Chapter 2018: Angry? Mad?

Ning Xuemo's refining medicine made her sleepless and forget to eat, and she even forgot to eat.
When she woke up again, it was already dark outside, and a few stars were scattered in the sky. It seemed that she could take it off with her hand.
Maybe it was the relationship of eating the rich fish feast. Ning Xuemo did not feel hungry after a busy day in the refining room. He remembered after coming out that God Jiuli has never been back since he left ...
Angry? Mad?
The work of refining medicine is not easy, especially for high-level refining medicine. On this day, she is also tired from back pain.
She stretched her arms, stretched her muscles, and walked to the study room of God Jiuli.
If nothing else, he should study how to unlock the soul-locking curse for her in the study ...
She went to see, by the way, how well he studied.
Thinking of this, she went to the door of the study, and unexpectedly found that the door was closed, and the black lights inside were blind, and there was clearly no trace of anyone there.
It turned out that he was not in the study. Where did he go?
Ning Xuemo frowned slightly, she thought for a while, and ran to the Dufeng again.
She has recovered most of her skills now, and easily flew to the Du Shifeng.
There is no one on Du Shifeng, nor is God Jiuli here. On the peak, only the road stone stood there that shimmered and shimmered.
Ning Xuemo stood in front of Dao Shi that day, looking at it with a little complex mood.
Tiandao, is Tiandao really a thing?
But people like God Jiuli can also guard it ...
Is it fair? If it is fair, how can someone like Luo Jiuyin be a sub-god? Why did she suffer so much?
When it comes to a love, it's all about life and death.
Her heart was originally set on fire, and now seeing this stone, the fire in her heart grew stronger.
"Tiandao? What is Tiandao? What the are you? Can control the life and death of the entire Six Realms?" Ning Xuemo looked at Daoshi rebuke that day.
Countless characters on the Tiandao Stone are tangled and twisted at a rapid speed. If you look at it for a little longer, Ning Xuemo even feels dizzy.
"Hey, since you can let the great protect you, you should be better than him? Then you can unlock the soul-locking spell he placed on me?"
"..."
"Can't you? You can't even do such a thing, what kind of heaven is it? Shouldn't you just be a meteorite?"
"Tiandao ... is actually nothing, isn't it? Maybe you are very abstract, just like what we call` `God's will, '' and now knowing that God's will is ruthless, probably similar to you."
Ning Xuemo simply sat in front of Tiandao Stone, a long talk mode.
"If you really have spirituality, then show your spirit in front of me, or recycle Luo Jiuyu's bastard, and I believe you are heavenly ..."
"Or maybe you just sent me back 50,000 years later, and I believe you ..."
"Hey, you speak, or you can show me a few words. Wouldn't you just be a dizzying stone? Other than that?"
The heavenly stone seemed to disdain her, no matter how she shone or how she shone, nothing changed.
Ning Xuemo sighed, rubbed her eyebrows, and blew herself at a broken stone?
Perhaps Tiandao Stone is just a belief, not a miracle.
She was about to stand up, and suddenly a word appeared in her mind: do n’t let go of your secrets, let go of it, let it go!