His figure flipped several times in the air and finally got rid of the tracking of those fragments.??

He floated on a bluestone, and when he looked up, his fingers suddenly clenched!

God Jiuli!

It’s Shen Jiuli again!

Is this god's soul not dispersed?!

Shen Jiuli, white-clothed, stood not far away. His face was as deep as water, his eyes were like the sea in the dark night, with calm appearance and turbulent waves inside.

When Ning Xuemo saw him, his heart beat wildly, and he opened his mouth, and the words "Great God" almost blurted out.

In addition to relaxing, she was happy, excited, sad, sad, anger, resentment... all kinds of emotions were intertwined in her heart, and even she herself couldn't tell what she was feeling at this moment.

She stood there and forgot how to react.

Shen Jiuli glanced at her. This glance was like ice and snow, which made Ning Xuemo shudder. The joy and excitement ran away halfway-

"Shen Jiuli, what are you here to do? Are you a witness to our wedding?" Xue Yilan finally reacted after the initial shock.

"Where is the wedding?" Shen Jiuli spoke coldly.

Xue Yilan: "..." The wedding hall he carefully arranged was blown away so much that there was not even a piece of scum left.

"Shen Jiuli, so what if you destroy my wedding hall? She and I have already worshipped! She is already my wife..." Xue Yilan raised his hand and wanted to pull Ning Xuemo over.

Ning Xuemo Shang did not react, and Shen Jiuli's sleeves flicked, and the thin thread in Xue Yilan's palm was cut off without pulling Ning Xuemo's arm.

Ning Xuemo also took a step back. When she heard Xue Yilan's words, she frowned and was about to say he was talking nonsense, but when she raised her eyes, she was facing Shen Jiuli's eyes.

"Ning Xuemo, are you going to have a church with him?" Shen Jiuli's voice felt like a stream of ice was blowing, making people's hearts cold.

Especially the three words "Ning Xuemo" are even more hard and have no warmth.

Ning Xuemo's mind was filled with figures of Shen Jiuli and Yun Xi's leaning against each other, and she felt a blocked heart, hugged her arms, leaned against a big rock without saying anything, and ignored Shen Jiuli's question.

Who is she going to have to do with him?

Shen Jiuli's face was even worse!

He rushed to two consecutive games today, and there were still two wedding halls!

But she hadn't seen each other for a few days, and she almost got married with two men! She couldn't be more at peace?!

Xue Yilan felt the undercurrent between the two people keenly, and was delighted: "Momo, come here, you are my wife, don't be afraid of him anymore."

Ning Xuemo glanced at Shen Jiuli. His face was about to storm, the sky was getting darker and the fog around him became thicker.

"She is not your wife! My disciple of Shen Jiuli will never marry a demon!" Shen Jiuli spoke word by word, suddenly waved his sleeves, and Ning Xuemo, who was standing next to him and watching from the wall, suddenly covered her body with a cover.

Huh?!

What's this?

At this moment, Ning Xuemo felt like she was locked in a transparent bottle.

She was stunned for a moment, subconsciously touched the wall of the cover, which was as slippery as a bottle...

"Let her go!" Xue Yilan was furious and rushed over, and a shining golden light hit the cover directly.

"Puff!" With a muffled sound, the golden light disappeared, and the cover didn't move.

"Shen Jiuli, we have already worshipped the court. Even if you don't admit it, she is my wife! You can't break us up!" Xue Yilan was furious.
Chapter completed!