Chapter 971 - It's a mess at best
Ning Xuemo never fought unprepared battles.
Of course, she's one percent unsure, but as an agent, sometimes you have to gamble!
With 99% certainty, she will naturally not let it go!
What's more, she did give him time, and he didn't count it very quickly......
She was getting more and more lawless in front of him!
is as powerful as a god Jiuli, and she is also a little helpless in the face of this. Glancing at her, "What about your temperament?" ”
She was now attached to him like a dogskin plaster, and she no longer kept a little distance from him as she used to.
"It's gone!" Ning Xuemo replied without hesitation, and instead hugged his arm: "Great God, the little Qilin is too unreliable, it's better for you to take me to Daliang City." You're also on the way anyway. ”
Shen Jiu Li was a little in a trance, and the appearance she held always gave him a sense of déjà vu.
It seems that a few years ago, she used to stay by her side so delicately, and she used to be so laid-back......
"If the little unicorn is reliable, you won't be so entangled in this seat, right?" Shen Jiuli looked at her with lowered eyes, very suspicious of this.
"How so? I still believe in the great gods. Ning Xuemo's tone was firm.
But she thought about it in her heart, if she didn't suffer so much on the back of the little unicorn, she might still want the great god to carry her, but she wouldn't risk it......
Shen Jiuli's eyes moved slightly, and the eyes that looked at her softened.
It's not easy to get her to believe it! God knows how much effort he put into making her believe again......
However, he still didn't plan to let her go: "Why don't you say goodbye?" ”
Ning Xuemo's eyes widened: "I left a letter!" "You can't say goodbye, right?
"Why don't you tell me face to face?" Shen Jiuli asked in a different way.
"You were practicing at the time, and my affairs were very urgent, I didn't want to disturb you, for fear that you would go ......mad," Ning Xuemo explained.
It turned out to be because of this.
The faint unhappiness in Shen Jiuli's heart finally flew away for most of it.
Looking at her hair that had been blown like a madman by the wind, and then at her little hands that had been cut by the wind, he sighed lightly, pulled her up and down and put it on the clouds under her feet: "Stand still! ”
Can this smoke-like cloud really stand? Ning Xuemo was very suspicious of this, and she subconsciously grabbed a corner of his sleeve: "It won't fall, right?" ”
"With this seat here, what are you afraid of?" Shen Jiuli simply pulled out his sleeve and glanced at her appearance with disgust: "You are as dirty as a flower child now, how can you be an apprentice of this seat?" ”
Ning Xuemo stood tremblingly on his cloud for a moment, although the cloud was soft, she felt very strong when she stepped on the soles of her feet. It seems to have been condensed by his magic.
She was finally relieved, and brushed her messy hair like a chicken nest with her hand: "I'm messy at best, but not dirty." ”
Her hand was caught by Shen Jiuli, and he didn't know where to find a bottle of ointment and smeared it on the bloody wound of her hand.
The ointment has the meaning of alcohol, and although it is cool, it is also a little stinging.
"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!" Ning Xuemo called unceremoniously. Hurriedly pulled his hand back.
But the little hand was held by him, where could she pull it back?
"Don't take risks if you know it hurts, this seat can't always save you in time." Shen Jiuli unceremoniously applied another layer of ointment to her wound. A little angry at her recklessness.