Shen Jiuli's movements finally softened, although he forced her, but when he really did it, it was not too violent, he had actually tried his best to control his strength......

Seeing her tears, his heart shook like a burn, leaned over and kissed the tears on her face, fixed her with his arms, and said in a dumb voice: "Xue Mo, it will hurt a little, you can bear with it......"

Ning Xuemo was trembling all over her body in pain, where is Nima a little painful, it hurts very much, okay?!

Although she had always wanted to seduce him to roll the sheets, she still wanted to be beautiful, not here, in this valley where birds don't......

God, I don't know if this house he built with magic is strong?

In case the tide breaks in at this time--

"You...... Get out! She couldn't help but push him again.

He really exploded and died when he went out at this time!

Shen Jiuli barely managed to stabilize his body for the time being, and hugged her tightly in his arms: "Xue Mo, bear with it, it'll be fine for a while......"

Ning Xuemo suddenly bit him on the shoulder: "Shen Jiuli, I hate you to death!" She didn't know what it was like in her heart, she seemed to hate and resent, she seemed to be happy and sad...... Her body hurt again, and when she couldn't do anything, she simply bit him to vent her anger and divert her attention......

Shen Jiuli's shoulders stiffened slightly, letting her bite and quietly waiting for her to get used to it......

Ning Xuemo quickly tasted the bloody breath in her mouth, she slowly let go, looking at the deep bloody tooth marks on his shoulder, her eyes twitched slightly, and she avoided it.

When her face gradually turned from pale to red, Shen Jiuli knew that it was time......

I don't know when the bed tent fell, hiding the fiery spring light inside the tent.

Under the faint night pearl, I only faintly saw two figures intimately overlapping inside, and some figures were rising and falling, making the bed tent sway like flowing water......

Time slipped by in this ebb and flow......

By the time the dust had settled, hours had passed......

……

Ning Xuemo herself didn't know that her soul was not possessed by him, and she climbed up the clouds a few times, and in the end, when all the dust settled, she finally fell asleep, and she couldn't wake up after thundering.

Shen Jiuli gasped for a moment, and finally sat up, he lowered his eyes to look at her sleeping face, and the expression in his eyes changed violently.

Ning Xuemo, Xueyi Mo......

It's her in both lives!

Shen Jiuli never thought that after a hot peak, he would dimly recover some memories from three thousand years ago......

Xue Yimo, in your previous life, in order to save Xue Yilan, you did not hesitate to take my heart's blood and abandon me.

In this life, what did you incarnate Ning Xuemo and come to this seat for? For what?

……

(The small process of Shen Jiuli's amnesia that must be explained)

When the last divine thunder slashed down, Shen Jiuli only felt that his eyes were black, and a strong sense of exhaustion swept over him instantly.

His heart almost sank into the water. Oh no, I'm going to fall asleep again!

Shen Jiuli has an unknown problem, he will sleep once every nine hundred years, sleep for ten years, and when he wakes up again, he will completely forget all the previous things, like a new life.

Unexpectedly, this catastrophe advanced his sleeping period by a hundred years!

He hadn't told Xue Mo about it yet. He was afraid that Ning Xuemo would be distracted after knowing the news and would not be able to practice quietly.

His original plan was to urge Ning Xuemo to help her exorcise the demons in her body and help her through the calamity after she cultivated to the eighth level.