Her eyes cooled. What qualifications does he have? How could he question her feelings when he was so close to other women? Also a face of course to ask her to reply?

He's not qualified!

Ning Xue Mo sips her mouth and looks at Jiuli with a light look, but she doesn't speak.

Yunxi only felt that she was going to be frozen to death, but she still snuggled close to shenjiuli and looked at ningxuemo with a little more pride.

God nine Li long wait for her reply, more angry, more cold tone: "Ning Xuemo, speak!"

Ning Xuemo looks at the two people who are close to each other. The fire in his heart is more vigorous, but his heart seems to be frozen into a lump of ice. His breath is cold.

She put a hook on the corner of her lips, showing a smile like expression: "What Does emperor Zun want me to say? About my feelings? If you question me from the position of master, I'm sorry, but I can only answer. It's personal privacy and it's not convenient to disclose. "

God nine Li chokes by her anger more wins, looks at her nearby Xi Jue, the murderous intention in the vision simply can turn into the essence.

He has never been so angry. For thousands of years, he has been a god aloof from the water. He has never been as angry as a human being to the top. His tone is even terrible: "Ning Xuemo, this is your master. You have no right to ask about your privacy? No one has ever dared to talk to this seat like this! "

Good. Now I put on airs with her, don't I.

Ning Xuemo is angry and calm on the surface. She is facing the fierce anger of God Jiuli. She has no expression and says: "emperor Zun, please forgive me, you have no right to ask." Especially when I am still holding another woman intimately.

There are snowflakes falling in a piece, more and more urgent, the ground in the visible speed of the naked eye is rapidly turning into a piece of silver, and finally the snowflakes spread all over the earth, almost drowning people.

Cloud Xi is surprised to see the snowstorm like weather in the sky, and then look at the cold face of Shen Jiuli. She has a complicated look in her eyes.

It was just a sunny day in the Ming Dynasty, but now it's as cold as the moon in the winter, with a chilling sense. The voice of God Jiuli is colder than this: "you have no right to ask? As long as you are my disciple one day, I have the right to ask you about everything! "

Ning Xue Mo looks up at him, but he doesn't speak.

Yunxi said in a soft voice: "Jiuli, they are like each other. How about you master them? It's a beautiful thing... "

Ning Xuemo looks at the cloud coldly, as if she sees through all her thoughts. Her voice is indifferent, but extremely cold: "you shut up. You have no right to ask about me! " She almost couldn't help but wanted to swear at Yunxi, but she finally held back. At this time, I can only show that I have no quality and that I am pure and generous.

The snow is falling more and more, and the voice of God Jiuli is full of coldness: "Ning Xuemo, this is your attitude to talk to the elders? Sorry! " His cold without any feelings, the voice reverberated in the heaven and earth like thunder in Ning Xuemo's ear, playing back again and again. Sorry! Sorry! Sorry ~!

Apologize?

He asked her to apologize to Yunxi again?

The last time he didn't apologize, he ordered her to stay overnight. This time he didn't apologize. Did he want to drive her out of the school?