beginning, we didn't know that the saint was the Princess Xiyue who was recognized by the Lord of Xiyue. Now, it was after the Lord of Xiyue recognized the saint as Princess Xiyue that disaster began to occur in our Western Regions..."

They were talking to each other emotionally, but they explained clearly before that Baili Feiyue was not a "witch girl". They did not hate Emperor Xiyue. After all, the Holy Lord said that the Lord Xiyue himself was not a monster.

"Saint Lord, how should we solve the devil on the saint's body and the devil on the king of Xiyue?"

This is their most concerned issue now!

After all, it’s about themselves, about going to the land of the Western Regions!

"It is difficult to explain, and it is simple to say. The saint became like this because of the Lord Xiyue. The person who tied the bell must untie it."

His thin lips curled up slightly, with a nearly holy and compassionate smile, "With that being said, the Lord Xiyue will arrive for a pilgrimage soon, but the Lord Xiyue is the king of a country, which is related to the country's country, the livelihood of the people, and is influenced by monsters. He is not the most suitable candidate. The most suitable candidate is..."

His eyes naturally fell on Dongfang Qing, who was black-eyed and cold-hearted at this moment, "his Highness the Seventh Prince of Xiyue Kingdom, who is flowing with the blood of the lord of Xiyue Kingdom."

He smiled, "Your Highness Seventh Prince, you can solve the devil on the saint of this sect and save her. Save her...that is, you can save the entire Western Regions and save all the people on this land."

Highly sound, but meaningful!

Dongfang Qing finally spoke, not just defending the absurd and convincing statement of the person present, but said, "The saint of the sect really needs this palace to save him?"

"If the Seventh Prince doesn't believe it, you can't help me." The Holy Lord smiled and said in a normal tone.

Even if Qinglang is not easily angry like Dongfang Qing, he is really angry at this moment.

He knew the man in front of him, so he knew that he said he would save him, then he must have taken action against her and had to take action on her to save her life!

Even if you don't know what it is.

He was extremely sure that this man would not exaggerate or make fraud.

This person must have moved seriously!

He always thought that Ling Jing still had some love for him, but it was still different. The result...

No matter what festivals there are between them, it is their affairs. But this man turned his only apprentice in without any concern!

For him, even if he is his only disciple, it doesn’t matter at all!

Deep in his eyes, the ancient well was as complex as waveless, making people unable to see clearly.

But she was as keen as Mu Qing, but she felt an invisible terrible thing spread between the Holy Lord of the Western Regions and the Seventh Prince of the Western Yue Kingdom. This feeling made her feel a little difficult to breathe.

Dongfang Qing didn't say anything for a moment. The people in the Western Regions, whether they were here, had arrived one after another to figure out the current situation. They almost subconsciously felt, "His Highness the Seventh Prince of Xiyue Kingdom is definitely willing to relieve the devil for the saint to avoid misfortune and disaster in the Western Regions."

"Yes, His Highness, the Seventh Prince of Xiyue Kingdom has always been a gentle and kind person."

"Yes, the disciples of the Demon Cult in Robu City, His Highness the Seventh Prince of Xiyue Kingdom, had come forward to promise that everyone would give those people a chance to reform. He also enthusiastically asked a large number of his subordinates to escort them to the Holy Cult to avoid any trouble on the way."

These people are really not talking slander, they deliberately motivate Dongfang Qing.

But in their perception, His Highness, the Seventh Prince of Xiyue Kingdom, is such a person.

Even if it is not from Xiyue Kingdom, people who have never had the chance to come into contact with Dongfang Qing before, think so.

This is not because Dongfang Qing is really good and has become a name for being kind and kind everywhere. Dongfang Qing is not a person who likes to be lively and likes to meddle in other people's business outside without principles and no bottom line.

The reason why this deep-rooted impression on the people of the Western Regions is due to Emperor Xiyue.

In recent years, Emperor Xiyue has obviously intended to create a very good and very beloved image for Dongfang Qing.

Listening to the people below who were naturally thinking so, Baili Feiyue above glanced at her dog master.

Sure enough, is this one of the real purposes of Master Dog!

If Dongfang Qing really saves her, he will suddenly lose more than half of the blood in his body, and the damage to his body can be imagined.

If Dongfang Qing does not save him, then Dongfang Qing's reputation for many years will be reduced in the hearts of the people of the Western Regions. This is not serious. What is serious is that these Western Regions who fear the unknown so-called demons and fear that all this "brings" disaster will even do more radical things.

Moreover, Master Dog must be more inclined to see Dongfang Qing not agreeing!

Under the various voices and thoughts of everyone, Dongfang Qing's cold jade-like voice came out faintly, "How to save me."

The saint above was very interesting, "It's also simple. His Highness, His Highness, the blood of righteousness, only more than half of the blood in your body is exchanged for the saint of this sect, and the demons on her body will naturally be eliminated."

Such an incredible method was spoken from his mouth, and the people below had no doubt at all.

At this time, someone was worried about Dongfang Qing, "Saint Lord, if this is the case, His Highness Seventh Prince Xiyue would not have anything to do, right?"

The Holy Lord smiled slightly, meaningfully, "The True God will not let something happen to a good person like the Seventh Prince, nor will I."

Those people breathed a sigh of relief, really not worried at all.

Seeing that Dongfang Qing was going to say something again, Baili Feiyue felt that he would do this immediately, so she wanted to stop it. The poison on her body was to be solved, but she didn't plan to use this method to solve it!

As a result, the thought moved, and the man beside him reached out and gently brushed in front of her. Baili Feiyue found that she had lost her voice!

Opening my mouth, I couldn't make a sound. Not only that, except for a pair of eyes, I couldn't move anywhere else at once!

"Baby, isn't it good to watch the show well?" In my ears were the low voice that only she could hear, with a smile that was almost doting.

Baili Feiyue glared at him fiercely with her two eyes.

The Holy Lord laughed again and rubbed her head, "I'm not afraid, my teacher won't let you have any trouble."

Baili Feiyue's eyes almost popped out, your uncle!

In the eyes of others, the man was just very compassionate and rubbed Baili Feiyue's head with care twice, which was a comforting posture.

The expression in Dongfang Qing's eyes became darker and darker, "I..."

"Lao Qi."

Before the two words of promise were expressed, a mellow, very nice voice, but naturally not angry, suddenly sounded and blocked his head.
Chapter completed!