Chapter 1311

Looking at myself at that time, I only feel young and frivolous.

Why on earth did she look like this?

Has become this picture Ning Xuemo's own disgust appearance?

Perhaps everyone in the world has a yuan rob, live, but die.

Jiuli is the greatest disaster in her life.

If she can pass the past, she will go far away. From then on, there will be no intersection.

If she can't pass, she will be buried under the snow. From then on, the world has nothing to do with her and will sleep forever.

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On the third day, Ning Xuemo finally sat up and meditated quietly.

She thought, she must break away from this cold hell, and then break off the relationship with God Jiuli, and then walk away smartly and never come back.

After three days of stagnation, the mind began to move a little bit, and rushed away from the frozen blood. This process was like a thousand ants biting their hearts. It was so painful and itchy that Ning Xuemo bit his lower lip so as not to make a sound.

It's enough to be pitiful. If you shout again, you'll be pitiful?

She would rather not be pitied.

The more painful it is, the more she accelerates her mental conflict and makes herself more painful. Ning Xuemo falls into a kind of self masochistic pleasure.

She almost fainted from the pain, but she tried to stay awake. There was only one idea in her mind: "Ning Xuemo, this is the price of your falling in love with God Jiuli! The price of falling in love with a god! "

The more painful, the more awake!

She was sweating all over. Her clothes were soon soaked. The cold wind blew. Her clothes froze again. They were tightly attached to the skin, almost freezing her whole body.

She worked hard day and night, and finally dredged all the frozen blood. The mind power is lively again.

But she had too much pain - as soon as she stopped exercising, all the pain came up. She was rolling on the ground in pain, sweating and sweating. Her eyes were dazed and black. Her muscles were twitching unconsciously. At last, she fainted in pain.

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Shen Jiuli looks at the girl in pink who is unconscious in the mirror and slowly tightens her hands.

She has been in a coma for a day and a night. Even in a coma, her muscles often twitch unconsciously, and then she tightens into a ball, like a baby's posture in the mother's body, tightly protecting herself and isolating herself from the outside world.

The pain of breaking the blood is not something that ordinary people can hold on to, but she not only holds on, but also keeps silent.

She didn't say a word, even though she was rolling with pain.

The girl in the mirror suddenly faints a golden light, which is a little strong

As soon as God nine Li's face changed, he was stiff there. A moment later, his figure flashed like a white lightning bolt and rushed out.

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Ning Xuemo is awakened by the sharp pain.

She felt that she was about to explode, and her mind was frantically running in her body, expanding and oppressing her blood.

Are you possessed by the fire?

Ning Xuemo's face was bloodless with pain. She wanted to shout and roll, but she could not move as if she had been set there.

I can only watch my inner world collapse and fall apart.

She has never experienced such a strong pain, which is better than the one ye qingluan used to whip her soul away.

Ning Xuemo doesn't know what's wrong with her. She looks at her skin inch by inch. It's transparent and emits dazzling golden light from the gap.

It's like a cracked pot