"So, you agreed?!" Xue Yilan's eyes lit up!

Seeing his shining eyes, Ning Xuemo's heart suddenly felt unbearable...... The fingertips of the manipulating the Emei thorn paused slightly.

However, the intolerance at this time is cruelty to oneself.

Ning Xuemo's eyes closed slightly, and her eyebrows stabbed at Xue Yilan's heart like lightning!

Her move was silent and fast as lightning, and it was so close that it stood to reason that Xue Yilan had no time to dodge at all.

But he didn't expect that at the critical moment, Xue Yilan's sleeves waved back, and the Emei thorn that was about to pierce the key part of his heart suddenly stopped! With his backhand, he held the Emei thorn in his hand.

The Emei thorn was already psychic, so naturally he didn't want to fall into the hands of others, so he struggled suddenly in his palm, Xue Yilan sneered, and his palm slashed down horizontally!

A golden light flashed, and the slender Emei thorn broke off, half of it fell to the ground, and half of it was still in Xue Yilan's hand.

Ning Xuemo knew that it was not good with his wave of sleeves, and she put her palms out together, imprinting on Xue Yilan's chest.

Her powerful blow full of mental power was not small, Xue Yilan could only let go first, Ning Xue Mo swept back a few feet, landed on a mountain rock, and then watched him destroy his Emei thorn!

The moment Emei was stabbed, her heart seemed to crack a little!

This pair of Emei thorns is still given to her by the great god, she has always loved more than treasures, and she is usually reluctant to bump into them, but she didn't expect that now she will destroy a handle, leaving only one handle, is it a sign that she is destined to be a pair with him?

Xue Yilan held the half of the Emei thorn in her hand and stared at her: "You really want to kill me?!" ”

At this time, Ning Xuemo also knew that it was useless to deny it, so she raised her head and said, "Not bad!" I don't want to be imprisoned by you anymore! ”

Xue Yilan looked at her without saying a word, and the big red robe was very distinct in the surrounding fog.

Ning Xuemo's heart was a little tense when he saw it, watching the fingers in his sleeves grip inch by inch, watching his sleeves stir up without wind, dancing fiercely like the wind......

He's so angry!

Ning Xuemo's fingers clenched the remaining Emei thorn, and her heart breathed a sigh of relief.

She wants him to turn his face even more, and the two of them have a real fight, even if she dies at his hands, it is better than if he is always so affectionate to her and forces her in disguise. That way she won't feel guilty......

"Xue Yilan, wake up, I'm not Xue Yimo, I'm just Ning Xuemo! Either you and I fight and you kill me, or you let me go! I will never let you be imprisoned again! Ning Xuemo took a deep breath and spoke clearly.

"Yes, you're not her!" Xue Yilan finally spoke, her eyes as deep as a well that could swallow everything: "She is reluctant to treat me like this!" ”

Ning Xuemo didn't speak, it seemed that this battle was inevitable, and she was ready to fight with him.

"She doesn't smile at me often, but when she's cold, she will often snuggle up in my arms and let me hug her, and she will lie on my lap and let me tie her hair and put a garland on her. She will go out of her way to assassinate someone much stronger than her in order to save me, and she will not hesitate to pay for her own life......"

"And you, you are a woman without a heart, I treat you so well, but you only think about another man. My efforts have only been exchanged for your indifference, and you even want to kill me......"