Xue Yilan looked at Tangyuan's small bed and gritted his teeth. He had never stayed in this quiet room before. This fat white dumpling actually got into the same bed within a few days...

Now the dumplings have become Ning Xuemo's little tail, so I can follow them wherever I go?

Tang Yuan followed behind panting, her little face was flushed with exhaustion. He said in a slight voice: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you go slowly, I can't keep up..."

Going around the garden and following a bottle of oil?

Xue Yilan wanted to get rid of the dumplings and walk faster.

Tangyuan ran forward with two short legs, but could not catch up. In the end, he tripped by the sticking branches and fell to the ground. He was stunned. Xue Yilan's figure had already left. He suddenly burst into tears, with a grievance on his face: "Momo! Momo, Tangyuan can't catch up with you... Do you want Tangyuan?"

His crying sounded far away, Ning Xuemo's eyelashes trembled, he opened his eyes, and looked at Xue Yilan quietly.

Xue Yilan felt a little guilty when she saw it, and her body stiffened and she stopped.

Tangyuan stopped seeing the red shadow in front of him, tears closed, and she smiled and chased after her.

Xue Yilan looked at the white dumplings rolling behind her and twitched the corners of her mouth.

Bai Duanzi rolled in front of him and sat down, her little face as tired as an apple was covered with sweat.

A faint smell of blood suddenly came from the air, and Xue Yilan's eyes sank, and she gently put Ning Xuemo down: "Momo. You stay here first, I'll deal with some things and come back soon."

He set up protective barriers for Ning Xuemo and ordered eight masters to protect her secretly. Then he slowly turned into a red light and flew towards the direction of the Demon Palace.

Ning Xuemo's injuries have almost recovered. She is now at the ninth level of the earth. In the Demon Palace, no one can hurt her as long as she doesn't want to.

In fact, the people arranged by Xue Yilan are not as good as Ning Xuemo himself, in terms of level or practical experience.

But Xue Yilan was afraid that she would not have nostalgia for her and might not resist at all. So she set up a bunch of barriers and troops to protect her.

Ning Xuemo stood there lightly, looking at the unrestrained clouds in the distance, and didn't know what they were thinking.

The bloody smell became heavier and heavier, and Ning Xuemo frowned in discomfort.

A small wave of rebels rushed over in the distance with a strong smell of blood, his face ferocious, and his eyes were obviously red.

Seeing Ning Xuemo in the sea of ​​flowers, his eyes lit up and he whistled. Rebels from all walks of life began to gather in the garden, wanting to take Ning Xuemo and force Xueyilan to submit.

Ning Xuemo stood in layers of barriers, and the several demon masters who protected her fought with the rebels.

Blood flowed into a river, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the scene was extremely tragic. However, there were more and more rebels here, and the eight masters fell one by one.

Tangyuan was so scared that she hugged Ning Xuemo's calves trembled. Ning Xuemo had never seen such a scene in her past or in this life, so she didn't have much reaction.

All the eight masters fell down.

The rebels began to attack the barrier set by Xue Yilan next to her, and Ning Xuemo was still standing there lightly, without any intention of resisting.

She actually didn't want to live anymore, she was too tired in this life.

If you can die here, you will be free of liberation.

Maybe she will return to her own world and say goodbye to this unlucky world, and have no intersection with people in this world!
Chapter completed!