Chapter 2022

His long hair was locked, and the rain flowed down his lapel. The clothes also clinged to him, and a puddle soon formed in the place where he stayed.

Ning Xuemo finally saw his face, and suddenly his heart sank!

His face is blue, even his lips are pale, which is abnormal.

He's really hurt! And the injury is not light!

Ning snow Mo heart suddenly a pain! It's like a needle.

For the first time, perhaps, he was so embarrassed in front of her that he retreated into the shadow.

However, Ning Xuemo holds his wrist. His body is stiff and he stops.

Ning Xuemo examined his pulse for a while, and got angry: "what are you doing when you are so hurt and raining heavily?"

"God Jiuli voice cold:" no reason why you run to the door to do

"I'm closing the door! The wind makes the door creak. It's uncomfortable. "

"It's better to be uncomfortable than to stand at the door and be hit by thunder?" "Can you live in peace? Stay in the house? "

When he talked, he went to close the door of the hall, close the door tightly, and close the wind and rain of the first hall.

When I turned around, I saw Ning Xuemo standing there, with big eyes flashing at him. He smothered: "you..." She's not dead yet? Still want to go out and be struck by thunder?

"This thunder is a plunder. It will kill if it's split......" He explained to her in a deep voice and didn't want to see her do anything stupid again.

"I didn't want to go out and be hit by thunder, I just went to close the door." Ning Xuemo can't help explaining.

God nine Li silent for a moment, did not speak again.

"Did you come back after hearing the thunder? You are for me... "

God Jiuli interrupted her with a cold voice: "I'm just afraid that this temple will be flooded by water." Turn around and walk towards the palace.

Ning Xue Mo sips her lips and follows her into the inner hall.

The inner hall is the real bedroom. Ning Xuemo was wet by the rain just now.

It's a strange heavy rain this time. When it's just drenched, it's just a little cold, but it's within the tolerance.

Now I don't know why it's getting colder and colder. The wet part of it looks like ice. It seems that it can drill into human bones along the wet clothes.

She couldn't help shivering!

She was only a little wet and then she froze like this. Then he was all wet

Ning Xuemo's eyes fell on him again. He was originally dressed in white. At the moment, there seemed to be a faint flash on the white clothes. It was like ice!

Without saying a word, she used her magic power to cover him and tried to dry him first.

But unexpectedly, a red light mask went up. After the red light dissipated, how could he be wet? Even the water was still dripping down.

How could this happen?

According to the truth, even if he just got out of the water, he could refresh him in a flash. How could it not work?

Does one's own skill decline?

Ning Xuemo doesn't give up, just about to use it again, but God Jiuli walks away: "don't be busy, this rain can't be dried by magic."

He went to the wardrobe, where there were several sets of laundryers.

It turns out that this Vatican Palace can also have such a personality under a rain.

Rather snow Mo clothing.

He was seriously injured and ran in the rain to get wet. I'm afraid that he could not get dressed alone

Ning Xuemo waves to create a big tub, which is full of heat.