Chapter 1224 The Bed Has Collapsed, Bastard!

Shen Jiuli: "..."

Ning Xuemo waited on the spot for a long time, but she didn't hear Shen Jiuli speak again, and frowned again. Could it be that it's okay to hold her like this? What else does he want her to do?

Put her on the head? Why is he so difficult to serve? !

The fire in her heart seemed to come out again, so she looked up at him: "Master, do you have any other orders?"

Shen Jiuli said lightly: "Go down." After thinking about it, he added: "Endorse the book well."

This time Ning Xuemo deserved to be straightforward: "Yes, Master." Turning around and striding away.

After leaving the gate of the palace, Ning Xuemo felt that her breathing was finally a little easier, and when she was with Shen Jiuli, she felt that there was always a risk of suffocation.

After he lost his memory, his coercion became frighteningly low again... everything was back to the beginning.

Ning Xuemo sighed, does she have to start from the beginning?

The more she thought about it, the more chaotic her mind became. She shook her head, feeling that the road in front of her was swaying. She worked hard to suppress the dizziness and finally felt better.

Back in the room in the side hall, she threw the big book on the bed casually, and then threw herself on the bed.

How do you endorse a book when you are dizzy?

I should recite it after waking up, anyway, she has a good memory to recite it... Ning Xuemo thought in a daze while half dreaming and half awake.

Countless scenes flew by in the dream, full of illusion and warmth.

Taking advantage of her not paying attention, the great god above the ice field kissed her lightly, and then calmly said, "Wow."

Because of her destiny of being a lone star, she was at a loss, and when she was gradually disappointed in herself, he embraced her in his arms, stroked her head, and told her: "Xue Mo, don't be afraid."

On Tianyinya, during her parting kiss with him, he stood still in the wind and told her: "Xuemo, wait for me to return."

Bit by bit, it was all the sweetness between her and the Great God. Ning Xuemo stood quietly by the side, looking at those once warm and vivid pictures, she felt her heart start to ache again. How warm it was once, how sad it is now.

Why do people always think of the warmest and most beautiful memories when they are most frustrated?

The sweetness that used to be, has now become a gut-piercing poison, but she still enjoys it.

She held on to that warm memory and healed the wound in her sleep, and he forgot all about it outside the dream.

Ning Xuemo, who was sleeping, suddenly felt a strong sorrow flooding her like a tide, she wanted to cry out in grief, her heart seemed to be tightened by someone, she had no choice but to tremble in pain. Just like yesterday's unforgettable despair in Yunshui Lake.

Gradually, the sadness passed slowly, and she heard a voice sighing faintly in her heart: "Poor Momo, why do you..."

Ning Xuemo ignored her and slept peacefully, as if she had never had those dreams or heard her words...

Asleep, Ning Xuemo suddenly felt her eyes brighten up, and before she could react, she heard a loud noise.

What happened? She just wanted to get up, but found that her body suddenly tilted, and her whole body rolled down uncontrollably, then suddenly volleyed in the air, and then fell to the ground hard with a bang.

Ning Xuemo was completely awakened by the fall, and she jumped up in shock: "Who?" At the same time, she looked around. After seeing the surrounding situation clearly, Ning Xuemo was speechless.

My bed has collapsed, and the white light in the hands of the culprit has not dissipated...