Wu Mo is the stand-in of the great god, and the relationship with the great god is not ordinary iron, if she kills Wu Mo, it is estimated that Shen Jiuli will be very angry......

What's more, Shen Jiuli is lukewarm to her now, even if she rolls the sheets once, it doesn't mean anything. If Wumo died in her hands, how would Shen Jiuli treat her?

Ning Xuemo couldn't think of an answer to this question.

Since she couldn't think of an answer, she simply didn't think about it, she had to take care of the present first.

Now it's Wumo who wants to kill her!

She could only fight back with all her might. The competition between the two masters can't tolerate a little water, and if she releases water, she probably won't see the sun tomorrow!

Well, for Shen Jiuli's sake, if she has an absolute advantage, she will seriously injure Wumo, or simply abolish his kung fu, so that he can't do anything strange, and leave him alive.

The two fought again.

About another hour passed, Ning Xuemo finally understood Wu Mo's martial arts path, and began to fight back vigorously, leaving Wu Mo* step by step.

In this almost evenly matched fight, both men hung up their lotteries.

Ning Xuemo's light pink skirt had several blood stains, like a peach blossom that had bloomed. However, what made her more relieved was that Wu Mo obviously had more colors on her body than her.

The white robe on his body was stained with blood one after another, and it was about to turn into a flower robe......

And his wounds were also much deeper than the wounds on her body, and it was obvious that Ning Xuemo had finally gained the upper hand in this fight.

This feeling of turning over is really good!

Ning Xuemo's aggrieved heart finally relaxed a lot, and her mood was much better.

"Wumo, I almost lost my life last time by you, and this time I want to plot against me for the second time! Really, when my temper is muddy? If I don't beat you into a lifeless this time, I won't be surnamed Ning! A fireball that burst out from Ning Xue Mo's Emei stab hit Wu Mo, causing him to take a few steps back.

"You'll regret it!" Wu Mo spoke coldly.

You've said that eight hundred times! My sister is tired of hearing it, can you change it to a new word? Ning Xuemo scoffed, and after dodging one of his fierce attacks, her smile was as bright as a spring flower, and the tricks in her hand became more and more powerful. added a new wound to Wu Mo's white robe.

If she doesn't teach him a bloody lesson, he won't know why the flowers are so red!

And the blood on his body also made Ning Xuemo unprovoked, her eyes were faintly red, one move after another, almost not giving Wu Mo a chance to breathe.

"You're a witch! Ning Xuemo, I won't let you succeed this time! Wu Mo's voice was lonely. Although he was already at a disadvantage, he had no intention of flinching and fleeing.

Ning Xuemo almost wanted to laugh, Y Mou?!

She just wants to fall in love, and if she wants to have a happy love, it will become a Y plot?!

It's just funny!

Wait, he said she was a witch......

Could it be that he knew about her past life? Do you know about Xue Yimo?!

She simply asked, "Do you know Xue Yimo?" ”

Wu Mo snorted coldly: "Naturally! ”

"How much do you know?"

"All!"

Ning Xuemo: "......"

It seems that this Wumo has indeed been by Shen Jiuli's side for a long time, and he even knows about the events of more than three thousand years ago......

But she is no longer Xue Yimo, but Ning Xue Mo, even if the two are the same soul, there is no need for her to pay for the things in her previous life in this life!

"Xue Yimo, even if you change your name and body, you are still you!