Chapter 971: Messy at best

Ning Xuemo never fought unprepared.
Of course, she is also 100% uncertain, but as an agent, sometimes you just have to bet!
With 99% certainty, she naturally won't let go!
What's more, she did give him time, and counting was not fast ...
She was becoming more and more lawless before him!
Strong as a Jiuli, she was helpless in the face. Squinting glances at her: "What about you?"
She was now sticking to him like a dogskin plaster, and no longer kept a distance from him like before.
"It's gone!" Ning Xuemo answered without hesitation, holding his arm instead: "Big God, Xiao Qilin is so unreliable, or you should take me to Liangliang City. Anyway, you are on the way."
God Jiuliwei was a little embarrassed, and the look she was holding always made him feel like he had known him.
As if a few years ago, she had been so coquettish by her side, and once so skinny ...
"If Xiaoqilin is reliable, you won't be so entangled in this seat, will you?" Shen Jiuli looked down at her, very skeptical.
"How can I? I still believe in the Great God." Ning Xuemo's tone was firm.
But I thought for a while, if she was not so guilty on the back of Xiao Qilin, she might still want the great to carry her, but she wouldn't take a chance ...
Shen Jiuli's eyes moved slightly, and her eyes softened towards her.
It's not easy to get her trust! God knows how much he put in to convince her ...
However, he still did not intend to let her go: "Why not say goodbye?"
Ning Xuemo opened his eyes wide and said, "I left the letter!"
"Why don't you tell this person in person?" God Jiuli asked in another way.
"You were practicing the exercises at the time, and my business was very urgent and anxious, I didn't want to disturb you, I was afraid you would go into chaos ..." Ning Xuemo explained.
It turned out to be this.
God Jiuli's faint unhappiness finally flew away.
She looked at her hair that was blown like a madman by the wind, and then looked at her little hand that was cut by the wind. She took a sigh of relief, pulled herself up, and put it on the cloud under her foot: "Stand!"
Can this smoke-like cloud really stand? Ning Xuemo was very skeptical of this. She subconsciously caught a corner of his sleeve: "Will it not fall?"
"Where are you here, what are you afraid of?" Shen Jiuli simply earned his sleeves and glanced at her in disgust. "You are as dirty as a flower boy now. How can you be an apprentice to this seat?" ? "
Ning Xuemo stood in shock for a moment on his cloud. Although the cloud was soft, she felt strong on the soles of her feet. It seems to have been coagulated by him.
She was finally relieved, picking up messy hair like a henhouse with her hand: "I'm at best messy, not dirty."
Her hand was caught by Jiuli, and he didn't know where to get a bottle of ointment and smear it on the blood in her hand.
The ointment is a bit alcoholic, and it's a little bit stinging though it's cool.
"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!" Ning Xuemo called politely. Hurry to pull back.
But his little hand was held by him, where did she pull it back?
"Don't take any chances when you know the pain. This seat can't save you from time to time." God Jiuli politely applied another layer of ointment to her wound. A little angry at her recklessness.