Occasionally, when shenjiuli is happy, he will fish for her, comb her hair, cook all kinds of delicious food for her, and even pour out two kitchen knives for cutting vegetables and meat

That's the real couple's life. There's only one word for that time - honey sauce.

The happy life fragment is like the movie which the fast lens plays, a section deducts the past, Ning Xuemo almost indulges in that kind of life.

Of course, Ning Xuemo also feels that she is wandering outside. For example, although she is incarnated as xueyimo, she has never been able to feel her mood. She always feels that xueyimo seems to have a lot of worries, but she hides it well, and she can't see it at all.

Finally one day, shenjiuli received a message from his disciples. The angel of the fairyland asked him to see him. He said that the evil ancestors led the demons to invade the fairyland. He asked the God Zun to kill the evil ancestors again to kill the three realms.

"Can you not go?" Xueyimo holds his arm and obviously doesn't want him to go.

God Jiuli rubbed her hair: "I owe fairyland two times, and I have paid it back once, this is the last time. Wait for me here, I'll be back in half a day. "

"Then I'll go too!" Snow clothes road attitude is firm.

God Jiuli looks at her, as if she wants to see something in her eyes. Her eyes are clear and more transparent than crystal. She insists: "I must go!"

"Good." "God nine Li finally promised her:" you clean up, this seat is waiting for you outside

After Jiuli, the God of xueyimo, went out, he began to quickly clean up the things in the castle. He soon cleaned up the inside and outside, even put the two kitchen knives away and put them inside. After a pause in the room, he turned around and strode out

In the dark, dark clouds,

in a wilderness, people from the two realms of immortals and demons are fighting fiercely.

The Qin sound came from the red sedan chair in the last team of the magic soldiers. It was like the sickle of death flashed by. The people sacrifice in the fairyland tried to resist all kinds of magic weapons, but they were still forced to step back. Some of them were weak. The magic sound directly smashed the magic weapons, and the people also turned into flying ashes

When snow clothes Mo accompanies God Jiuli to arrive, what sees is precisely this scene.

God Jiuli sits upright in the air. With a wave of his hand, a piano appears on his knee. After a few clanks, he hands in the magic sound

Xueyimo also sits beside shenjiuli. She looks down at everything below and the bloody sedan chair in the distance. She tightens her lips without saying a word. Of course, she has no action.

This time, the magical sound is very strong, several levels higher than that played by xueyimo. It's just like nine Li.

The two kinds of music collide and stick in the wilderness. Even the calm air is broken by the music. The dark clouds in the sky rotate like crazy.

Xueyimo seems to be shocked by two kinds of piano sounds. Her face is slightly pale. She leans against Jiuli on the cloud.

Shen Jiuli glanced at her in the playing, then slightly twisted his eyebrows, fingers in the air, and set a border around the snow clothes.

He did protect the snow clothes in it, but because of this, he was a little distracted, and was attacked by the evil voice. His body was slightly shocked and hurt. Blood oozed out of the arm.

"Jiuli, you are hurt!" Xueyimo is pale, so he is going to catch his arm.

"Don't move, you're good." As soon as the sleeve of God Jiuli's clothes is brushed, the wound on the arm will automatically start to heal.