Chapter 1155 As Long as Your Heart and Soul

A short blade pierced straight into his heart.

There were two grooves on the body of the remaining knife, and a line of blood flowed down the groove quickly, and flowed into Xue Yimo's sleeve...

Ning Xuemo's heart fell into the icy water in an instant, and Xueyimo actually killed the Great God!

"You..." Shen Jiuli's dark blue eyes fell on the face of the woman in his arms like a stormy sea, seemingly disbelieving and disappointed...

He was still holding her, his palms clenched into fists behind her back, with a faint white light flickering, as if he wanted to do something, but he couldn't do it for a while.

Xue Yimo's face was white, and he didn't know whether it was because of injury or fear. He looked at him in his arms and said in a calm voice, "I said, I want your heart. You promise to give it to me too... I only want your heart Blood……"

"Then you...are all lies to me?" Shen Jiuli's face turned even paler.

Xue Yimo lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly, but her voice was calm: "Yes, it's all fake. Forget about me!"

With a flip of her hand, she put away the jade bottle for receiving blood, and then suddenly slapped his chest, sending his body flying...

"Don't!" Ning Xuemo, who had been patiently watching from the wall, yelled, feeling her heart ached as if she was about to turn over, and rushed over!

Everything disappeared suddenly, the blood-red sedan chair, the bleeding god, and Xue Yimo who suddenly turned his face disappeared like melting snow, not even leaving a shadow in her mind, all that was left was heartache!

Her heart really hurts!

It hurts like a knife is still stuck in there and never pulled out...

Ning Xuemo opened her eyes tremblingly, the foreground was a little blurry, she faintly saw a man in red clothes and black hair swaying in front of her.

When all the memories before coma came back, Ning Xuemo's body froze instantly.

If she remembered correctly, she fell into Xue Yilan's hands again!

The man shaking in front of him now should be him...

what is he doing !

"You... What are you shaking..." Ning Xuemo managed to utter a few words, probably because of her injury, her voice was very hoarse.

"Momo, you're awake." A hand stroked her forehead: "There's still some fever..."

Ning Xuemo shook her head, trying to push his hand away, but the force was too weak, obviously not achieving the effect, it was as if her head was rubbing against his palm.

Xue Yilan's gaze deepened, and a palm lightly pressed on her shoulder: "Momo, don't move, the wound will open..."

Wound? Ning Xuemo finally remembered the sword that Wumo stabbed her, her heart shrank, her eyes went dark, and she passed out again.

This time she didn't have any dreams, and she felt the pain in her heart even in a coma, and the pain made her faint even if she was dizzy.

She also woke up several times in the middle, but she was always drowsy, and most of them just opened their eyes in a daze and then fell asleep again.

Every time she wakes up, she will see Xue Yilan standing beside her, wiping the cold sweat from her forehead, healing her wounds, and talking to her.

His voice was intermittent in her drowsy ears, which made her a little tireless. When she woke up again, she couldn't help calling out: "Shut up--" This call probably affected the nerves in her body again. She was wounded by the sword, her heart suddenly hurt, and she fainted again.

Probably her cry had an effect, or it might be that she was too completely unconscious, and she didn't hear him speak later, and she felt that her ears were much clearer.