Chapter 1309

A girl in pink was sitting there quietly with her knees folded. Her long black hair blocked her pretty face and he could not see her expression.

There was a little blood on the snow around her, all condensed into red ice crystals.

The wound on the girl's body is ferocious and bloody, but she doesn't care.

Looking at the shocking bloodstain, God Jiuli breathed and squeezed his hand involuntarily.

The girl in pink stood up again, her long hair parted on both sides like a curtain, showing a pale face.

The corners of the mouth are mottled with blood. She went forward, but was bounced back by the border. She seemed to be stupefied. She walked in all directions without giving up. Undoubtedly, she was bounced back and fell on the ground.

The girl in pink sat on the ground and froze for a while, then she burst out laughing. The laughter was full of despair and satire, echoing in the empty ice purgatory.

Shen Jiuli's hand is tighter and tighter. The teacup groans heavily in his hand, but he ignores it and just looks at the picture in the water mirror.

The girl in pink suddenly burst out a mouthful of blood and splashed it all over the place. Her pink skirt was gradually soaked in blood

But she didn't feel it. She coughed up blood and still laughed. Her lips were covered with blood. Her clothes were dyed red She fell to the ground with a smile.

God nine Li hands of the tea cup "Peng" sound of the whole fragmentation, debris in his hand cut out a hole, blood beads constantly rolling, tea splashed all over him.

He didn't respond. He was still looking at the picture in the water mirror.

The girl in pink finally stopped laughing, and she slowly curled up into a ball, motionless, as if frozen.

With a sudden wave of his hand, the water mirror suddenly spread.

He sat there quietly, the tea rolled down the robe, but he didn't respond at all, just sat there straight for a long time without moving, as if it had become a sculpture.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell on him and plated him with a layer of red gold. His body was tall and straight in the light, but it was full of loneliness.

For a long time, he finally got up and left.

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Ning Xuemo has been lying on her face for a long time in the ice. The sharp wind blows from all around. She is trapped here and has nowhere to escape.

The body is cold and hot, and the head is dizzy. The surrounding scenery has already seen ghosting.

If it goes on like this, she will die here.

The only reason left in her mind told her that she should meditate and recuperate at this time, and should not allow herself to be so frozen.

But now she doesn't want to move at all, just want to sit here quietly, almost with a kind of self masochistic psychology, completely exposed herself to the cold wind, let the temperature pass in the body little by little.

It was getting darker and darker, and the sun split into two. She tried to open her eyes, and the darkness came like a tide, and she finally fainted.

Before she was in a coma, she thought to herself mockingly --

Ning Xuemo, are you expecting God Jiuli to pity you?

The corner of the lips raised a smile of satire, closed her eyes and met her with a long darkness.

I don't know how long I was in a coma, but Ning Xuemo finally woke up.

She is still the only one in the huge ice field. The cold wind is swirling around the body, as if trying to take away all the heat here.

Ning Xuemo lies on the ice and looks at the cold moon in the sky in silence.