Chapter 1852

"My father..." Shennianmo left his mouth and his eyes were full of tears. He opened his arms to the figure: "father, hold nianmo..."

Bai Ze hurriedly grabbed him: "little master, this is an illusion of God, not a real person, he should have orders."

At last, the phantom spoke in a cool and indifferent tone: "is it really urgent? This clock is the heavenly one. Do not ring it at will. "

"My father, my mother is seriously injured. She's frozen all over. She can't wake up..." Shennianmo is still a child. He cried out, "father, please help your mother..."

The mirage of shenjiuli looks down slightly: "it's really urgent. You can use the hammer to knock three times on the left, right and left......"

"Father, will you save your mother?" If shennianmo wants to think he is crazy, he will stand in front of his eyes at the moment. He can't care about anything else. He opens his small hand and doesn't willingly rush at him

Once again, his body fell into the air. This time, he saw clearly that his small body passed through the body of the other party, rather than the other party dodged

"My father..." Shennianmo's voice was hoarse, and tears rolled in his big eyes.

The mirage of the God Jiuli disappeared. Bai Ze explained to the God nianmo, "little master, it's just a mirage set by the God Zun long ago. This clock is very important and can't be sounded easily. God is afraid that someone might accidentally wonder to ring this bell, so He is not a real man. The little master should ring the bell first to save people. "

Shennianmo: "..."

He wiped his eyes, recklessly knocked again and again. When the tenth bell rang, the big clock suddenly came out with a golden light. In the golden light, a person slowly showed his body shape from the clock

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The fire in the medicine smelting furnace is blazing, and there is a light smell of medicine filling the whole hall.

Ning Xuemo did not expect that God Jiuli actually took Xuemo to the medicine room.

Xiaoxuemo is seriously injured because she is possessed by the fire. Her meridians are broken in many places. But in spring, the medicine is still rampant in her body and runs into her blood. Once he releases his hand, those meridians still have to be broken. She may lose her life.

"God Jiuli, I am very you!"

"God Jiuli, you let me go..."

"God Jiuli, I feel sad, wuwuwu..."

For fear of her aggravation, shenjiuli dare not point her acupoints any more, so she just encircles her in her arms.

She blushed and scratched on him.

Shenjiuli should not only hold her, but also pay attention to the fire in the medicine furnace and the preparation of related herbs. It's a little hard work, and sweat is pouring out on her forehead.

"I'll refine the antidote for you. You should be obedient and bear it. It will be soon." He comforted her in his mouth.

Xiaoxuemo is still a little sober. The blood stains on her face have been cleaned by him, but her eyes are still bloody red. She is as clear as a gem, and she purses her mouth.

What these two people didn't expect was that the man was extremely domineering. Shen Jiuli prepared three or four antidotes for her to take one after another, but the effect was almost nil.

Xiaoxuemo's blood is boiling more and more. Her inexplicable desire makes her itch even in her bones.

Her mind finally fell into a state of semi confusion. All that remained was instinct. She unconsciously dawdled on her legs, and her body was entwined with Jiuli. It seemed that he had become the only source of her thirst. She rubbed on him like a snake: "hard I feel sick... "