Chapter 2597

But now I see that he is familiar with the handsome guys in my mind.

Is it a passer-by I knew fifty thousand years ago?

Ning Xuemo's memory of 50000 years ago is not very much, only those memories of passing through again, but the original memory of 50000 years ago is only fragmentary.

In these fragments, there are no such characters as junliuye.

A pair of snow-white sleeves stretched out to block Ning Xuemo's eyes. She looked up along the sleeves and saw Shen Jiuli's eyes, which were as deep as a lake. He sat there with one arm half holding his head. The sleeves just blocked Ning Xuemo's eyes, and the other finger was beating the beat.

Seeing Ning Xuemo looking at him, he said lazily: "it's better to listen to the flute sound than to look at it directly. Do you think so? "

Ning Xuemo's eyes are curved like crescent moon.

What God said is so magnificent, in fact, it's vinegar?!

She took one of his sleeves in her arms and said seriously: "well, what the God said is that when he plays the piano again, I just listen to him. I don't have to run to see him again."

Shenjiuli: "..."

Now Ji Yue is dancing with the sound of Xiao.

The moon in the sky is like a jade plate, and the snow peak on the ground is like crystal.

In the snow, Ji Yue is wearing a red skirt.

Wind blowing clothes fluttering, dancing figure like flying sky.

Spin, bend, turn The slender body turns into a variety of beautiful radians, and a pair of bright eyes reflect the moonlight like the broken crystal on the lake.

Ji Yue's dancing is very good, far beyond Jun Liu's expectation. He thinks he has never seen such a wonderful dance in his life.

His girl like a fire, a flower, slowly in the ice and snow in the open out of the coquettish, let him move his eyes.

She turned to him and around him for three times. He looked at her with a smile, the sound of the flute was quiet, and his eyes were doting.

"Ding!" The hairpin on her head suddenly slipped and fell on the ice ground, breaking several times.

The sound of Xiao was a little, and suddenly she stumbled into his arms.

He raised his arm to hold her, and suddenly his body stiffened, and the tip of a snow-white sword came straight out of his back.

The blood flowed out in a flash, which soaked his blue robe and dyed her finger holding the sword red

Ji Yue seemed to be stunned when she got the move. She looked at the little bloody hilt that had sunk into her opponent's body. Her fingertips trembled slightly, but she didn't retreat immediately.

A big hand came up and held her sword hand directly. She held it tightly. She suddenly looked up and was looking into his long and narrow eyes.

He still held the bamboo flute in his left hand and her palm in his right hand. He even held her. He didn't mean to let go of half the silk.

Of course, there is no intention to shoot her out, even his eyes are quiet, and there are not many waves: "Ji Yue You didn't lose your memory... "

Ji Yue's eyes slightly shrunk and suddenly looked up and laughed: "of course! JunLiu night, you also have this day! " She laughed happily, as if to block up the blocks in her heart these days.

Got it! She finally got it!

Finally kill this Shura! Finally killed the enemy who had destroyed her family! Finally let him pay his due price!

She should be happy. She should be happy. So the louder she laughs, the louder she laughs until her voice has changed sharply.