Wu Mo is the substitute of the great god, and his relationship with the great god is not ordinary. If she kills Wu Mo, Shen Jiuli will probably be very angry...

What's more, Shen Jiuli is now lukewarm to her, even if she rolls the bed sheet once, it doesn't mean anything.??                                             �

Ning Xuemo can't think of the answer to this question.

Since she couldn't think of the answer, she simply didn't think about it. She had to take care of the present first.

Now Wu Mo wants to kill her!

She could only fight back with all her might. The competition between the two masters was not tolerated by letting go of water. If she let go of water, she would probably not see the sun tomorrow!

Well, for the sake of Shen Jiuli, if she gained an absolute advantage, she would seriously injure Wumo, or simply use his skills, so that he could no longer do anything, and save his life.

The two fought again.

After about another hour, Ning Xuemo finally understood Wumo's martial arts skills and began to fight back vigorously, forcing Wumo to step back step by step.

In this almost even fight, both of them were lost.

Ning Xuemo had several blood stains on her light pink skirt, as if she was fainting from peach blossoms. But what made her more gratified was that Wumo had obviously had more colors than hers.

The white robe on his body was stained with blood, and it was almost turned into a flower robe...

Moreover, his wounds were much deeper than those on her body. It was obvious that Ning Xuemo finally gained the upper hand in this battle.

This feeling of turning over is really good!

Ning Xuemo's heart, which had been frustrated, finally relaxed a lot and felt much better.

"Wu Mo, I almost lost my life by your plot last time. This time I want to come and plot against me for the second time! Do you really think my temper is a mud? If you don't beat you to Wu Ming this time, I won't be named Ning!" A fireball burst from Ning Xuemo's Emei thorn hit Wu Mo, causing him to take a few steps back.

"You will regret it!" Wu Mo said coldly.

"You have said this eight hundred times! Sister is tired of hearing it. Can you change it to a new word?" Ning Xuemo sneered. After avoiding his fierce attack, she smiled as bright as spring flowers, and the tricks she used became more and more fierce. She added new injuries to Wu Mo's white robe.

If she didn't teach him a bloody lesson, he wouldn't know why the flowers were so red!

The blood on his body also made Ning Xuemo excited for no reason. Her eyes were red, one move after another, almost giving Wumo a chance to breathe.

"You are the witch! Ning Xuemo, I won't let your conspiracy succeed this time!" Wu Mo's voice was lonely. Although he was already at a disadvantage, he had no intention of retreating and escaping.

Ning Xuemo simply wants to laugh, conspiracy?!

She just wants to have a relationship, and it will become a conspiracy to love happily?!

It's simply funny!

Wait, he said she was a witch...

Could it be that he knew her past life? He knew about Xueyimo?!

She simply asked, "Do you know Xueyimo?"

Wu Mo snorted coldly: "Natural!"

"How much do you know?"

"all!"

Ning Xuemo: "..."

It seems that Wu Mo has been with Shen Jiuli for a long time, and he even knows what happened more than three thousand years ago...

But she is no longer Xueyimo, but Ning Xuemo. Even if the two are the same soul, there is no need for her to pay for the affairs of her previous life!

"Xueyimo, even if you change your name and body, you are still you!
Chapter completed!