Ning Xuemo's soul slowly woke up and found that he was locked in a pale golden shroud, with the faint aura of Shen Jiuli on it.

Could this be another new trick for Shen Jiuli to torture her?

Ning Xuemo's heart suddenly became frightened, and she subconsciously desperately hit the pale golden cover, but the cover was solid and did not move at all.

Will there be some fire in this for a while?

Thinking of this, Ning Xuemo began to hit the cover frantically.

But after all, it was the soul of God, and the collision of her soul with it was simply hitting a stone with an egg, and the more she couldn't get out, the more scared she became, and the more scared she was, the more desperately she wanted to get out, and her soul faintly dissipated.

Shen Jiuli originally planned to lock up Ning Xuemo's soul, but then she hit it so hard that her soul was about to dissipate, so he could only withdraw his soul and release her from it.

Ning Xuemo felt that she had suddenly knocked out of the pale golden cover, and as soon as she breathed a sigh of relief, there was suddenly a powerful suction force in the sky, and before she could react, the whole person was sucked up, and her eyes were dark and bright, and then she felt a familiar, bone-chilling pain......

Xue Yi fluttered with Ning Xuemo's eyelashes in his arms, he held his breath, Momo woke up at this time, would she break away from his arms again?

Shen Jiuli looked at Ning Xuemo, who was about to wake up, a complicated light flashed in his eyes, and then looked at Xue Yilan's expression as he looked at Ning Xuemo intently, and then looked at his intimate posture of holding her, and his heart was more like pressing a boulder.

The white light suddenly intensified, and the red light retreated, and Shen Jiuli's voice was icy: "Xue Yilan, let her go!" ”

Ning Xuemo's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she finally opened her eyes.

Xue Yilan could feel Ning Xuemo's gaze looking at him, but he couldn't distinguish his mind to look at her now, he was almost overwhelmed by Shen Jiuli's skill.

Ning Xuemo moved in his arms, he almost got angry, and said helplessly: "Momo, don't move." ”

Ning Xuemo's consciousness was foggy when she first woke up, she looked at it for a long time before she recognized that it was Xue Yilan who was holding her, her body stiffened, and she subconsciously wanted to push him away, but then looked at Shen Jiuli on the opposite side, she paused with her hand, and finally put it down, letting Xue Yilan hold her.

Shen Jiuli naturally saw her series of actions, and there was a burst of anger in his heart, and his voice sank: "Ning Xuemo, come here!" ”

Past? What did you do in the past?

Thrown into the pot and boiled again?

Ning Xuemo sneered and was silent.

What Shen Jiuli saw was Ning Xuemo obediently nestled in Xue Yilan's arms, ignoring his words. Did she not hear him because her soul was damaged?

So Shen Jiuli repeated it again, this time his tone was a little stiff: "Ning Xuemo...... Come here. ”

So obsessed with wanting to cook her to death?

Hate her to this extent?

Ning Xuemo suddenly wanted to laugh, she was once the closest lover, but at this time, she was the one who wanted her to die the most.

Today, the sword points to each other, and in the old days, they used to be wet.

The sideburns are warm, and all of them are floating pavilions. (The lyrics from "Smell and Say" are used here.) ）

Ha ha.

In fact, she didn't want to live anymore. I was finally relieved, but I woke up again.

Providence makes people.

Ning Xuemo glanced at him, there was no emotion in her eyes, and her voice was almost inaudible: "Shen Jiuli, are you going to kill me again?" ”

Shen Jiuli breathed a sigh of relief.