Only now do I understand that this Wumo is my own demon obsession!

On that day, she stabbed him in the heart with a decisive knife, and if it wasn't for Long Chuan's desperate rescue, his R body would have died directly in the chaos.

If you want to be resurrected, you still need to cultivate the Yuan Shen for another thousand years......

In order to save him, Long Chuan used all his own essence blood to burn the Qilin soul to refine a Qilin Pill that could bring the dead back to life, and instead of his heart, he survived again.

And Long Chuan's soul was scattered because of this.

And Wumo is the demon he refined by himself when all thoughts were lost, sealing all his memories on Wumo, and then falling into a coma.

Because of this, there is a problem that you have to sleep once every thousand years.

If you sleep once, you will forget the past, and no matter how many grievances you have, he can put them aside with your sleep.

Now that Wu Mo is dead, the memory of the life sealed on him will automatically return to Shen Jiuli.

Wu Mo didn't know what he did before he died, and the conversation between him and Ning Xuemo just now was also received by Shen Jiuli......

Shen Jiuli's body became colder and colder, and even the clouds in the sky seemed to feel his mood, and they were pressed down, and the layers of dark clouds were dense.

The wind rose on the top of the mountain, the cold wind was as cold as a knife, and the snowflakes swirled with the cold wind, slapping on the people's bodies with hot pain, freezing like the cold of bone marrow.

God's coercion!

Ning Xuemo was almost out of breath by him.

"He did it first! Ten years ago, he had plotted against me once, and he almost killed me, and now he wants to kill me a second time! He wants my life, I'm in self-defense! Besides, I didn't want to kill him just now, I just wanted to waste his kung fu, where did I think that he would squat down and automatically send the cover door to the sword......" Ning Xuemo forcibly suppressed the loss and anger in his heart and quickly explained the reason.

Shen Jiuli had been closing his eyes just now, but now he finally opened them slowly, and those pair of ice blue eyes were on Ning Xuemo's body, which was deeper and colder than the dark night.

Ning Xuemo's heart was chilled by his gaze, and he couldn't say anything later.

"Xue Yimo, I didn't expect this seat to be planted on you twice! But this time you think you'll get your way? Shen Jiuli opened his mouth word by word, and his voice was like a cold knife, which made Ning Xuemo's heart almost froze.

He called her Xueyi Mo, could it be that he had regained his memories of his previous life?!

"You ......" Ning Xuemo was about to open his mouth to argue, when Shen Jiuli's sleeves flicked, Ning Xuemo was pointed, not only could not move his body, but he couldn't even speak.

She looked at him with wide eyes in disbelief, and even her lips turned pale.

"Xue Yimo, you will pay for what you have done!" Shen Jiuli threw out a sentence coldly, and with another flick of his sleeves, Ning Xuemo only felt that his eyes were dark, and his body shrank weakly.

Shen Jiuli looked at Ning Xuemo who had passed out in a coma, and a touch of complexity flashed in his cold eyes.

With a slight movement of his fingers, a gust of strong wind carried Ning Xuemo into the distance.

…

It's cold, it's cold!

Ning Xuemo only felt a biting chill creel in the darkness along the cracks in her bones, and she involuntarily shrunk into a ball of coldness, almost forming a ball.

She slowly opened her eyes.

She felt as if she was in an ice age, and everywhere she looked, there was a crystal clear ice. The cold wind was cold, the wind speed was so strong that it almost overturned her, and the wind mixed with the frozen snow blew people's faces painfully, Ning Xuemo didn't notice it for a while, and her body was cut several times.