As time went by, sandalwood was burning slowly, and a few strands of black gas suddenly rose in the big tripod, and the surface of the micro swing began to billow. The billow was getting worse and worse, and the water surface was bubbling with bubbles, which became more and more urgent, as if boiling, as if something was going to rush up.
Evil spirit!
Shen Jiuli's face sank. He raised his hand, and a fire light came out. The three real fires "roared" and became more vigorous.
There was a shrill scream in it. The fire in the village was suddenly strong. The border of little Lori broke several layers in a moment. The golden charm was more dazzling.
its body was not twisted as it looked. It was sweating frequently. Finally, it could not help screaming: "God Jiuli, you can't die! God Jiuli! "
Little Lori's voice has become substantive, and it comes straight out of Ning Xuemo's abdomen. It is sharp and dull, and resounds in the hall.
Shenjiuli looks colder. A blue light comes out and goes into the medicine soup.
Ning Xuemo was already faint, but suddenly felt that she fell into the ice hole in an instant. She was almost frozen by the cold. The thread of ice flowed through her blood vessels. Where it passed, her blood vessels almost cracked, and finally flowed into her Dantian.
The red instant that just congealed in her eyes dissipated, and became the black pupil. There was clear pain in her eyes.
What does he want to do? Does the heat and cold kill her?!
Little Lori in the Dantian felt ice slowly under her feet. The fire was in front of him, but he was shivering with cold. His feet were frozen and could not move a step.
I can only watch the border break one by one. The light of fire reflected on its pale face, clearly reflected its frightened look. She shouted in ningxuemo's mind: "stranger! Mo Mo, please! Please ask him! Don't ask us to die! "
Ning Xuemo was as pale as snow because of the ice. She clenched her teeth and closed her eyes to say no! Even if I die, I will never ask him for a word! "
When Ning Xuemo didn't speak, little Laurie began to shout. Her voice was similar to Ning Xuemo's voice, and she kept screaming: "master, I'm in pain! Master, please, please let me go... "
Shen Jiuli's body swayed and looked at the boiling cauldron. He was ruthless, and another fire was shining.
"Ning Xue Mo" a shrill scream, she suddenly sobbed: "God, how can you do this to me, God..." The voice is very similar to the original sound of Ning Xuemo.
The body of God Jiuli swayed slightly. He tried to stabilize his mind and set up a border over the tripod with his backhand to stop the voice coming from inside.
His body was trembling slightly. He looked back at the sandalwood burning quietly beside the table. His heart was tight, and there was another half
The medicine soup in the medicine tripod has been constantly churning, but there is no black gas.
But gradually, the medicine soup began to calm down a little bit, and the mind power in Ning Xuemo's body in the medicine tripod went crazy, and finally broke the acupoint of shenjiuli.
In her eyes, the red light loomed, and she jumped up violently to escape from the nightmare like tripod. She hit the border fiercely and was bounced back to the tripod. The scalding medicine juice submerged her again.
When Jiuli saw the figure, he was shocked by his heart and soul, and his blood was constantly surging in his chest, which he forced to suppress.
Xuemo, insist! We must stick to it