Chapter 781 Cold…… Cold Great God

The holding space is very evil, even if you strip him naked, you can't find it. When you want to get something, you must come by yourself.

Ning Xuemo knew that there should be a lot of things in the Dizun Nawu space, otherwise he would not be able to change things at any time.

What she didn't expect was that Emperor Zun would still carry bedding with him at all times...

No wonder he can go wherever he goes, it's so convenient to have this storage space!

She was lying there on her back, surrounded by that high god, which made Ning Xuemo feel like she was dreaming.

Before going to bed, she was still guarding him in the ice shell, feeling fearful and anxious in her heart, the indescribable loneliness and desolation in this hall.

Now Emperor Zun woke up and lay beside her, even if the two of them were silent, her heart was strangely quiet.

There is a quiet and serene space between heaven and earth.

They could hear each other's breathing, and they could hold each other's hand as soon as they reached out. The distance between them made her feel safe.

"Did you have a nightmare just now?" After an unknown amount of time, Emperor Zun broke the silence and spoke.

Ning Xuemo was stunned, then shook her head: "No?"

"You called Xue Yilan just now." Emperor Zun's voice was unhurried.

Naturally, he wasn't jealous at this time, he knew exactly how much this girl hated Xue Yilan.

Calling out in a dream can only be because he was frightened...

Ning Xuemo thought about it, she couldn't remember her dreams all the time, this time it was blank, and she couldn't remember anything.

She shook her head: "I forgot... I never remember it in my dreams."

Emperor Zun's eyes deepened slightly: "You can't remember any of your dreams?"

"Yes, I never remember it. I forget it when I wake up." Ning Xuemo replied casually. She has been like this since she was a child, and she is used to it.

Emperor Zun didn't speak any more, but clasped her pulse door with his hand.

It is normal for people not to remember most of their dreams, but they will occasionally remember a few.

It's rare for someone like Ning Xuemo who can't remember anyone.

Could it be that there is something wrong with her soul?

The moment he caught her wrist pulse, he suddenly remembered that he had lost a lot of power now, and he didn't have the power to detect the soul for a while...

Her wrist was delicate and smooth, Emperor Zun originally wanted to withdraw his hand, but at this time he didn't want to withdraw it, so he just held her without saying a word.

At first, Ning Xuemo thought that he was checking her pulse, and although she felt a little strange when she had physical contact with him, she still let him keep it honestly.

Later, I saw that he didn't leave after he finished exploring his veins, but instead held her hand and didn't move and didn't speak.

His palm was dry and warm, which was obviously the temperature of a normal person, but Ning Xuemo felt a little hot for no reason, which made her body hot for no reason.

She wanted to withdraw, but Emperor Zun held her hand tightly, and she couldn't withdraw if he didn't let go.

Forget it, it's just a handshake, she doesn't have to care.

Although she thought so in her heart, she was still a little nervous in her heart, and there was a little silence between the two of them.

Ning Xuemo closed her eyes slightly, and looked up at the starry sky. Such a good day always makes people feel soft.

"Regal..." she opened her mouth to break the silence.

"You still call me Di Zun now?" Di Zun asked her back. The eyes are slightly shining, and the picturesque eyebrows are as handsome as heaven and man under the starlight.

Ning Xuemo paused, knowing that there was no way to escape: "Han... Master Han..." Since the other party insisted on revealing this identity, it would be useless for her to escape.