Chapter 1308: Both lives are planted on her ...

Now I understand that Wumo is his own demon obsession!
On that day, she was stabbed into his heart with a decisive knife. If it wasn't for Longchuan's rescue, his physical body would have died directly in the chaos.
In order to be resurrected, it will take another thousand years for Yuanshen to cultivate ...
In order to save him, Longchuan burned Kirin's soul with all his own blood and made a Kirin Dan that could return to life, replacing his heart, which made him live again.
However, Longchuan was dispelled.
And Wumo is the heart demon he made himself in the midst of all thoughts, sealed all his memories on Wumo, and then fell into a lethargy.
Therefore, there is an additional problem that requires sleeping every millennium.
Once he slept, he would forget about the past, and no matter how much he complained, he could let go with his slumber.
Now that Mo Mo died, the memory of the life sealed on him automatically returned to God Jiuli.
Before his death, Wumo didn't know what his hands and feet were. The conversation between him and Ning Xuemo was also accepted by God Jiuli ...
The spirit of God Jiuli was getting colder and colder, and even the clouds in the sky seemed to feel his mood.
There was wind on the top of the mountain. The cold wind was ice-like, and the snowflakes were rotating along with the cold wind.
God's coercion!
Ning Xuemo was almost out of breath because of him.
"It was his first move! Ten years ago, he had settled me once, killing me almost, and now he wants to kill me a second time! He wants my life, and this is my legitimate defense! Besides, just now I also I didn't want to kill him, I just wanted to abolish his kung fu. Where did he think he would squat down and automatically send the cover door to the sword ... "Ning Xuemo forced to suppress the internal loss and anger and quickly explain the reason.
Shen Jiuli had been closing her eyes just now, but now she slowly opened them. The pair of ice-blue eyes shot at Ning Xuemo, deeper and colder than the dark night.
Ning Xuemo was so cold with his eyes that he couldn't say anything later.
"Xue Yimo, I didn't expect this seat to be planted on you twice! However, this time you thought you could succeed?" God Jiuli said one by one, his voice was like a cold knife, making Ning Xuemo a heart Almost frozen.
He called her Xueyi Mo, did he restore the memories of previous lives? !!
"You ..." Ning Xuemo was about to argue, Shen Jiuli swore his sleeves, and Ning Xuemo's acupoint was spotted. Not only could he not move, he couldn't even speak.
She opened his eyes wide and looked at him in disbelief, her lips pale.
"Xue Yimo, you will pay the price for what you did!" God Jiuli coldly threw a sentence, and his sleeves swept again. Ning Xuemo only felt his eyes dark and his body faded.
Shen Jiuli watched Ning Xuemo passing out in a coma, his eyes flashed with complexity.
Fingers moved slightly, and a strong wind carried Ning Xuemo to the distance.
...
Cold, so cold!
In the darkness, Ning Xuemo only felt the bitter chill coming in along the seam of the bone, and she shrank involuntarily into a ball, almost ball.
She opened her eyes slowly.
She seemed to be in the Ice Age, and wherever she looked, there was a crystal clear ice. The wind was cold and cold, and the strong wind almost turned her upside down. The snow mixed with frozen snow in the wind made her face hurt.