After doing this, she looked at Shen Jiuli with bated breath, like looking at the last straw, hoping for a miracle.

Half a sound, there was no movement, and Shen Jiuli was still lying there quietly, without a sound.

It's useless, it's all useless

All these things she worked so hard to do were useless

Xue Yimo sat down dejectedly, looking at Shen Jiuli stunned, his eyes were full of despair and confusion.

Xue Yimo sat in the quiet room, sitting for several days, she was like a soulless doll, all her strength was drained, and she could only sit there in a daze.

During this period, Long Chuan brought many people here, and the people he brought were old and had identities.

In the end, he even invited the young master of the Dragon Clan, the person with the highest medical skills in the Three Realms.

But they all say that there is no way.

Finally, at the end, the young master of the dragon clan sighed and said an ancient secret technique: "If the witch who assassinated the emperor exiled herself in the poorest place and then committed suicide there, and endured the consequences of being a lonely star in every life in the future, and not ending well, she can make a wish, if she happens to wish the emperor to wake up, then this wish can be fulfilled Of course, there are still some other things, alas, this method, it is useless to say it"

Long Chuan left disappointed again.

After they left, Xueyi Mo was stunned for a long time, and the old man's words kept echoing in his mind.

I don't know how long it took, she got up and looked at Shen Jiuli who was lying there quietly.

She traced his celestial face over and over again with her gaze, and finally showed a wry smile.

Leaned over and kissed Shen Jiuli lightly, his lips were as cold as ice, but she kissed them devotedly.

A kiss separated, and her eyes were full of determination: "Jiuli, I will let you wake up"

Turn away, running towards her fate

Ning Xuemo finally withdrew her hand, her body trembled slightly, the intense sadness of her previous life always shrouded her heart, making her unable to ease her mind for a while.

She looked down at the coffin, her heart was even more distressed, she pursed her lips, and with a flick of her sleeves, the coffin opened.

Grief came over his face.

In the coffin lay a girl in red, her skin could be blown apart, her eyes were slightly closed, and her thick curly eyelashes were like a small fan.

There was a sword stuck in her chest, it was the sword that had plotted against Shen Jiuli back then, and her clothes were soaked in blood, making her look more and more gorgeous.

Xue Yilan's body shook suddenly the moment he saw the girl, his face turned pale, he wanted to call Momo, but he swallowed the words back.

It hurts so much in his heart, in his previous life, did his Momo die so decisively

Ning Xuemo looked at herself in her previous life, a little distracted.

She didn't know how to react.

Recovering her true memory, Xue Yimo's sadness, anger, despair, and confusion all came to her heart, like a torrent, drowning her whole person, her emotions were too much, too miscellaneous and too chaotic, and there was no emotion on her face.

It turned out that his past life was so miserable.

It turned out that it was not the great god and Xue Yilan who teamed up to kill her, but Xue Yilan.

It turned out that after the great god was killed by her, he never woke up.

It turned out that his fate as a lone star was because of the curse of his previous life.

Everything has an answer.

Ning Xuemo was silent for a while, standing there like a sculpture, not moving, and not speaking.

In the middle of the ring, she finally moved, and with a flick of her sleeves, the coffin instantly burst into a monstrous fire.

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