Xue Yimo still obviously doesn’t believe in this good luck!

"Yes.    " Shen Jiuli answered two words.

Xue Yimo's eyes were curved like the moon. She was eating her own pastry of victory, and her fingers were still a little shaking.

"Why do you have to stay here? Don't tell me that you are homeless. With your intelligence, you can live well anywhere." Shen Jiuli looked at her and asked.

"Because--" Xue Yimo's eyes turned back to Shen Jiuli's face, tilted his head and looked at him for a moment, and finally said a shocking sentence: "Because I like you, God Lord, I am Momo, I have liked you for hundreds of years..."

"Bang!" The teacup in Shen Jiuli's hand fell to the ground!

Ning Xuemo, who was holding her arms to watch the fun, also felt a trembling heart!

This snow-clothed road is really unstoppable...

As soon as she turned her mind, she heard a voice that seemed to be coming from thousands of mountains and rivers: "Master, Master, have you woken up? Are you still going to Ye Feng?"

Little Qilin!

Ye Feng!

Ning Xuemo was shocked, and the dream that she could not drive away just now suddenly melted like spring snow.

The lotus leaves and fields have the tents and the soft bedding, the warm sunshine that penetrates into the house...

This is the partial palace of Emperor Tianyin Peak, and it is also her temporary residence.

When she woke up, she was a little confused and raised her hand and raised her head. She suddenly remembered that she had a very long dream. In the dream... there seemed to be a great god and a girl...

Hey, she could actually remember a little dream in a trance! This is something she has never seen before!

This should be a good thing, right? Is her problem that she never remembers dreams going to be cured?

She was busy recalling the scene in her dream, but only remembered a few scattered fragments. These fragments were scattered and scattered, and he could hardly piece them together.

I only remember that the great god seemed to be fighting with a girl, and finally gave the girl a game!

Tell, the great god never let her go when he played chess!

She didn't get a piece of snack!

Her mind was a little confused, and Xiao Qilin's telepathy came again: "Master, Master, have you woken up? Tomorrow is the day for Yan Ziyuan's wedding. Didn't you say you want to go and have a look?"

Yan Ziyuan? Ye Feng?!

God, she has been so busy that she has thrown the affairs of these two friends out of the sky these days!

It's so miserable! Yan Ziyuan will get married tomorrow, and her Folian Mountain is four or five thousand miles away from Daliang City! Even if she uses it, she can't rush over in one day!

Thinking of Ye Feng's loneliness, Yan Ziyuan's kindness to her...

Ning Xuemo couldn't help but slapped his forehead with his hand, and all his sleepiness ran away without a trace.

Yan Ziyuan's wedding was obviously strange, and Ye Feng was not good at disrupting the situation. He would only be sad and silently guarding, and might not be able to stop it in time! Once Mu Chengzhou, these two people would be sad for the rest of their lives!

So she had to rush over before Yan Ziyuan's wedding no matter what!

With her current ability, she obviously couldn't do it, so she could only ask for help from the great god.

She jumped up from the bed, but was raked by something hard. She looked down and saw that there was something shiny next to her pillow.

Moonlight!

She remembered that she kept putting it in the Qiankun bag. When did she run out by herself? It happened to be under her pillow...

Maybe she wanted to look at it again before going to bed, so she took it out in a daze?

Ning Xuemo was in a hurry to go out, so he didn't have to think too much at this time.
Chapter completed!