Ning Xuemo's friends and subordinates must be very surprised and surprised when they see the appearance of her body, if they become vegetative, maybe someone will tell stories by her bedside to stimulate her cranial nerves, and wait for her to wake up

I slept and crossed, and I don't know if I will sleep and cross back one day.

Maybe she woke up over there, and everything here became Nanke's dream. It's just that her dream is too long. With her virtue of never remembering dreams, it is estimated that everything here will also dissipate in her mind, and she will not be impressed at all.

What emperors, what Sun and Moon Sects, what emperors and princes are all just passing by. She is still her own agent boss, leading a group of subordinates from birth to death

In this instant, her thoughts flew to a hundred and eight thousand miles away.

"The stars are beautiful," Dizun's cold voice sounded beside her again.

"Well, it's good." Ning Xuemo replied casually, and her thoughts obviously hadn't been pulled back yet. She has always liked to look at the stars, but it is a pity that in modern times, the neon lights of the city blurred the starry sky, and the feeling of tranquility was missing.

She occasionally goes to the mountains, and at night when there are no people in the mountains, looking at the starry desert sky will calm her impetuous heart.

Emperor Zun looked at her and saw that her eyes were still staring at the stars, and she looked like a fugue. Obviously, she didn't react to who was sitting next to her

It was the first time that Shen Jiuli had been ignored so completely, and his eyes flashed slightly: "What are you thinking?"

There was a strange hypnotic smell in his voice, like a hypnotist, which made people want to tell him the truth.

Ning Xuemo was in a fugue state again, naturally defenseless, and subconsciously spoke: "I arrived here in a daze when I was sleeping, maybe everything now is a dream of mine, and when I wake up from the dream, I will return to my own world and forget everything in this world."

Dreams are forgotten

Shen Jiuli's eyes darkened: "Forget me too"

"The most regrettable thing in my life is that I can't remember my dreams at all, I can't remember all my dreams, no matter how colorful and colorful my dreams are, no matter how bloody I am, as long as I wake up, I can't remember them at all" Ning Xuemo pouted in distress.

She has the strongest brain, super memory and analytical skills, but she can't remember any dreams, is it because God found that she was too smart, so give her a small flaw and don't let her be spicy

As soon as her voice landed, her palm suddenly hurt, as if she had been pricked with a needle, she shuddered, and suddenly came back to her senses, only to find that the emperor who was sitting next to her and chatting with her for a long time.

Her eyelashes fluttered, and she had a ghostly expression: "You scare me again, what are you doing with me?"

Shen Jiuli lowered his eyes and looked at her, and said seriously: "There is no mystery in this seat, I appear by your side openly." It's that you didn't notice. As for pricking you, well, it doesn't hurt you to prick."

Ning Xuemo looked at him viciously: "Of course it hurts or not, let me stab you" Until now, her palm was still a little hot

A smile seemed to flash at the corner of Shen Jiuli's lips, and he raised his hand to rub her head: "It's good to know that it hurts, and knowing that it hurts proves that it's not a dream." It doesn't hurt to be pricked in a dream. This seat is just a proof to you that you are not dreaming. ”

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