Chapter 953: I have no retreat ...

In fact, Xueyi Mo can dispel the chill as long as she meditates, but she doesn't want to meditate. She studies the chess course almost every second.
The small body was crouched on the bed, his face was so pale and cold, and he was still playing with the cold chess pieces, and his mouth murmured: "I must win once tomorrow! I must enter the valley!"
She was probably too cold and too sleepy. Fiddled there for a while and fell asleep without knowing it.
She didn't sleep very honestly, and she was so uncomfortably cold that she limped off the quilt with three feet and two feet, curled up in a single shirt.
Soon after she fell asleep, a white light flickered in the room, and a person appeared inside the room.
God Jiuli.
He actually came to her hut.
He looked down at the girl sleeping there, raised her hand, and the thin quilt that was kicked aside by her was put back on her.
Taking a closer look at the furnishings in her hut, her eyebrows were raised slightly.
A real shame!
Nothing but a bed, a table and a stool.
"I want to win!" Xueyi Mo murmured on the bed without opening his eyes, apparently talking in a dream.
Shen Jiuli was about to go out. When she heard her dream, she stepped slightly and disappeared at the door ...
Xueyi Mo on the bed slowly opened her eyes. She seemed to be a little surprised to see the direction in which Jiu Li disappeared.
Half-closed closed his eyes slightly, his fingers clenched the thin quilt on his body, lowly sighing and encouraging himself: "I must win ... I have no way out ..."
Ning Xuemo jumped in her heart, and almost asked, "Why are you insisting so much?"
Naturally, she didn't get an answer from Xue Yimo.
Xueyi Mo closed her eyes again. This time, she should have actually slept.
Because Ning Xuemo's eyes are also dark ...
After a while of darkness, Ning Xuemo was already in the temple of the Jiuli in the valley.
Xueyi Mo and Shen Jiuli were sitting opposite each other, and the small table in front of them was a black and white chessboard.
He scored a long game in this game. On another small table beside Shen Jiuli, he used to drink tea.
For nearly a year, Xueyi Mo was still fifteen or sixteen years old, and people were a lot thinner, and his big eyes were bigger and brighter.
Shen Jiuli took a sip of her own tea, and then looked at Xue Yi Mo, who was holding her forehead a little indecisively. Her little mouth was slightly dry and looked a little dehydrated.
After she finally dropped the son, she suddenly found that there was a cup of tea beside her, the tea was pale and fragrant.
She looked up at him, her eyes gleaming: "Thank God!" She smiled like a flower, took a breath and drank a cup, and then gave a thumbs up: "Good tea!" Mouth moisturized, such as petals with dew.
Shen Jiuli looked at the empty tea cup and then looked at her: "If you want tea, don't drink cows."
Xueyi Mo smiled and said, "I'm too thirsty. I will taste it again with another cup."
Shen Jiuli still took a sip of tea, and put the tea cup a little closer to her: "Pour it."
Xueyi Mo had a stunned moment and met him for a year. This was the first time that she had worked. Although the work was trivial, it was obvious that his attitude towards her had changed.
This is a good sign!
Xue Yimo immediately passed the teapot next to him to fill him, of course, she also politely poured a cup for herself.