Chapter 1153

A short blade went straight into his heart.

There are two grooves on the rest of the blade. A line of blood flows down the groove and into the sleeves of the snow clothes

Ning Xuemo's heart suddenly fell into the ice water. Xueyimo killed the God!

"You..." Shenjiuli's deep blue eyes, like the sea of wind and waves, fall on the face of a woman in her arms, like disbelief or disappointment

He still held her, the palm of his hand tightly clenched into a fist behind her. There was a light white light flashing. He seemed to want to do something, but he couldn't do it for a moment.

Xueyimo's face was white, and he didn't know whether it was because of injury or because of fear. Looking at him in his arms, his voice was plain: "I said, I want your heart. You promised me I just want your heart and blood... "

"Then you treat me Is it all fake? " Shen Jiuli's face is whiter.

Snow clothes Mo hangs down her eyes, her eyelashes are slightly trembling, but her voice is cold: "yes, it's all fake. Forget me! "

As soon as she turned her hand, she put away the jade bottle that received the blood, then clapped it on his chest and flew him out

"No!" Has been patiently doing wall view of Ning Xuemo a cry, only feel heartache as if to turn over, all of a sudden rushed to the past!

All of a sudden disappeared, the bloody sedan chair, the bleeding God, the suddenly turned snow clothes disappeared like melting snow, even did not leave a little shadow in her mind, the only thing left was heartache!

Her heart really hurts!

It hurts like a knife is still in there and never pulled out

Ning Xuemo opened her eyes with trembling, and the scene was a little fuzzy. She saw a man in red and black shaking in front of her.

All the memories before the coma come back, Ning Xuemo's body is suddenly stiff.

If she did not remember wrong, she is falling into the hands of xueyilan again!

The man who is shaking in front of him now should be him

What is he doing?!

"You What are you shaking... " Ning Xuemo reluctantly spits out a few words, probably because of the injury, her voice is hoarse.

"Mo Mo, you wake up." A hand touched her forehead: "it's still burning..."

Ning Xuemo shakes his head and tries to push his hand away, but the force is too small. Obviously, it doesn't work. It's like his head is rubbing in his palm.

Snow Yi Lan looks deep, a palm lightly presses in her shoulder: "Mo Mo, don't move, the wound will crack..."

Wound? Ning Xuemo finally thought of the sword that Wumo stabbed her. Her heart shrank and her eyes turned black. She fainted again.

This time, she had no dream. She also felt the pain of her heart in the coma. The pain made her dizzy even if she was dizzy.

She also woke up several times in the middle of the day, but the people were all in a coma, most of them were in a coma.

Every time she wakes up, she will see the figure of xueyilan, right beside her, wipe the cold sweat from her forehead, heal her wounds, and talk to her.

His voice was intermittently in her drowsy ear, which bothered her a lot. When she woke up again, she couldn't help crying out, "shut up --" which probably affected the sword wound on her body. Her heart suddenly hurt and fainted again.

Maybe her cry worked, or maybe she fainted so thoroughly that she didn't hear him again. She felt quite clear-cut.