Chapter 1310

The cold wind rustled and danced her clothes, and she could not feel any warmth.

The cold air on the ice crept into her body, and her hands and feet were numb and stiff.

But she lay still. The cold moon flows frost, the cold moonlight flows all over her.

The cold purgatory night is extremely cold, almost one inch from the inside to the outside.

In the moonlight, her face was as white as snow, and the blood on her clothes was frozen together. It was hard and gave off hazy light under the moon.

There was not a trace of blood on the original cherry blossom like lips, and there was no trace of brilliance in the eyes that were always as black as stars. It seemed that no matter how brilliant the eyes were, they could not enter her eyes.

She lay still all night.

She had never thought that she would lie alone on the ice, watching the sunrise tear the darkness a little bit, rising slowly from the gap.

There was a ray of sunshine on her, on her pale face. She was gradually plated with a layer of golden light, and the whole person was dazzling on the ice, like a shining angel, but in her eyes, it was the coolness that the cold moon could not match last night.

The sun is getting stronger and stronger, but Ning Xuemo doesn't feel a trace of warmth. The cold enters the body as early as possible, just as the illness is terminally ill. Now the delayed sunshine doesn't play any role. Ning Xuemo looks at the clouds in the sky for a long time, and finally closes his eyes silently.

Since crossing, she has been striving to survive, and never despair when it's hard. Now she is full of despair

……

Pen broke another teacup.

Yelu Jingan did not know how many times he had cleaned the broken tea cups these days. He saw the Emperor 's more and more gloomy look, and his heart was full of uncertainty.

But some words he dare not ask, not to ask, so respectfully after cleaning the debris, he quietly walked out.

God Jiuli's face is getting worse and colder, and his anger is growing.

When he sealed her mind, he didn't do anything hard. As long as she made a little effort, she could rush away and meditate to keep out the cold.

But she did nothing. She lay on the ice recklessly. What is she?

Do you want to die?!

Looking at her body buried in the snow, his heart was irresistibly pulled into a mass.

……

When Ning Xuemo woke up again, it was the night again, but this time, the night was completely black. Last night, the cold moon disappeared.

She's been on her own for two days, almost stiff.

Ning Xuemo's heart finally calms down, and she can't turn over any waves. She just feels tired and extremely tired.

It seems good to sleep here.

These two days she lay motionless on the ground, almost buried by the snow, leaving only a pale and bloodless face exposed.

Ning Xuemo decides that she can't sleep. Maybe when she can't, she can go back to her own world No matter what happened to the birds in the world!

So after watching the sky for a while, she went to sleep again.

This time she had a dream.

Dream is a distant past life, is that rebellious, unrestrained and free agent old Daning Xuemo.

Ning Xuemo stands aside quietly, looking at his majestic and self-confident past life, and suddenly there is a trance in his heart.

Mingming is only ten years old, but Ning Xuemo feels a lot olde