Chapter 898

Ning Xuemo's sworn friends, they must be surprised to see her body, right? If she becomes a vegetable, maybe someone will tell stories beside her bed to stimulate her brain and nerves, and wait for her to wake up

I'm going to sleep through it. I don't know if I'll sleep through it one day.

Maybe when she woke up there, everything here became a dream. But her dream is too long. With her virtue of never remembering a dream, it is estimated that everything here will dissipate in her mind, without any impression at all.

What emperor Zun, what sun and moon sect, what emperor and Prince It's all just passing by. She is still her own spy boss, leading her subordinates to die

In this moment, her thoughts flew to 188000 miles away.

"The stars are beautiful?" Emperor Zun's cold voice rang again on her side.

"Well, it looks good." Ning Xuemo answers with a smooth tongue, and his thoughts are obviously not pulled back. She always likes to see the stars, but it's a pity that the neon lights in the city blur the starry sky and reduce the quiet feeling.

Occasionally, she would go to the mountains. In the night when there was no one in the mountains, watching the stars all over the vast sky would calm her restless mind.

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

For the first time, Shen Jiuli was ignored so thoroughly. His eyes flickered slightly: "what are you thinking?"

His voice has a strange hypnotic taste, like a hypnotist, making people want to tell him the truth.

Ning Xuemo is in a state of trance again. Naturally, he is unprepared. He subconsciously opens his mouth: "I came here when I was confused in sleep. Maybe everything is a dream for me now. When I wake up, I will go back to my own world and forget everything in the world..."

Dream?! forget?!

God Jiuli eyes light dark down: "forget me?"

"The most regrettable thing in my life is that I can't remember the dream at all. I can't remember all the dreams. No matter how colorful they are or how bloody they are, I can't remember them at all as long as I wake up..." Rather snow Mo rather distressed ground skimmed a mouth.

She has the strongest brain, strong memory and analytical ability, but she can't remember any dreams. Is it because God found that she was too smart, so he gave her a little regret? Don't make her spicy perfect?

Her voice just fell to the ground, and her palm suddenly hurt, like a needle. She shivered and suddenly returned to her mind. Only then did she find the emperor sitting beside her and chatting with her for a long time.

Her eyelashes vibrated for a moment, with a ghostly expression: "you're haunting me again! What are you doing for me? " It hurt so much!

God Jiuli looked down at her and said earnestly: "this seat is not haunted. I'm just here for you. You didn't find out. As for stabbing you, well, does it hurt? "

Ning Xuemo looked at him viciously: "of course it hurts! If you don't believe me, let me stab you! " Until now, her palm is still hot!

There seems to be a smile on the lips of shenjiuli. She raised her hand and rubbed her head: "it's good to know the pain. Knowing the pain proves that it's not a dream. It doesn't hurt in a dream. This seat just proves to you that you are not dreaming. "