Chapter 971 It's a Mess at Most

Ning Xuemo never fought unprepared battles.

Of course, she is also 1% uncertain, but as an agent, sometimes you have to gamble!

With 99% certainty, she will not let it go!

What's more, she did leave time for him, and she didn't count fast...

She became more and more lawless in front of him!

As powerful as the god Jiuli, she was a little helpless facing her like this. He glanced at her sideways: "What about your integrity?"

Now she sticks to him like a dog's skin plaster, and she no longer keeps a little distance from him like before.

"It's gone!" Ning Xuemo replied without hesitation, and hugged his arm instead: "Master, the little unicorn is too unreliable, you should take me to Daliang City. Anyway, you are on the way."

Shen Jiuli was a little dazed, the way she hugged him always gave him a feeling of deja vu.

It seems that some years ago, she used to stay by his side so delicately, and also used to be so reckless...

"If the little unicorn is reliable, you won't pester me so much anymore, will you?" Shen Jiuli looked at her with downcast eyes, very suspicious of this.

"How come? I still believe in the Great God." Ning Xuemo said firmly.

But after thinking about it in her heart, if she didn't suffer so much on the little unicorn's back, she might still want the great god to carry her, but she wouldn't take the risk...

Shen Jiuli's eyes moved slightly, and his eyes softened when he looked at her.

It's not easy to get her trust! God knows how much effort he has put in to make her believe again...

However, he still didn't plan to let her go: "Why didn't you say goodbye?"

Ning Xuemo opened her eyes wide: "I left a letter!" Couldn't it be considered leaving without saying goodbye?

"Why don't you tell me face to face?" Shen Jiuli asked in a different way.

"You were practicing kung fu at the time, and my business was very urgent. I didn't want to disturb you, for fear that you would go mad..." Ning Xuemo explained.

It turned out to be because of this.

The faint unhappiness in Shen Jiuli's heart finally flew away more than half.

Looking at her hair that was blown like a lunatic by the wind, and then at her little hands that were cut by the wind, she sighed softly, pulled her up and put her on the clouds under her feet: "Stand up!"

Can this smoke-like cloud really stand? Ning Xuemo doubted this very much, she subconsciously grabbed a corner of his sleeve: "It won't fall off, will it?"

"With me here, what are you afraid of?" Shen Jiuli simply pulled out his sleeves, and glanced at her with disgust: "You are as dirty as a beggar now, how can you be my apprentice like this?" ?”

Ning Xuemo stood tremblingly on his cloud for a moment. Although the cloud was soft, it felt firm under her feet. It seems that it has been condensed by him.

She was finally relieved, and used her hands to brush her hair, which was as messy as a chicken coop: "I'm messy at most, not dirty."

Her hand was caught by Shen Jiuli, and he did not know where to find a bottle of ointment, and applied it on the bloody wound on her hand.

The ointment was a bit like alcohol, and although it was cool, it also stings a bit.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!" Ning Xuemo called out rudely. He hastily drew his hand back.

But with his little hand held, how could she pull it back?

"If you know it hurts, don't take risks. I can't always save you in time." Shen Jiuli bluntly applied another layer of ointment to her wound. A little angry at her recklessness.