Great God! Shen Jiuli, no matter whether you find that thing or not, you can at least pass on a message to me!

Even if it's just a 'heat' sound! Just let me know that you are safe...

Why don’t you give me a word?!

She simply lay on Shen Jiuli's bed, with her eyes wide open but dared not sleep.

Now she just needs to close her eyes and dream, and will be harassed by her inner demons...

There seemed to be a slight sound at the door, and she jumped in her heart, turned her head and looked over immediately, and then she held her breath!

The door creaked open, and a figure in white stood by the door. The moonlight coated a faint silver color behind him. His handsome face was hidden in the darkness.

Although Ning Xuemo couldn't see clearly what he looked like, she also recognized him at a glance at his figure and temperament!

Shen Jiuli! He is finally back!

He also knows to come back!

At this moment, Ning Xuemo's mind sounded loudly. In addition to ecstasy, a tide of grievance surged in his heart, his nose felt sore, and tears rolled in his eyes.

Did he know that she was worried about death?!

Did he know if she was worried that he was almost crazy!

Did he know that she missed him and was about to collapse?!

Before she could figure out what she wanted to do, she had already jumped out of the bed and rushed towards him: "God! What are you going to do if you come back..."

She wanted to shout a few fiercely at him, but just said something, her throat was like a choking, and she couldn't continue to say anything.

He simply threw himself into his arms and hugged his waist desperately. Tears flowed down his cheeks and his nose was not breathable: "Why are you... why are you back? Do you know I'm worried about death..."

She finally suppressed her grievances and wanted to shout him a few words, but her body stiffened and she suddenly opened her eyes wide!

A sword!

A moonlit sword!

From her chest, she pierced her heart accurately and then came out of her back...

The sword was extremely sharp and was a gift she gave to him. He had always been treasured by him, but Yu Jin became the culprit of assassination of her!

The sword was too sharp, and she almost didn't feel it when it was inserted into the flesh. When she realized it, she was already strung on his sword like a candied haws.

The belated pain made her face pale and her eyes widened in disbelief.

His face was reflected in his eyes.

She finally saw his appearance clearly, and her heart seemed to be thrown into the ice water at this moment!

Wumo!

It was not Shen Jiuli who came, but his former substitute Wumo!

Wumo's figure is no different from Shen Jiuli, and even his face is similar, at least nine-point nine-point similar. If the person closest to him is not the same, it will be difficult for these two people to stand together.

The only difference between these two people is that Wu Mo is always expressionless. When his sword stabbed Ning Xuemo's body, he didn't even move his eyebrows, as cold as a statue.

Although Shen Jiuli was extremely cold, he often had some expressions on his face. Ning Xuemo had been with him for a long time and could be separated at a glance.

When Wu Mo was punished by Shen Jiuli and was imprisoned in the underground cold prison, Ning Xuemo and the great god almost forgot the existence of this figure after they met.

She occasionally asked who Wu Mo was, and the great god's answer was somewhat Zen.
Chapter completed!