Chapter 1317

She was so happy that she was about to double her speed, but Shen Jiuli gave her a quiet look, which made Ning Xuemo feel like she was splashed with cold water on a cold winter day, as if her hair was frozen.

God Jiuli finally lowered his eyes, which looked cold and cool: "you don't have to do meaningless struggle, it's useless." She had her acupoints re pointed.

"God Jiuli, what are you going to do?!" Ning Xuemo's voice trembled slightly, but he didn't know whether it was Qi or scare.

Although the strange behavior in his mind has had results, but this is too cruel, too cruel, Ning Xuemo can't believe it!

Even though he has no feelings for her now, she was his apprentice. If he killed her, he would give her a good time.

Should not treat her in such a cruel way

He won't do that to her! unable!

At this time, God Jiuli has carried her to the big Ding, and across a short distance, Ning Xuemo can feel the heat wave coming.

Her pretty face blushed a little, but her heart sank a little, as if to sink into the inferno.

What is he going to do?

The God nine Li silently holds her, the ice blue Mou son quietly looks at her, Ning Xuemo is seen by him creepily.

Then he stared at him unabashedly, his big beautiful eyes full of anger.

"Ning Xuemo, do you want to know about little apple and Hongti?" Suddenly nine li of God asked an irrelevant question.

But let Ning Xue Mo heart jump, open eyes: "where are they?"

Damn, there are so many things happening these days that she forgot those two little guys! With their feet, they should have come to mount Fulian long ago, right?

Hongti doesn't know the way, but little apple is familiar with the Lotus Mountain Gate. It should have come back long ago, but why didn't she come? Is there any accident?

No, the present god Jiuli has hardly seen the little apple. Hongti should have seen them for the first time. Now he knows their names and asks her.

Did they fall into the hands of Jiuli God?

"what did you do with them?"

God Jiuli did not speak, but covered her eyes with her hand gently, with a slight coolness. Some hoarse voice sounded in her ear: "snow clothes Mo, if you can come back, this seat will tell you their news!"

Ning Xuemo's heart sank suddenly, then her whole body was thrown up.

In the innumerable fire, she saw the cold look and pale face of shenjiuli, and then the scalding medicine came to drown her in all directions.

She wanted to struggle, but she couldn't move. She could only watch herself sink into the medicine soup and the oil purgatory.

Until it finally sank into the deep, no trace could be seen.

The top medicine soup of the tripod is rippling and rippling.

Ningxuemo has heard of eighteen layers of hell in some myths and legends, one of which is going through the fire and cooking oil. It is said that when people do evil, they will be fried and fried in the oil pan, but they will not die. They always bear it repeatedly and bear it again

She didn't know what she had done. She even tasted it when she was alive!

The taste of cooking oil! What it's like to live or die!

It hurts! The burning pain in the heart.

Her skin was intact, but every inch of flesh and blood seemed to be fried in an oil pan.