Chapter 1197 Showdown
Just now she was sitting there full of happiness bubbles like a lady, and asked Shen Jiuli to take her as a painting, watching the person in the painting take shape little by little, the joy in her heart was almost overflowing.
Unexpectedly, Shen Jiuli, who had been concentrating on painting her a moment ago, suddenly turned around and attacked an elderly couple, even snatched the old woman and ran away...
Yunxi petrified in place for a full minute before she woke up again.
I vaguely remembered that Shen Jiuli also robbed an 'old lady' ten years ago...
Her expression darkened, she picked up the unfinished painting and rushed out.
There was only one teahouse left, looking at each other in blank dismay.
What's happening? ! Master Han Shanyue actually left behind his beautiful female companion, snatched an old lady and ran away? !
...
Shen Jiuli stopped in an open place, placed Ning Xuemo in a safe place, untied her acupuncture points, and was about to turn around when she pulled her sleeves suddenly. He doesn't like to be with strangers. Too many touches, but...
Shen Jiuli raised her eyebrows slightly, but after all, she didn't let go of her hand.
In the distance, Xue Yilan flew towards this side like a star bullet: "Put her down!"
Ning Xuemo glanced sideways at Xue Yilan who was rushing towards him, and then raised her eyes to Shen Jiuli, she didn't want to let go of his hand, lest in a blink of an eye it would be another ten years of separation...
However, it would be inconvenient for the Great God to fight with her in his arms.
She took a deep breath, and looked at the complex expression in his eyes, which seemed to contain a thousand words. Finally, her lips moved slightly: "Master...be careful." She hadn't spoken for a long time, and suddenly spoke , the tone is slightly weird.
Shen Jiuli suddenly had a sense of familiarity, but this feeling was fleeting. In the end, he pulled back his sleeves lightly, nodded slightly with a barely visible range, and turned to face Xue Yilan's stormy attack.
Xue Yilan was going crazy with anger, he would never forget the humiliation of being snatched from his hands.
What's more, this person has robbed him several times in a row!
As soon as he raised his hand, the bloody red mist poured in like a tide, and there was no living thing in the place where the red mist touched, and the flowers and plants were withering and rotting at a speed visible to the naked eye... In the red mist, there were faintly countless insects the size of rice grains moving...
Shen Jiuli's thin lips hooked slightly, and the jade flute in his hand rounded, a huge silver barrier appeared, protecting him, Ning Xuemo and Yun Xi inside, those red mist touched this barrier like touching Like strong sulfuric acid, there was a "stinging, stinging" sound, and the bugs fell down.
Shen Jiuli made a trick, and the clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds.
Then, countless thunderbolts fell from the sky, like a brilliant meteor shower, sparks splashed everywhere, and the intense white light when the lightning fell was as bright as day, piercing people's eyes, and the roaring in their ears was endless, Ning Xuemo There is a feeling of hundreds of atomic bombs exploding around me...
Xue Yilan's figure was erratic, and her speed reached the limit, so she managed to dodge these deadly lightning strikes...
But the number of these thunderbolts was too many, and they were arranged according to a certain formation. He was still hit by a few thunderbolts. Even though he had a body protection barrier, he was so shocked that he spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.
Xue Yilan's heart sank, and Shen Jiuli's skill seemed to have improved a lot, and now it seemed to be at its peak.
I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to fight, and it seems difficult to please me this time.
But to retreat now is to surrender Ning Xuemo...