Chapter 1381: God Jiuli ...

Suddenly she was agitated: "Forget it, don't cast it, wait until I think it's fresh and look good, don't spoil the iron." Xue Yilan pulled out and said.
Inside a restaurant.
The table in the elegant room is rich in water and land, and the dishes are delicious.
Ning Xuemo took a sip of wine. The wine was soft and sweet, which was suitable for women.
Ning Xuemo took a sip and didn't want to drink it anymore. He patted the table and called the shop buddy: "Go to your hot spring here, then the wine will taste enough!"
That wine is the strongest one here, and it is also very common. Ning Xuemo once drank it and will never forget it.
Xue Yilan frowned. "That kind of wine is just popular wine. If you want to drink spirits, you might as well have something else. How about a tourmaline autumn? That wine is spicy enough for us."
Ning Xuemo raised an eyebrow: "I think it's better to be a fiery fire, don't you often drink this a few days ago?"
Xue Yilan wondered: "The wine has a herb smell. I don't like it. I never drink it, and I haven't touched it recently ..."
Ning Xuemo froze, her heart sank, and looked at him: "Have you not drunk recently? Have you forgotten it?"
Xue Yilan shook her head: "How can I ?! I haven't touched the wine for more than a month. Even if I want to drink, I will drink tourmaline autumn, but not the hot spring ..."
Ning Xuemo's complexion changed slightly. She remembered the scent of the wine that she smelled on the tree that day. Although it was light, she could distinguish it clearly.
If it wasn't Xue Yilan who drank on the tree that day, who would it be?
Suddenly her heart tightened. If someone else appeared in that place, she wouldn't be aware of it, unless that person's skill was much higher than her.
And in this world, people who are much higher in skill than her are already very scarce. Five fingers can be counted.
So-that person was almost ready to come.
"Bang!" She was distracted, her fingers pressed hard, and she crushed a wine glass directly, the wine dripped her hand.
"What's wrong with you?" Xue Yilan took her hand and took a Jinpa to wipe her.
Ning Xuemo shook her head: "Nothing."
The air was full of scent of wine, and Ning Xuemo's heart floated.
She remembered that when the thunder of God Jiuli appeared, she seemed to have a faint scent of wine, which was the smell of the fiery spring. It was just that the situation was too tense and confusing at the time, and she didn't notice it for a while.
Now suddenly I remembered.
A little connection between the two cases, she understood the relationship between the two.
God Jiuli was hiding in that big tree that day!
With his kung fu, if she didn't want her to see, she would never see it anyway.
It turns out-he didn't shoot at them when he came!
She remembered that those es always had a feeling of being peeped, but no matter how they searched, no one could be found. Now she finally understood that her intuition was not wrong.
It was true that someone was watching her in a few days ...
No need to ask, that person is also God Jiuli.
He's been by her all those days? !! If he wants to clean up the portal, he should have already shot it? So is he hiding in the dark?
She also remembered the expression of Shen Jiuli when he was struck by himself, and the words he said before leaving.
"Ning Xuemo, you still choose him in this life?"
"Okay, I'll let go ... you guys, you guys do it for yourself."
Her heartstrings were slammed, her face was pale, and she clicked, and the chopsticks in her hands were broken in two ...