Chapter 871 Great, She's Still Alive

Ning Xuemo didn't know that the food he ate in the past few days contained rare and rare medicines that can quickly improve people's mind power without any harm to the human body...

However, if she is useless and her understanding is not high, those medicines are still useless.

Only the combination of the two can complement each other.

"You don't need to say anything else, Xuemo, do you still want to worship me as your teacher?" Emperor Zun stared at her.

"Of course!" Ning Xuemo replied without hesitation, and paused: "But-according to the regulations, you should accept the strongest as your disciple, and I lost just now..." Thinking of this, Ning Xuemo thought again. Make a fist, she obviously shouldn't be defeated...

"No, you are not defeated." Shen Jiuli spit out four simple words, and then said: "Let's go up!"

He hugged her and jumped up, his body floated upwards like a cloud...

Ning Xuemo lay in his arms, smelling the unique fragrance of his body, and suddenly felt extremely at ease.

It was only at this moment that she felt that her whole body was so tired and sore that she was going to be useless, and she had no strength at all.

He lifted Ning Xuemo up very fast, but she couldn't feel the cold wind in his arms. Obviously, he used magic to block the cold wind.

When he was about to fly to the Xingyao Terrace, Ning Xuemo heard Feng Jiaxin's voice almost changed with excitement: "I won! I won!"

Ning Xuemo couldn't help looking at Shen Jiuli, who raised his hand and rubbed her heart: "Be good."

"Then do you want to accept the strongest as your apprentice?" Ning Xuemo couldn't help asking.

"Of course!" Shen Jiuli answered naturally. While speaking, the two of them had already flown onto the Xingyao Stage.

There was some confusion on the Xingyao Stage, Ji Yunhuang, Helian Xiao, the five major disciples of Emperor Zun...these people were searching for Ning Xuemo's whereabouts.

And Feng Jiaxin has fallen into a state of madness like Fan Jinzhong, standing on the collapsed ring and laughing like a lunatic: "I won, I won! I will become Emperor Zun's disciple! I will be Emperor Zun The only female disciple..."

"No, you lost!" A voice suddenly sounded cold, as cold as snow on a glacier, instantly suppressing Feng Jiaxin's sharp laughter.

Everyone followed the sound and saw Emperor Zun holding a person in his arms slowly rising from the cliff...

"Pay homage to Emperor Zun!" All the people knelt down.

Ji Yunhuang was picking up the debris in the crack. Hearing this sound, he raised his head and saw not only Emperor Zun, but also Ning Xuemo in his arms...

He is overjoyed! Jumping out of the crack, he even forgot to kowtow to the master, and was overjoyed: "Xue Mo!"

Great! she's fine! Great, she's alive!

When Ning Xuemo heard his yell, she couldn't help but look at Ji Yunhuang, and was startled!

Ji Yunhuang stood there, his original jade-like hands were scratched in many places by pulling those broken stones and wood chips, dripping with blood. His hair, which was as smooth as water, was a little messy, and his robe was scratched in many places, which was quite different from his usual image!

God, but I haven't seen him for a while, how did he become such a ghost?

Ning Xuemo had just glanced at Ji Yunhuang, when someone turned her head slightly, so that her pretty face was pressed against his chest, and she could no longer see the scene below.

Ji Yunhuang's voice was quite noisy, and everyone in the audience heard it.

It's just that just as he landed the last note, he noticed a pair of ice-like gazes looking at him--