Chapter 1313 He Is the Biggest Catastrophe in Her Life

Looking at myself at that time, I only feel youthful and frivolous.

Why did she become like this?

Become this look that Ning Xuemo himself dislikes?

Perhaps every person in the world has a Yuan Kalpa, if he passes it, he will live, but if he fails it, he will die.

Shen Jiuli is the greatest disaster in her life.

If she can get through the past, she will go far away, and from then on, mountains and rivers will be far away, and there will be no intersections at the ends of the world.

If she can't get over it, she will be buried under the snow. From then on, this world has nothing to do with her, and she will sleep forever.

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On the third day, Ning Xuemo finally sat up and meditated quietly.

She thought, she must rush out of this icy purgatory, and then sever ties with Shen Jiuli, and then walk away in a cool way, never to come back.

The thought power that had been stagnant for three days began to circulate little by little, bit by bit to break through the frozen blood. This process was like ten thousand ants biting the heart, and the pain was so severe that Ning Xuemo bit her lower lip tightly to prevent herself from making a sound. .

It was already pitiful enough, but wouldn't it be even more pitiful if she screamed again?

She, Ning Xuemo, doesn't need to be pitied.

The more it hurts, the more she speeds up the collision of thoughts, making herself more painful, and Ning Xuemo falls into a kind of masochistic pleasure.

She was so painful that she almost passed out, but she tried to stay awake, and only one thought frantically swiped the screen in her mind: "Ning Xuemo, this is the price you pay for falling in love with Shen Jiuli! The price for falling in love with a god!"

The more it hurts, the more awake you are!

Cold sweat was pouring out all over her body, and her clothes were soon drenched. The cold wind blew through, and the clothes froze again, sticking tightly to her skin, almost freezing her whole body.

She practiced for a day and a night, and finally dredged all the frozen blood vessels. The power of thought circulated lively again.

But she was in too much pain—as soon as she stopped doing the exercises, all the pain came together. She rolled on the ground in pain, cold sweat continued to flow down, her vision was blurred, blackened in bursts, her muscles were twitching unconsciously, and finally, she passed out from the pain.

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Shen Jiuli looked at the unconscious girl in pink in the mirror, and slowly tightened her hands.

She has been in a coma for a day and a night. Even in a coma, her muscles often twitched unconsciously, and then she curled up into a ball tightly, just like the posture of a baby in the mother's womb, tightly protecting herself and isolating herself from the outside world.

The pain of forcibly breaking through the blood is not something ordinary people can endure, but she not only persisted, but also kept silent.

Even though she was writhing in pain, she didn't make a sound.

A golden light suddenly fainted from the body of the girl in the mirror, and the golden light became stronger and stronger...

Shen Jiuli's complexion changed, and he froze there. After a while, his figure flashed, like a white lightning, he rushed out.

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Ning Xuemo woke up in severe pain.

She felt that she was about to explode, and the thought power was scurrying wildly in her body, expanding continuously, oppressing the blood vessels.

Is this a madness?

Ning Xuemo's face was pale with pain, she wanted to yell and roll all over the floor, but she seemed to be locked there, unable to move.

I can only watch my inner world collapse and fall apart little by little.

She had never experienced such intense pain, it was worse than the time when Ye Qingluan used the whip to scatter her soul.

Ning Xuemo didn't know what was wrong with her. She saw that her skin was cracked inch by inch, transparent, and dazzling golden light radiated from the cracks.

It felt like a porcelain jar cracked everywhere...