Chapter 1854 Shen Jiuli, I Hate You

"Father..." Shen Nianmo twitched his small mouth, with tears in his eyes, and opened his arms towards the figure: "Father, hug Nianmo..."

Bai Ze hurriedly pulled him back: "Little master, this is the phantom of the god, not a real person, he should have orders."

The phantom finally spoke, and it was Shen Jiuli's usual cold and indifferent tone: "Is there really an emergency? This bell is the bell of heaven, and you should not ring it at will."

"Father, mother is seriously injured, her whole body is frozen, and she can't wake up..." After all, Shen Nianmo was still a child, so he cried out with a loud cry: "Father, save mother..."

The phantom of Shen Jiuli lowered his eyes slightly: "If there is an emergency, you can use the bell hammer to strike three times from the front to the back, from the left to the left..."

"Father, can you save my mother?" Shen Nianmo was going crazy thinking about him, and when he saw him, he was standing not far from her eyes, not caring about anything else, and opened her small hands unwillingly to him. jump on...

His body flew into the air again, this time, he clearly saw his small body pass through the opponent's body, instead of the opponent avoiding...

"Father..." Shen Nianmo's voice was hoarse, and tears were rolling in his big eyes.

The phantom of Shen Jiuli disappeared, and Bai Ze explained to Shen Nianmo: "Little master, this is just a phantom set by the god a long time ago. This bell is very important and cannot be struck easily. The god is afraid that someone will be curious about it unintentionally." Ring the bell, so...he is not a real person, the little master should ring the bell first to save people."

Shen Nianmo: "..."

He wiped his eyes, and knocked again and again desperately. After the tenth bell rang, the big clock suddenly burst into golden light, and a person slowly emerged from the bell amidst the golden light...

...

The fire in the refining furnace was raging, and a faint medicinal fragrance filled the entire hall.

Ning Xuemo did not expect Shen Jiuli to bring Xuemo to the medicine refining room.

Xiaoxuemo was seriously injured because of her insanity, her meridians were broken in many places, and Chun, the medicinal properties of the medicine were still raging in her body, colliding with her blood vessels, once he let go, those meridians would have to be broken, and her life might be lost to reimburse.

"Shen Jiuli, I love you!"

"Shen Jiuli, let me go..."

"Shen Jiuli, I feel bad, woo woo woo..."

Fearing that her injury would get worse, Shen Jiuli did not dare to touch her acupuncture points anymore, so he just held her in his arms with his arms.

Her little face was flushed red, and she scratched wildly at him.

Not only did Shen Jiuli have to hold her, but he also had to pay attention to the fire in the refining furnace and prepare related herbs.

"This seat will refine the antidote for you. Be good, bear with it, and it will be fine soon." He comforted her.

Xiaoxuemo was still a little awake, the blood stains on her face had been cleaned by him, but her eyes were still blood red, as clear as jewels, she squeezed her mouth tightly and endured it.

What these two people didn't expect was that the **** was extremely domineering. Shen Jiuli prepared three or four antidotes for her one after another, but the effect was almost ineffective.

The blood in Xiao Xuemo's body boiled more and more fiercely, and the inexplicable longing made her itch even in her bones.

Her sanity finally fell into a semi-confused state, and all she had left was instinct. She rubbed her legs subconsciously, and her body entangled with Shen Jiuli, as if he had become the only source of her thirsty state, and she was on him like a snake. Rubbing back and forth: "I'm uncomfortable...I'm uncomfortable..."