"So, did you agree?!" Xue Yilan's eyes lit up!

Seeing his shining eyes, Ning Xuemo suddenly felt a hint of unbearableness in her heart... Her fingertips that controlled Emei Thorns paused slightly.?

However, the inbearance at this time is cruelty to oneself.

Ning Xuemo's eyes closed slightly, and Emei thorns burst into his heart like lightning!

Her move was silent and fast as lightning, and was close to her. Logically speaking, Xue Yilan had no time to hide at all.

However, at the critical moment, Xue Yilan waved her sleeves back and the Emei thorn that was about to pierce into the key part of his back heart suddenly stopped! He turned his hand back and held the Emei thorn in his hand.

The Emei thorn has already been spiritual, so naturally he doesn't want to fall into the hands of others. He suddenly struggles in his palm. Xue Yilan sneered and slashed his palm horizontally downwards!

A golden light flashed, and the slender Emei thorn broke from the interruption, half fell to the ground, and half was still in Xue Yilan's hand.

Ning Xuemo knew something was wrong with his swing of his sleeves. She showed her palms together and sealed her chest on Xue Yilan.

Her thoughtful attack was very powerful, so Xue Yilan could only let go first. Ning Xuemo swept back several feet, landed on a rock and then watched him destroy his Emei Thorn!

The moment the Emei thorn broke, her heart seemed to have cracked!

This pair of Emei Thorns was given to her by the great god. She has always loved more than treasures and is reluctant to get over them. Unexpectedly, she will destroy one now, leaving only one. Does it mean that she is destined to be in a match with him?

Xue Yilan held the half of the Emei thorn in her hand and stared at her: "You really want to kill me?"

At this time, Ning Xuemo also knew that denial was useless and raised her head and said, "Not bad! I don't want to be imprisoned by you anymore!"

Xue Yilan looked at her without saying a word, and the big red robe was particularly distinct in the fog around her.

Ning Xuemo was a little nervous when he saw him. He looked at the fingers in his sleeves holding them inch by inch, and watched his sleeves stirring without wind, dancing violently as if filled with wind...

He was really angry!

Ning Xuemo held the remaining Emei thorn tightly with his fingers, and he felt relieved.

She hoped that he would turn against each other. The two of them fought with real guns. Even if she died under his hands, it would be better than him who was always so affectionate about her and forced her in disguise. In this way, she would not feel guilty in her heart...

"Xue Yilan, wake up. I am not Xue Yimo, I am just Ning Xuemo! Either you and I fight you and kill me, or you let me go! I will never let you imprison you again!" Ning Xuemo took a secret breath and spoke clearly.

"Yes, you're not her!" Xue Yilan finally spoke, his eyes as deep as a well that could swallow everything: "She can't bear to treat me like this!"

Ning Xuemo didn't say anything. It seemed that this battle was inevitable. She was ready to fight him desperately.

"Although she doesn't smile at me often, she will often snuggle in my arms and let me hug her when she is cold. She will lie on my lap and let me tie her for her and put a garland for her. She will do everything she can to assassinate people who are much stronger than her in order to save me, and will sacrifice her life..."
Chapter completed!