Chapter 870 Can't Tell the Truth From the Fake?

Ning Xuemo also went all out: "You really want me to tell?"

"Of course! All!" Emperor Zun was not polite.

All right! Ning Xuemo was sitting there full of anger, and immediately said: "You let me go through the barrier alone in the Misty Illusion, and almost died under the claws of that yawn. This is making things difficult. Let me pass six levels in a row within six hours! You are still embarrassing me at each level, in order to eliminate me, you do not hesitate to hide in the dark to help Feng Jiaxin! In the sixth level, you plotted against me again and knocked me out , if I hadn't woken up in time, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to break through the sixth level! Is this considered to be making things difficult? Just now, Feng Jiaxin's skill has almost doubled. Do you dare to say that you are not behind it? !"

Emperor Zun's eyes darkened: "Were you hurt by the Yazi beast?" He slid down suddenly.

The green vine whip trembled slightly, and Ning Xuemo screamed in fright: "Don't move!"

Emperor Zun's body suddenly stopped moving. He held the green vine with one hand, which was half a body higher than her. He was not close to Ning Xuemo, and there was an arm's distance between them.

Ning Xuemo took a deep breath: "I know, I, Ning Xuemo, are just a small shrimp in the eyes of people like you, who can be killed easily. Don't worry, I won't tell outsiders that you are a stand-in. I will rot in my stomach when you make things difficult for me, and I won't mention it to anyone..." She is still too weak now, as the saying goes, her arms can't twist her thighs, and she won't try her best to reveal his identity. That doesn't do anyone any good.

She will be silenced, and if the news of Emperor Zun having a substitute is spread, it will definitely be a bloodbath, and it will also bring countless troubles to Shen Jiuli...

"Ning Xuemo--" Emperor Zun slid down another inch, and his palm went directly to hold her hand...

"Crack!" The little tree couldn't help him breaking the delicate balance again and again, and finally succeeded in breaking it. Ning Xuemo screamed and fell down!

This bastard bastard! She has already lowered her posture so low! I've already promised him this much, yet he still doesn't let himself go! Still want to throw her to death!

She was about to desperately adjust the momentum of her inner breath falling steadily, when there was a sound of wind in her ears, her waist tightened, and she was already hugged in someone's arms!

Her body froze suddenly! She smelled that familiar, faint cold fragrance!

Her heart beat violently and she raised her head suddenly: "You--"

Emperor Zun hugged her and hung in the air, looking down at her in his arms: "You little idiot! Now that you know I have a substitute, can't you tell the truth from the fake?"

He is real! He is the real emperor!

"Shen Jiuli?" She still couldn't believe it.

"It's me." Shen Jiuli tightened his arms around her waist: "Don't be afraid, I'm back..."

Ning Xuemo suddenly felt a rush of heat rushing into her eyes, as if a sour soap bubble had burst in her heart. For some reason, she felt a little wronged. She wanted to speak, but something seemed to choke her throat. Did not say it.

The moment Shen Jiuli held her in his arms, he had secretly checked her body, she was a little bloody and a little tired, but fortunately, she was in good health, so there was nothing serious about her, and she didn't suffer any internal injuries.

What's more, she has already reached the second level of the earth-level thought power!

It seems that the little girl is working hard! I didn't waste the elixir I gave her in that fantasy castle...