Chapter 1315

Even if she can't fight back, why does she have to do such useless work?

I just don't know how he'll kill her?

Now she has the level 9 mental power, which can be said to be the level of Su Daji, a thousand year fox spirit. It's not so easy to die.

God Jiuli moves forward a step, there is no emotion in the ice blue eyes, just like the most quiet and cold deep sea. At a glance, she feels endless cold.

Ning Xuemo watched him approach slowly, his heart hurt uncontrollably.

Still can't do it.

Can not do the heart to see once loved ones know themselves.

But what if you can't?

Revolt?

Lazy.

It's so tired. It's so tired to talk about a love. It's almost exhausted all her efforts.

She suddenly fixed to look at God Jiuli, eyes in the dark look: "before dying, can I ask for the last?"

God nine Li steps a meal, hand tight tight, tone has a little billows: "what?"

Ning Xuemo closed his eyes, and the voice without any emotion came quietly: "if you kill me, kill me thoroughly. It's better to be spirited. I don't want to reincarnate."

Living too tired, reincarnation too tired, if reincarnation is not careful to fall in love with him, it is more tired.

Now she just wants to sleep for a long time without knowledge and never wake up again.

And when nine leagues of God were stiff, they were there.

Half ring, his hand slowly ring on her delicate neck: "snow Yi Mo, I killed you, you will be sad?"

How can not sad?

Before he started, she was so distressed that she wanted to dig out her heart. If she did

Ning Xuemo gave a low smile.

Shenjiuli is always quick, accurate and ruthless.

I may be completely ignorant before I get hurt. That would be good.

Ning Xuemo opens his eyes, looks at the pretty face close by, smiles, stares at his ice blue eyes, and says: "not sad. Because I didn't love you. No matter last life or this life. " Her heart ached badly, but she seemed to abuse herself and insisted on saying it.

His spirit nine Li body suddenly a stiff, ring in her neck hand tight, his ice blue eyes seem to have a look of pain.

But Ning Xuemo didn't care anymore. She closed her eyes again and said softly, "let's do it."

The strength on her neck is getting bigger and bigger. Ning Xuemo feels that the air is black and oxygen is passing. Her pretty face is red, but as she said, she has no resistance at all.

The strength on the neck suddenly disappeared, a large amount of oxygen was sucked in, Ning Xuemo choked and coughed.

God nine Li ice eyes in obscure, see her look up to himself, he sighed, sleeve a flick, Ning snow Mo in front of a black, soft pour in his arms.

"Xueyimo, I really want to strangle you so directly." His voice whispered in her ear.

…

When Ning Xuemo woke up, she found that she was lying on a soft couch with some pain in her neck. She wanted to raise her hand and rub it, but she found that she was fixed.

God nine Li back to her, the body tall and straight, quietly stood in front of a huge tripod.

”Gulu, Gulu "

under the cauldron, there is a raging fire. The heart of the fireworks is full of purple, which is a real Three Flavor fire that can burn everything.

I don't know what's put in the tripod. It's bubbling, and at the same time, it's escaping the strong fragrance of medicine. Floating in the air.