Chapter 1155: As long as your heart's blood

A short blade pierced his heart.
The remaining knife has two grooves, and a line of blood quickly flows down the groove and flows into the sleeves of Xueyi Mo ...
Ning Xuemo's heart fell into the ice water instantly, Xueyi Mo actually killed the great god!
"You ..." Shen Jiuli's deep blue eyes fell into the arms of the woman's face like a stormy sea, seeming unbelief and disappointment ...
He still hugged her, his palm clenched into fist behind her, there was a faint white light flashing, what he wanted to do, but he couldn't hold the hand for a while.
Xueyi Mo's face was white, and I didn't know whether it was because of injury or fear. Looking at him in his arms, his voice was dull: "I said, I want your heart. You promised me too ... I only need your heart blood……"
"Then you are all false to me?" Shen Jiuli turned paler.
Xueyi Mo lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembled slightly, but her voice was still: "Yes, it's all fake. Forget me!"
She flipped her hands, put away the jade bottle, and slammed his palm on the chest again, and flew him out ...
"Don't!" Ning Xuemo, who had been patiently doing the observation on the wall, yelled, but felt as if he was distressed to turn over, and rushed over!
All of it suddenly disappeared, the red sedan chair, the bleeding god, the suddenly turned Xueyi Mo disappeared as snow melted, and did not even leave a shadow in her mind, all that was left was heartache!
Her heart really hurts!
It hurts like a knife is still inserted there and never pulled out ...
Ning Xuemo opened her eyes with trembling, her eyes were slightly blurred, and she saw a dark-haired man in red shaking in front of her.
All the memories before the coma returned, Ning Xuemo was instantly stiff.
If she remembered correctly, she fell into Xueyi Lan again!
The man who is constantly shaking in front of him should be him ...
What is he doing? !!
"You ... what are you shaking ..." Ning Xuemo reluctantly spit out a few words, probably because of her injuries, her voice was hoarse.
"Momo, you're awake." One hand touched her forehead: "Still a bit burned ..."
Ning Xuemo shook his head, trying to push his hand away, but the intensity was too small, apparently did not achieve the effect, it seemed that his head was scratching in his palm.
Xue Yilan's gaze was deep, and she pressed her palm lightly on her shoulder: "Momo, don't move, the wound will crack ..."
wound? Ning Xuemo finally remembered Wu Mo's sword that stabbed her, her heart shrank, her eyes darkened, and she fainted again.
This time, she had no dreams, and felt the pain of her heart in a coma. The pain was drilled and drilled, which made her dizzy and unsteady.
She woke up several times in the middle, but everyone was groggy, most of them stupidly opened their eyes and went to sleep again.
Every time she wakes up, she will see Xue Yilan's figure, beside her, wipe the cold sweat from her forehead, heal her, and talk to her.
His voice was intermittent in her drowsy ears, which made her a little tiresome. When she woke up again, she couldn't help but scream, "You shut up--" The call probably touched her again. With a sword injury, her heart suddenly hurt, and she fainted again.
Probably her cry played a role, or it might be that she was too faint, and I didn't hear him later, she felt a lot of clean ears.