Chapter 1139

She calmed down slowly, dried herself with a cleansing charm, and rose to pour herself a glass of water.

While drinking water, sorting out the confused thoughts.

The dream just happened to her, and the little girl's words were literally recorded. She said she was herself. What does that mean?

Are you schizophrenic? impossible.

Is this your own heart devil? Has become the heart demon of entity?

Will it be, will it be that she is a lonely star, and the life lattice of the hatchet soldier is because of the little girl in her body!

The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became.

No, tomorrow she will consult with the God and let him show himself

Now, I need to rest first

Thinking about this, Ning Xuemo slowly lies on the bed, but as soon as she closes her eyes, her soul will sink!

She suddenly opened her eyes in fright, which was absolutely a nightmare! She's going to find God now, or she won't be able to sleep this night!

She ran out in a whirlwind and rushed to the main hall of nine Li God.

Ran to the front of the hall, suddenly a Leng, only to see the hall at the moment is still bright lights, God has not slept?

She walked in slowly, only to see God Jiuli sitting on the big bed, eyes slightly closed, there are seven colors of light around him, plating a layer of sacred light for him.

The great God was meditating. It's better not to disturb the God himself. Once the cultivator is disturbed, he will easily become possessed by the devil. It's better for Xuemo to understand that.

She climbed onto the other side of the big bed gently, holding her knees quietly and looking at the back of the God.

Anyway, she can't sleep now. When she sleeps, she sees that little girl, who is so weird, flirting with her. It's better to practice with the great God

She looked at the back of the great God, and began to sleep slowly.

Someone put her down gently, covered her with quilt, and sighed in her ear: "silly child..."

She unconsciously held out her hand and mumbled, "the great God..."

God nine Li holds her hand, softly says: "I am in."

Hearing this response, Ning Xuemo seemed to be relieved at last. He found a comfortable position in his arms and fell asleep.

God nine Li hugs her, flicks the finger to put out the light.

A night without a dream.

Ning Xuemo opened her eyes, and it was a snow white. She froze for a moment, looked up, and fell into a pair of deep blue eyes.

"Awake?" In the hand of God Jiuli, there is a strand of her hair, which is quiet.

Ning Xuemo sleeps a bit in a circle. She looks ignorant and bullied. God nine Li Mou color a deep, embrace her to come over, kiss her lip, came a French deep kiss rudely.

At the end of the kiss, Ning Xuemo still didn't respond. He looked a bit dull: "God, how are you in my bed?"

God Jiuli has been sleeping with her for fear that he would not be able to control and attack her one day.

God nine Li Mou with a funny, his voice with a light smile: "who is the midnight while sitting in this seat climbed on the bed?"? And sleep like a little dead pig... "

Ning Xuemo just remembered that she came here last night. She wanted to practice Kung Fu with the great God, but she fell asleep first

She coughed softly: "coughing, that..."

God nine Li Mou smile deeper, can't help but make a speech to tease her: "can't bear the love of Acacia?"