Chapter 870

Ning Xuemo didn't know that there were rare rare rare rare rare rare rare medicines that could quickly improve people's mind power and have no harm to human body

However, if she is a waste material and her intelligence is not high, those drugs are still useless.

Only by combining the two can we complement each other.

"I don't need to say anything else. Xuemo, do you want to learn from me?" The emperor looked at her.

"Of course!" Ningxuemo replied without hesitation: "but -- according to the regulations, you should accept the strongest as your disciple, and I just lost..." Think of this Ning Xuemo and want to clench her fist, she should not be defeated

"No, you didn't lose." God Jiuli spits out four simple words and says, "let's go up!"

He held her in his arms and floated up like a cloud

Ning Xuemo fell in his arms, smelling his unique fragrance, and suddenly felt extremely relieved.

Until now, she felt tired and aching all over her body. She had no strength at all.

He held Ning Xue in his arms, and the speed of her rise was very fast, but she didn't feel a cold wind in his arms. Obviously, he used his skill to block the cold wind.

When she was about to fly to the star stage, Ning Xuemo heard Feng Jiaxin's voice, which almost changed its tune: "I won! I won! "

Rather snow Mo can not help but see to God nine Li, God nine Li raised hand to rub her hair heart: "obedient."

"Then you don't want to accept the strongest as an apprentice?" Ning Xuemo couldn't help asking.

"Of course!" God Jiuli answers nature. Speaking Kung Fu, the two have already flown to the star stage.

There is some confusion on the Xingyao stage. Ji yunhuang, helianxiao, Emperor Zun's five disciples These people are searching for the whereabouts of Ning Xuemo.

And Feng Jiaxin has fallen into a state of madness like fan jinzhongju, standing on the collapsed arena and laughing like a Madman: "I win, I win! I'm going to be emperor Zun's disciple! I will be the only female disciple of emperor Zun... "

"No, you lost!" A voice suddenly sounded cold, as cold as ice snow, instantly suppressed Feng Jiaxin's slightly sharp laughter.

When they looked at him, they saw the emperor holding a man rising from the cliff

"Visit the emperor!" All the people knelt down.

Ji yunhuang is picking up the debris in the crack. Hearing this, he looks up and sees not only emperor Zun, but also Ning Xuemo in his arms

He is very happy! Jump out of the crack, even kowtow to Shizu, also forget, happy forget: "snow road!"

Great! She's OK! Great, she's alive!

Ning Xuemo hears his cry, and can't help but look at Ji yunhuang, and then he is scared!

Ji yunhuang stood there. His hands, which were originally white like jade, were bloody because of pulling the debris and sawdust. Smooth as water, his hair is also a bit messy, and his clothes are scratched in many places, which is quite different from his usual image!

God, but I haven't seen him for a moment. How did he become such a ghost?

Ning Xuemo just looked at Ji yunhuang, and her head was gently turned to let her a pretty face stick on his chest, and then she could not see the following scene.

Ji yunhuang's voice was so moving that the whole audience heard it.

But just after his last sound landed, he noticed a pair of ice spring like eyes looking at him --