Chapter 1209

The child's voice chuckled: "Momo, are you trying to convince me or yourself?! Is forgetting a reason? Could it be that in the name of forgetting, you can wantonly hurt you and be forgiven? Momo, are you really Do you think so? Listen, your heart is crying...you cry so loudly...can't you hear it?"

Ning Xuemo took a deep breath, suppressed the emotions that began to churn again, and said coldly: "Get lost!"

The child's voice laughed like a little angel: "Momo, do you still remember how Shen Jiuli treated you tenderly in Luoyinya ten years ago? Kiss you tenderly and tell you, wait for him to come back... now What? You waited for ten years, what did you wait for?"

Ning Xuemo's hands trembled slightly, her heart seemed to be tightly clenched by a big hand, and it was difficult to breathe.

That voice was full of temptation and innocence: "Momo, this world is too tiring...this emotion is too tiring...give up...let me help you? Become a demon...you won't be so tired if you become a demon ..."

Ning Xuemo closed her eyes, feeling tiredness creeping up her whole body.

Not only the body, but also the mind.

She is really tired.

Will becoming a demon really stop being tired...

This thought flashed across Ning Xuemo's mind, she was startled, and suddenly snapped the thought out of her mind.

Can't! She must not become a demon!

There was a soft sigh in my ear, and the child's voice seemed to be filled with pity: "Momo, why are you doing this... Who are you standing up for? For God Jiuli? You are so stupid..."

Ning Xuemo tried hard not to listen to her words, but the voice sounded like a devil again: "Momo, shall we make a bet? When will the God of Gamblers, Jiuli, unlock your acupoints..."

Ning Xuemo said coldly: "I don't gamble. Whether I win or lose, it's not good for me."

The voice giggled, with a hint of temptation in its tone: "Momo, if I lose, I will be silent forever...and if you lose, you will be enchanted. Is this fair?"

Ning Xuemo's tone was more mocking: "I refuse, I don't believe you will fulfill the bet, why should I bet with you?"

The child's voice became more cheerful, as if he was happy for knowing some secret: "Momo, this is not the real reason, you and I both know... the real reason is that you are not sure whether Shen Jiuli will come or not. Right? Momo, you are already disappointed in him, aren't you?"

Ning Xuemo felt a sudden pain in her heart, as if someone was holding her heart tightly, she said coldly: "Shut up!"

The child's voice laughed more cheerfully, laughing unscrupulously: "Momo, I hit the mark, right? I am you, and you are me. If you really don't have these thoughts, how would I know? Momo, I know your heart better than you, and I am more honest than you..."

Ning Xuemo took a deep breath, forced herself to calm down, and said with a frosty face, "I said, shut up! If you say one more word, I will destroy my dantian and die with you. "

Tong Yin laughed a few times and finally stopped talking.

Ning Xuemo opened her eyes and watched quietly as the sky outside gradually darkened.

The moon rose little by little, hanging high in the starry sky, and the moonlight flowed down Ning Xuemo's body slowly like water.

The night was getting darker and colder, and the clothes seemed to be stained with water vapor, making it icy cold against the skin.

She seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, her face was pale, her lips were slightly blue, her eyes were dark and without any emotion.