Chapter 1232 (1/2)

”Ning Xue Mo” expression is distorted because of pain, but she always hangs a smile: ”Mo Mo will become a devil sooner or later...”

As soon as the eyes of God Jiuli sink, the white light covering Ning Xuemo suddenly strengthens, ”Ning Xuemo” is a scream again, red eyes open wide, staring at God Jiuli, screaming: ”she will become a devil sooner or later!”

White light continues to intensify, ”Ning Xuemo” finally can't stand, unwilling to shrink back.

Ning Xuemo also gradually closed his eyes. Fall asleep again.

God nine Li light way: ”she will not.” I don't know for whom.

Turn around and leave.

When Ning Xuemo woke up the next day, he felt a little weak. Suddenly, he remembered that he was possessed by the fire last night. His heart sank, and he closed his eyes and turned his mind. He was still very active and stable.

She was relieved at last. Fortunately, she didn't lose all her mind

Some fragmentary pictures suddenly flashed in my mind. It seems to be her memory, not her

There are big gods in every picture. They seem to break in after her coma and smooth her muscles and veins Then I hold the hand of the great God tightly, and I keep playing coquettish

But he didn't even clap her off, and he sat down quietly with her

Behind, what's behind? There is no follow-up in Ning Xuemo's memory. It's all blank.

She shook her head. Forget it. No more. It's late. It's time to play chess with the God.

When she came into the hall, Jiuli was standing with her back to her.

The cloud pattern on the broad white robe flows slowly, and there is a light brilliance around the body -- the back of a god standing high above.

He seems to be thinking about something, Ning Xuemo comes in and he doesn't pay attention.

Ning Xuemo doesn't know why. Her heart is a little uncomfortable. She feels that the person in front of her seems to be far away