Chapter 1400

After that, she held her breath and looked at Jiuli, just like the last straw, hoping for a miracle.

Half a sound, there was no movement. Shen Jiuli was still lying there quietly, without any sound.

It's useless. It's all useless!

All that she did was useless!

Snow clothes road decadent sit down, looking at God nine Li Leng God, eyes full of despair and loss.

Xueyimo sat in the quiet room for several days. She seemed to be a soulless doll. She had all the strength and could only sit there.

During this period, Longchuan came with a lot of people. The people he brought one by one are old and have identity one by one.

In the end, he even invited the young master of the Dragon nationality, the man with the highest traditional Chinese medicine in the three realms.

But they said there was no way.

In the end, the young leader of the dragon family sighed and said an ancient secret skill: "if the witch who killed emperor Zun exiled herself in the most impoverished place, and then committed suicide there, and endured the consequences that every future life is a ghost and a lonely star, then she can make a wish. If she happens to wish emperor Zun to wake up, then this wish can be realized Of course, there are other things needed. Alas, it's useless to talk about this method... "

Longchuan left disappointed again.

After they left, snow clothes Mo Leng for a long time of God, the old man's words echoed in his mind.

After a long time, she got up and looked at the God Jiuli lying there.

She used her eyes to describe his natural and human face again and again, and finally showed a wry smile.

She leaned over and kissed Jiuli. Her lips were as cold as ice, but she kissed her.

One kiss separated, her eyes full of determination: "Jiuli, I will let you wake up..."

Turn around and leave, run to her destiny

……

Ning Xuemo finally takes back her hand, her body is slightly trembling, and the strong sadness of the previous life always covers her heart, which makes her unable to slow down for a while.

She looked down at the coffin. Her heart ached even more. She took a sip of her mouth and opened the coffin as soon as she brushed her sleeve.

Sorrow came on my face.

In the coffin lies a young girl in red, her skin can be blown and broken, her eyes are slightly closed, and her thick curled eyelashes are like a small fan.

There is a sword in her chest. It's the sword that killed the gods. Her clothes are soaked in blood, and it looks more gorgeous.

Xueyi LAN suddenly shakes her body when she sees the girl. Her face is pale. He wants to shout "Mo Mo", but she swallows it back.

In the heart of the fierce pain, the previous life, his stranger is so determined to die?

Ning Xuemo looks at himself in his previous life, a little distracted.

She didn't know how to react.

The true memory is restored. The sadness, anger, despair and confusion of xueyimo rush into her heart like a torrent, which submerges her whole person. Her emotions are too much, too miscellaneous and too confused, but there is no emotion on her face.

It turned out that his previous life was so miserable.

It turns out that it wasn't the great God and the snow clothes that killed her, but the snow clothes LAN.

It turns out that after she killed the great God, he never woke up.

It turns out that the fate of his celestial ghost lonely star is due to the curse of the previous life.

Everything has an answer.

Ning Xuemo was silent for a long time, standing there like a sculpture, motionless and silent.

Half a sound, she finally moved, sleeves a flick, the coffin suddenly started a huge fire.