Chapter 1285 Ning Xuemo, Did You Worship Him? !

His figure flipped several times in the air, and finally got rid of the tracking of those debris.

He fluttered down on a piece of bluestone, and when he looked up again, his fingers suddenly clenched!

God Jiuli!

It's God Jiuli again!

Is this god haunted? !

Shen Jiuli was standing not far away in fluttering white clothes. His face was as sinking as water, and his eyes were like the sea in the dark night. The outside was calm, but the inside was turbulent.

When Ning Xuemo saw him for the first time, her heart beat wildly, she opened her mouth, and the word 'Great God' almost blurted out.

While breathing a sigh of relief, joy, excitement, sadness, grief, resentment... all kinds of emotions intertwined into a torrent in her heart, and even she herself couldn't tell what she was feeling at the moment.

She stood there, momentarily forgetting how to react.

Shen Jiuli glanced at her, this glance was like ice and snow, which made Ning Xuemo shudder, and half of the joy and excitement ran away--

"Shen Jiuli, what are you doing here again? Are you going to be our wedding witness?" Xue Yilan finally came to her senses after the initial shock.

"Where is the wedding?" Shen Jiuli asked coldly.

Xue Yilan: "..." The wedding hall he carefully arranged has been blown to the point that there is not even a piece of dross left.

"Shen Jiuli, so what if you destroyed my wedding hall? She and I have already worshiped each other! She is already my wife..." Xue Yilan wanted to pull Ning Xuemo over as soon as she raised her hand.

Before Ning Xuemo could react, Shen Jiuli flicked his sleeves, and the thin thread in Xue Yilan's palm was cut off at the waist before Ning Xuemo's arm was caught.

Ning Xuemo also took a step back. She frowned when she heard Xue Yilan's words, and was about to say that he was talking nonsense, but when she raised her eyes, she met Shen Jiuli's.

"Ning Xuemo, did you pay homage to him?" Shen Jiuli's voice seemed to be filled with icicles, which made people's hair chill.

In particular, the three-character 'Ning Xuemo' was yelled even harder, without any warmth.

Ning Xuemo's mind flashed the image of Shen Jiuli and Yun Xi cuddling each other, her heart was blocked, she embraced her arms, leaned on a big rock and didn't speak, and felt uncomfortable with Shen Jiuli's question. ignore.

Is it related to who she worships with?

Shen Jiuli's complexion was even worse!

He rushed to two games in a row today, and there are still two happy halls!

But it's been a few days since I saw her, and she almost went to court with two men! Can't she be more peaceful? !

Xue Yilan keenly sensed the turbulent undercurrent between the two people, and she was overjoyed: "Momo, come here, you are already my wife, so don't be afraid of him anymore."

Ning Xuemo glanced at Shen Jiuli, his face was full of rain, the sky became darker, and the fog around him became thicker.

"She's not your wife! My disciple of Shen Jiuli will never marry a demon!" Shen Jiuli said every word, and suddenly waved his sleeves, and Ning Xuemo, who was standing beside the wall, was suddenly covered with a cover.

Huh? !

what is this?

At this moment, Ning Xuemo felt as if she was locked in a transparent bottle.

She was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously touched the wall of the cover, which was also as slippery as a bottle...

"Let go of her!" Xue Yilan was furious, and rushed towards her, a shining golden light hit the cover directly.

"Pfft!" With a muffled sound, the golden light disappeared, and the cover did not even move.

"Shen Jiuli, we have already worshiped, even if you don't admit it, she is still my wife! You can't break us up!" Xue Yilan was furious.