Chapter 1392 She Untied His Clothes

She didn't give up, and went to the fantasy castle again, where it was also deserted, there was no one there, and there was still his breath in the air.

Xue Yimo sat blankly on that cloud bed for a while, his heart feeling empty, like stepping on the edge of a cliff, leaving only one heart falling towards hell...

Missing is like weeds, once it breeds, it will spread into disasters.

She began to use all kinds of connections to inquire about Shen Jiuli's whereabouts, but no one knew.

Shen Jiuli seems to have really disappeared in this world, and no one can find his trace or find his whereabouts.

Xue Yimo stood in the vast sky and earth, and for a moment he didn't know where to go.

The more she couldn't find her, the more she wanted to find it. In the end, she was looking like crazy, and she traveled all over the corners of the Three Realms.

She told herself that she just wanted to be sure whether he was dead or alive.

As long as he is alive, as long as he is sure that he is alive, she can leave with peace of mind.

Even if two people are against each other from now on, it is better to have a chance to meet each other than to have no hope at all.

Perhaps it was God who was grateful for her heart, and she finally got a piece of news that she didn't know whether it was true or not, that Shen Jiuli was brought back to the Qilin tribe by Longchuan...

After a lot of inconvenience and hardships for outsiders, she finally found the mysterious land of the Qilin tribe, and then sneaked in.

When she was with Shen Jiuli, she hid her own strength. In the eyes of the immortals, she was a seductive vixen.

Shen Jiuli also taught her a lot of kung fu during this year, such as the technique of breaking barriers, such as some cultivation techniques...

Other spells were of little use to her actions this time, but the technique of breaking the barrier finally allowed her to escape the inspection of the Qilin clan and quietly enter the most secret and core secret room of the clan.

Here she finally met the longing Shen Jiuli.

He lay there quietly, his face white and motionless.

She walked over slowly, trembling all over. She walked up to him step by step, then reached out tremblingly to check his breath.

The moment she touched his wrist, her heart sank into the ice abyss.

His body was cold and stiff, lying there like a statue, without any breath of life.

The outside rumors are not wrong, he is really dead!

Xue Yimo couldn't stand anymore, and fell down in front of his cold jade couch, holding his hand firmly with one hand, refusing to let go no matter what.

There were bursts of blackness in front of my eyes, and I couldn't breathe as if I was drowning...

She sat there for an unknown amount of time, and finally turned over and sat up as if she had suddenly realized something.

She unbuttoned his skirt, and saw the wound on his heart again, where there was a blood hole, and the heart inside was broken and barely formed...

She hugged his waist tremblingly, trying to pass the thought power on her body over, over and over.

Shen Jiuli had previously taught her how to heal the wounds of the sword, and even healed her with the power of thoughts.

The method she used was exactly what Shen Jiuli had taught her. Every time Shen Jiuli used it for her, she could see that her wound healed quickly.

After she learned it, she also looked for an opportunity to try it on Shen Jiuli. Seeing the small wound on his finger bitten by her healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, it showed that the technique she had learned was 'at home'.