Chapter 738: What kind of spirit do you want to borrow

Because this mentality has not been practiced for a long time, she is a bit rusty and even stumped when she first uses it ...
And the speed of falling is too fast.
And this cliff is not very deep, it is more than a thousand meters. This is like a parachutist parachuting. You must have enough height to land in order to have the opportunity to open the parachute ...
The relative height of the place where Ning Xuemo fell was too low. Her mind had not been fully adjusted, and she had seen a large piece of withered yellow below ...
Trees stretch their teeth and stretch their claws out of the branches, like a rampant crab pointing directly at the sky!
And Ning Xuemo's body fell towards those branches!
Although her kung fu is now very high, but in this state without any leverage, the impact of gravity acceleration is still amazing!
If she just smashed it like this, she would probably break some branches, but she would also be strung into sugar gourds.
Even if it is not stringed into a sugar gourd, it is quite possible to break your leg and break your arm!
"Fool!" A whisper came from the ear, a white shadow flickered in front of her eyes, and her waist was immediately tightened. She was held in her arms and turned like a whirlwind in the air, removing most of her falling strength, Going down ...
"Cuck!" "Wow!" "Slap!" Because the speed was too fast, Ning Xuemo was almost hugged for a while, and heard the sound of numerous branches breaking.
Then there was a loud noise, and she was slammed into a pile of dead leaves, and the leaves were dancing wildly ...
Ning Xuemo's forehead was heavy on a cold object, hitting her head buzzing, and Venus was in front of her.
She shook her head. After the flying Venus scattered, she finally found herself lying in a person's arms, and in front of him was the magnificent white mask of Emperor Zun ...
In other words, it was Emperor Zun who made her meat pad!
Under the white jade mask, his pair of ink jade eyes closed slightly, lying there motionless.
bad! He won't stun him, right? !!
Ning Xuemo scrambled up from him.
Emperor Zun protected her very well. She fell so much apart from hitting Di Zun's mask on her forehead that she didn't encounter it anywhere else, her arms and legs were still flexible.
The first thing she jumped up to was to see the Emperor.
He was lying there, with countless yellow leaves, and countless withered leaves on his broad white robe, motionless, and seemed to faint.
No way? !!
He is the omnipotent Emperor!
Will he fall when he falls off a cliff?
This is too ... too fantasy?
Or, what is his means?
Can't blame Ning Xuemo for thinking so, it is that Emperor Zun is too powerful in her mind, and she did eat a few secret losses, and was subconsciously prepared for him ...
"Emperor? Emperor?" Ning Xuemo squatted beside him and patted his arm gently.
Emperor Zun still closed his eyes, and nothing happened.
Ning Xuemo didn't give up, he called several times in succession, he still didn't mean to move, and didn't even flutter his eyelashes.
Is this too dizzy? !!
Installed! It must be installed!
She didn't believe that such a god-like person would fall into a faint. If it was spread out, no one would believe it ...
She doesn't believe it either! Maybe this is what he did.
Ning Xuemo stood up: "Emperor, are you lying here to raise your soul? Or do you want to borrow some kind of spirit?"