When it comes to mentioning, it's just a sentence of "dead" to deal with things......

Unexpectedly, she was now disgusted with even the Emei thorn......

The Emei thorn let out a low wail in his hand, as if crying again, it didn't expect that even if it changed to a more beautiful flower shape, the owner would no longer like it......

Shen Jiuli looked at Ning Xuemo's figure walking away, his eyes moved, and finally his figure slowly disappeared and quietly followed.

……

Ning Xuemo was in a very bad mood after he came out of the weapon, and the past always couldn't help but surging outward, and when he saw the pair of Emei thorns, the memories were surging like a flood that had discharged the floodgates, and the scenes were all beautiful and warm pictures of the past......

But the past, after all, is the past.

The warmth of that time is nothing more than a big joke today.

The good emotions that are usually hidden also began to surge, giving her an urge to destroy everything.

Ning Xuemo walked on the streets of the Immortal Country, looking at the exquisite pavilions on both sides, trying to suppress the ** of destruction. I don't know when there was a drizzle in the sky, and passers-by were holding a small umbrella and walking in a hurry. There are many fewer people like Ning Xuemo walking leisurely on the street.

Ning Xuemo also bought an azure elegant paper umbrella, supported it and walked slowly, she walked around, and unconsciously walked on the Lover's Bridge. Looking at the concentric locks on the bridge, looking at the pairs of names on the concentric locks, she hooked her lips slightly, revealing a faint mocking smile, and she didn't know whether she was laughing at herself or others.

Her fingers slowly slid over the bronze locks, as if looking for something.

Suddenly, white as jade, it stopped on a jade lock.

Ning Xuemo's fingers paused, and silently lifted the beautiful jade lock, she looked at the jade lock for a long time, but there was no trace of emotion on her face, but there were layers of waves in her eyes.

Looking at the two beautiful names on it, Ning Xuemo's hands trembled slightly.

Ning Xuemo, Shen Jiuli. There is also a heart in the middle that represents love.

Hehe.

Ning Xue Mo stared at the jade lock in distraction, and suddenly fell into the trap of memories.

At that time, Shen Jiuli had not yet lost his memory, and he took her to the country of immortality to play, passing by the Lover's Bridge.

"Great God, shall we also write our names? Ask for good luck. Ning Xuemo bought a bronze lock, and he was about to carve it with a small carving knife.

With a flick of Shen Jiuli's sleeve, the lock fell into the water.

"You!" Ning Xuemo glared angrily.

Shen Jiuli glanced at her coldly, and suddenly put something in her palm, Ning Xuemo spread out her hand, and saw a crystal clear, brilliant jade lock lying quietly in the palm of her hand.

Shen Jiuli's voice sounded in his ears: "That one is too ugly." ”

Ning Xuemo: "......"

The great god deserves to be the great god, and everything must be the best......

She carved the names of the two people together one by one, connecting them with a big heart in the middle.

Ning Xuemo locked the lock on the bridge and looked at the jade lock with concern.

Such a lock made of peerless jade is locked on this bridge, will anyone steal it......

Shen Jiuli's fingers moved slightly, and the white light on the jade lock flashed, becoming the same as an ordinary copper lock.

Ning Xuemo looked at Shen Jiuli speechlessly, and Shen Jiuli gave her a puzzled look.

He's put an eternal barrier on this lock, what's wrong?

Ning Xuemo glanced at the jade lock, and was slightly amused, even if the bridge collapsed now, this lock would bind it......