Ning Xuemo's fingers tightened. Could it be that Shen Jiuli in this life had realized that she was from the future, so she was studying this technique?

The more she thought about it, the more likely it was. She was about to read the contents of the book again, but Xiaoxuemo turned around and ran out.

Ning Xuemo naturally couldn't help but follow him...

"Jiuli! Jiuli..." Xiao Xuemo shouted with a loud voice.

No one responded, and the huge Brahma Palace was only Xiao Xuemo's echo.

"Have you gone out? No, he will tell me when he goes out..." Xiao Xuemo frowned and said to himself. After thinking about it, he simply searched the Brahma Palace.

Half an hour later, Xiao Xuemo finally found Shen Jiuli in a water pavilion.

Seeing the water pavilion, Ning Xuemo couldn't help but sigh.

Fifty thousand years later, that bastard Luo Jiuchen lived in this water pavilion, so that she felt a little bit of a shadow when she saw this water pavilion.

The waterfront is actually very elegant.

The light blue floating veil is structured by ebony, and the eaves are like flying swallows.

The windows inside the water pavilion were all open. Looking in from the window, Shen Jiuli sat straight beside a few long distances, slightly lowering his eyes, as if he was meditating or trance.

There was wine on the long table but no vegetables, and there were several jars of wine all over the place.

Ning Xuemo was stunned. She had been in contact with Shen Jiuli for so long, and had never seen him drink tea, but she had never seen him drink alcohol, especially so much!

Ning Xuemo circled around him, looking at his slightly closed eyes, a little puzzled.

Is he asleep or meditating?

Also, did he drink these wines? His face doesn't have a trace of wine...

"Jiuli?" Xiao Xuemo walked in, holding the bucket in his hand.

Shen Jiuli, who had been sitting down, finally opened her eyes. When the eyes were opened, they were a little confused. After turning around, they fell on Xiao Xuemo's face and looked at her without saying anything.

"Jiuli, I have caught ten fish today. Can you stew it for me?" Xiao Xuemo sat opposite him, raised his hand and rubbed his legs: "The legs are sore."

"Uh." Shen Jiuli responded. His reaction was a little slow, his thinking was half a beat slow, and his eyes fell on the fish bucket again, but there was no movement.

Such a god Jiuli Ning Xuemo had never seen her. She opened her eyes curiously. Could it be that he was really drunk, right?

Xiao Xuemo rubbed his legs for a while, and when he looked up, he saw that he was still looking at the fish bucket and was a little surprised. He stretched out his little hand and shook it in front of him: "Jiu Li?"

His little hand was suddenly held by him, and his eyes finally turned back to her face. His eyes were extremely quiet, not much different from usual. Even his waist was straight and his sitting posture was straight, as if he was meditating.

He stared at her little face, but he didn't respond for a while.

Xiaoxuemo was filled with wonder, and was stared at by him again: "Jiuli, what's wrong with you?"

Shen Jiuli slowly raised one hand, slowly brushed her head, and pinned a thread of her ear behind her ear: "Xuemo..." He finally spoke, and his voice was steady: "Why haven't you come back yet?"

Xiaoxuemo: "..." Isn't she right in front of him?

"I have started to recover your skills, why haven't you come back yet?"

Xiao Xuemo hugged one of his arms: "I've been in front of you all the time, Jiuli, what's wrong with you?"
Chapter completed!