Chapter 1151: Want your heart

The man held her very skillfully, not touching her wounds at all, but holding her firmly in her arms, as if holding a lost and recovered treasure.
… There was a vertigo in her head, and there was a feeling of falling from the abyss, her hands and feet became cold, as if the soul was gradually pulling away from the body and about to fly away.
She tried to keep her eyes wide open, lest she could never open again once closed, and she would sink into eternal darkness.
Can't die! She desperately told herself in her heart.
Not knowing the specific news of the Great God, she should not set foot on Huangquan Road with regrets ...
Although she opened her eyes wide, her eyes were frequently dark, and everything was blurred.
All she saw was light, almost indistinguishable color, jumping up and down in front of her eyes, dreamlike ...
Who saved her?
The first thing she thought of was the Great God, and she even whispered, "The Great God!"
Her voice was as thin as a mosquito, but the arms that held her were slightly frozen.
And she knew it at the moment ...
Not the feeling of a great god!
The Great God will not take her to escape, if he really returns, he will deal with Wumo with iron and blood ...
Who will it be? Who can save her so easily from Wumo?
She couldn't see right now, and her nose didn't even smell, all her senses seemed to lose their effectiveness very quickly, making her unable to judge who saved her.
However, whoever rescued her at this time was better than dying in Wumo's hands.
Her heart hurt so much that she couldn't help moving.
"Momo, don't move!" A voice suddenly sounded from her ears.
Ning Xuemo's body suddenly froze, and her eyes opened wide again.
Xue Yilan! Actually Xue Yilan!
God, she fell in his hands, it might as well be dead!
Maybe it was her sudden big eyes that he saw, Xue Yilan's arm tightened slightly: "Momo, don't be afraid, I will never hurt you again." His voice was soft and soft, like March. The stream that melts in here.
Where does Ning Xuemo believe? She always felt that she couldn't hold it in his hands ...
She was anxious, her eyes darkened, and she completely fainted.
...
She had another dream.
In the dream, she directly became a woman named Xue Yi Mo and met a demon man in the middle of the night. The man urged her to move faster and showed her a mirror.
Xue Yilan was sullen and pale as a ghost in the mirror. The man told her that Xue Yilan had half a month's life. If he could not get that thing again, Xue Yilan would lose his spirit.
The Demon Man then departed, Xueyi Mo turned back and thoughtfully dressed in front of the mirror.
Shen Jiuli appeared behind her, skillfully combed her hair, saw her absent-minded, and asked her what she wanted.
Xueyi Mo turned around and rushed into his arms, arched like a child on his chest, and asked him jokingly: "Jiuli, how much do you like me?"
Shen Jiuli looked down at her, rubbing her head with her hand: "Every time you coquettish to this seat, what do you want. Say, what do you want now?"
Xueyi Mo blinked, and tapped his chest with his fingers, rightly said: "I want your heart, do you give me or not?"