Chapter 794: Shame to the Pacific

Thinking of my own hot dance just now, Ning Xuemo's cheeks became red!
God, shame to the Pacific!
"You ... you ?!" Ning Xuemo rebuked. Dressed in a mess.
There was a silence over there, and he replied for a moment: "No, this seat is peeping."
Ning Xuemo: "..."
"If you want to jump that way, wait for this seat to go back to this seat. This seat can be your audience." Shen Jiuli's voice was slow.
Ning Xuemo: "..." Oh god, come and let her go!
Ning Xuemo's face was so hot that she could cook an egg. She quickly straightened all the buckles on her shirt, and then looked around warily, as if to see his eyes staring at her in a dark place ...
Obviously very embarrassed, but at last the heart that had been a bit embarrassed finally let go.
It turned out that he was always there and didn't just leave himself alone ...
Thinking of him looking at himself in an unknown corner, Ning Xuemo's face was hot again, and he coughed, as if facing the air and facing the person in the dark, saying, "Sister is going to cultivate! Today Be sure to break through Level 9! "
She curled her hair handsomely, evoking a swaying smile, and then turned to run to practice.
Above Liantai, Shenjiu Li swallowed her blood silently. She had recovered a little, but unintentionally saw her hot dance, which made him bloody.
If he does not retreat completely for four or five days, his body is afraid that he will not be able to support it, and it will not be easy to recover ...
Fortunately, she has made all arrangements for her, and her skills are growing rapidly. Everything is within his plan, and she can finally rest assured.
He groaned for a moment and took out a black note ...
...
Ning Xuemo thought that Shen Jiuli would return at night, but did not expect that she would wait until midnight and did not see his shadow.
If he doesn't come back, she won't be able to sleep, she will only nest on a futon.
Maybe he's practicing, right? After all, he had such a serious injury ...
The castle at night was beautiful, but Ning Xuemo felt a little lonely. She was out of her mind for a moment and simply settled on the futon.
The time of cultivation seemed long and short, and when she opened her eyes again, the sky was already bright outside.
Suddenly a scent of food smelt in her nose, and she ran out of her heart, "Big God!"
Outside the lake waves patted the embankment, and there was no one. Only the small pot was steaming. The small pot was a porridge this time. The unknown petals in the porridge were extremely bright. There was a stationery beside it.
I don't know why, she felt a little disappointed in her heart, and she wanted to laugh.
What is this person doing? Play as conch girl?
She took out the stationery and looked at it. It was about the exercises she needed to practice in the next three days. It is his usual habit. Very refined.
Ning Xuemo slowly brought the porridge out and drank it slowly.
The taste this time was also very good. There was a slight sweetness in the porridge, which was a taste she had never eaten.
This porridge is delicious, but she always feels that something is wrong, and she doesn't want to drink it after drinking a bowl.
She smiled into the air: "Hey, God, thank you for your porridge."
He didn't show up. Although Xue Mo was a little disappointed, he didn't take it seriously.
It is most important for her to practice now, and he has left a strategy, so she just needs to work harder and harder.