She slowly calmed down, used a cleansing spell to dry her body, and got up to pour herself a glass of water.

Drinking water while sorting out confused thoughts.

She remembered the dream just now, and the little girl's words were actually written down. She said that she was herself. What does this mean?

Is he schizophrenic? impossible.

Is this your own demon? Already a physical demon?

Will it be, will she be a lonely star, the life of the axe soldier is because the little girl in the body is at work!

The more she thought, the more frightened.

No, tomorrow she will ask the Great God to discuss and let him see for himself ...

Now, I need to take a break first ...

Thinking of this, Ning Xuemo slowly lay on the bed, but as soon as she closed her eyes, her soul would sink!

She opened her eyes in shock, and she was absolutely frightened! She's looking for the Great God now, or she won't be able to sleep tonight!

She ran out of the whirlwind and rushed to the hall of God Jiuli.

I ran to the gate of the main hall, and suddenly I saw that the main hall was still brightly lit at this moment. Didn't the great **** sleep?

She walked in slowly, and saw that God Jiuli was sitting on the big bed, her eyes closed slightly, and colorful light flowed around him, plating him with a layer of sacred light.

The Great God was meditating. It's better not to disturb the great **** yourself, as soon as the cultivator is disturbed, it's easy to get into trouble. Ning Xuemo still understands this.

She crawled softly to the other side of the big bed, silently holding her knees to look at the back of the great god.

Anyway, she couldn't sleep now, and as soon as she fell asleep, she saw that eccentric little loli twitched her. It would be better to practice with the great **** ...

She looked at the back of the great god, her head started little by little, and she finally fell asleep.

Someone gently laid her down, covered her with a quilt, and sighed in her ear: "Stupid child ..."

She unconsciously reached out and grasped, muttering in her mouth: "Great God ..."

God Jiuli grabbed her hand and said gently: "I am."

Hearing this response, Ning Xuemo seemed to be finally relieved, found a comfortable posture in his arms, and fell asleep heavily.

God Jiuli held her, flicking his fingers and turning off the light.

No dreams overnight.

As soon as Ning Xuemo opened her eyes, it was white. She frowned, looked up, and fell into a pair of deep blue eyes.

"Awake?" Shen Jiuli said quietly with a strand of her hair in his hands.

Ning Xuemo slept a little bit into a circle, and she looked unknowingly, especially bullying. Shen Jiuli's eyes darkened, and she brought her over, kissed her lips, and unceremoniously gave a deep French kiss.

At the end of the kiss, Ning Xuemo was still a little unresponsive, and looked a bit dull: "Big God, why are you in my bed?"

Shen Jiuli was sleeping with her because she was afraid that she would not be able to hold her up and eat her.

There was a funny look in Shen Jiuli's eyes, with a faint smile in his voice: "Who climbed onto the bed of this seat while he was meditating in the middle of the night? Then he slept like a little dead pig ..."

Then Ning Xuemo remembered that she had run over last night. She had wanted to accompany the great **** to practice, but she didn't expect to fall asleep first ...

Her cheeks turned red, and she coughed softly: "Cough, that ..."

Shen Jiuli had a deeper smile in his eyes, and couldn't help but make a speech and tease her: "Can't bear the feeling of love?"