Chapter 1225: I can't run if I want to run!

Shen Jiuli's face was so dull that he could drip water.
With a fleece of his sleeves, Ning Xuemo hung with the big book, and then shot out of the window like an arrow.
Is this anxious to throw her down the mountain? So what are you doing with this book?
Suddenly the book hanging in the air got into her arms, and Ning Xuemo held the big book with a black face on her face. What are you doing?
Ning Xuemo's body deftly bypassed the screen, turned around the room, and flew to an antique room. There was a soothing fragrance in the room, and the smoke was rising. Soon the room was filled with fragrance. It's refreshing. The room was full of books and various ancient books.
Ning Xuemo felt like he was severely thrown on the chair in front of the desk, and then the big book was also severely hit on the table.
Shen Jiuli came in slowly, still looking gloomy: "If you don't finish this book today, you don't need to sleep!"
With a fleece of sleeves, Ning Xuemo felt that his waistline was straight in an instant, and his head was looking straight ahead, his arms were holding the book straight, like a standard reading posture.
At this moment she could move her arms up and down, and her whole body was completely frozen.
Ning Xuemo: "..."
God Jiuli went away.
Ning Xuemo had no choice but to hold the big book, her head was now completely lumpy, and she looked at it for a long time, and the room seemed too dark. There was a moment in front of her. Bursts of black.
Well, it must be that Ye Mingzhu has been out of repair for a long time ... it needs to be brighter to read the book well ... she subconsciously ignited a fire in her hand and shone it as a torch next to the book ...
Now it finally lights up a lot ...
Ning Xuemo lifted her spirits and looked for a while. After a while, her head began to faint again, and the words on the book began to scramble. Then one split into two ...
She woke up suddenly, no, she had to memorize the book by herself, or it would be another storm tomorrow ... she was struggling to concentrate and read the book.
An hour has passed ...
Ning Xuemo felt that the words on the book had become black little magpies, running around the book, her head began to vertigo for a while, the ground became uneven, and the night pearl also changed both, and the two changed ... ...
In the end, her eyes darkened, and the book fell out of her hand and fell into the fire in her hand.
The ancient book burned instantly, and Ning Xuemo stared at the book licked by the tongue of fire for a long time before reacting that the book was burned, and quickly extinguished the fire in his hand, but the fire on the book was still burning.
She can't move now, she can't do anything to get the water. After thinking about it, she can get rid of it with one heart.
Her little hand was instantly red, but she felt dull due to a high fever and did not feel it.
When she extinguished the fire with all her hands, only one corner of the book had been burned ... and the pain in her hands was also burning.
Ning Xuemo: "..."
She finally woke up, exactly to be scared.
Oh my god, she burned such a precious book of God Jiuli! And I'm still here, I can't run if I want to run!
When he was holding this book, he was still troubled by all kinds. If she was found to have burned the book ...
If she saw it, she would definitely chop her down and throw it down ...
No, he had to run before he found out.
Ning Xuemo began to concentrate on impacting the anchored acupuncture points with his mind ...