Occasionally, Shen Jiuli was happy and would fish for her, comb her, cook various delicacies for her, and even condense two kitchen knives for cutting vegetables and meat...

That is the life of a real couple. There is only one word to describe such time - mixing oil in honey.

The clips of happy life are like movies played in a fast camera, and they interpret the past one after another, and Ning Xuemo is almost intoxicated in such a life.

Of course, Ning Xuemo also felt that she was wandering around. For example, although she turned into Xueyimo, she never could understand her mood. She always felt that Xueyimo seemed to have a very strong thought, but she hid it very well and could not see it at all on the outside.

Finally one day, Shen Jiuli received a message from his disciples. The envoy of the Immortal World asked for a visit, saying that the Demon Ancestor led a group of demons to invade the Immortal World, and asked the God Lord to take action to kill the Demon Ancestor again to eliminate harm to the Three Realms.

"Can you not go?" Xue Yimo held his arm, obviously not wanting him to go.

Shen Jiuli rubbed her: "I owe the favors of the fairy world twice, I have paid them back once, this is the last time. I'll wait for me here obediently, I can go back in half a day."

"Then I'll go too!" Xue Yimo was determined.

Shen Jiuli looked at her down, as if she wanted to see something in her eyes. Her eyes were clear, more transparent than crystal, and insisted: "I must go!"

"Okay." Shen Jiuli finally agreed to her: "You pack up, I'm waiting for you outside."

After Xue Yimo waited for Shen Jiuli to go out, he began to clean up the things in the castle, and soon cleaned the inside and outside, even put the two kitchen knives in the room. After pausing in the house for a moment, he turned around and walked out...

The wind and rain are dark, the clouds are covered with dark clouds,

In the wilderness, people from the immortals and demons fought against Zhengli.

The sound of the piano came from the big red sedan chair in the last team of the demon soldiers. Scythes like the god of death flashed by. People in the fairy world sacrificed various magic weapons to resist desperately, but were still forced to retreat step by step. Some of the skills were shallow, and the magic weapons were directly shattered by the magic sound, and the people turned into ashes...

When Xue Yimo arrived with Shen Jiuli, he saw this scene.

Shen Jiuli sat upright in the air. He waved his hand and a piano appeared on his knees. After several clangs, he fought with the magic sound...

Xue Yimo was also sitting next to Shen Jiuli. She lowered her eyes and looked at everything below, looking at the blood-red sedan chair in the distance, pursed her lips, and didn't say a word, of course she didn't move.

This time the magic sound was extremely powerful, several levels higher than the one played by Xueyimo. He could actually compete with Shen Jiuli for the time being.

The two piano sounds came and went, collided in the wilderness, and even the originally calm air was shattered by the sound of the piano, and the dark clouds in the sky were spinning like crazy.

Xue Yimo seemed to be shocked by the two piano sounds, and her face was slightly pale. She leaned against Shen Jiuli on the clouds.

Shen Jiuli glanced at her while playing, then frowned slightly, flicked his fingers in the air, setting up a barrier around Xueyimo.

He protected Xueyimo inside, but because of this, he was distracted and was taken advantage of by Mo Yin's body, and his body was slightly shocked and he was slightly injured. A thread of blood was oozing out of his arms.

"Jiuli, you are injured!" Xue Yimo's face was pale and he was about to catch his arm.
Chapter completed!