Poisoning the World: The Secret Service Mysterious Doctor is a Young Beastly Wife Chapter 1285: Ning Xuemo, have you worshiped with him? !!

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His body flipped several times in the air, and finally got rid of the tracking of those fragments.

He floated on a piece of bluestone, and when he looked up again, his fingers clenched!

Shen Jiuli!

It's God Jiuli again!

Will this god's ghost stay? !!

Shen Jiuli's white clothes fluttered and stood not far away. His face was sinking like water, his eyes were like the dark night sea, his appearance was calm, and his inner waves were rough.

At first sight of Ning Xuemo, his heart was beating, his mouth opened, and the word 'big god' almost blurted out.

Being relieved, joy, excitement, sadness, grief, resentment ... Emotions are intertwined in her heart, and she can't even tell what the mood is at this moment.

She stood there for a moment and forgot how to react.

Shen Jiuli took a glance at her, and the ice was like snow, which made Ning Xuemo tremble with spirits, and those joys and excitement ran halfway-

"Shen Jiuli, what are you doing here? Are you our witness to the wedding?" Xue Yilan finally reacted after the initial shock.

"Where is the wedding?" Shen Jiuli said coldly.

Xue Yilan: "..." His carefully arranged Xitang has been blown to the ground with no residue.

"Shen Jiuli, what if you destroyed my Xitang? She and I have already worshiped the church! She is already my wife ..." Xue Yilan raised Ning Xuemo's hand as soon as she raised her hand.

Ning Xuemo hasn't responded yet. Shen Jiuli's sleeves fluttered. Xue Yilan's palms were cut by the waist without pulling Ning Xuemo's arm.

Ning Xuemo also took a step back. She frowned when she heard Xue Yilan's sentence, and was about to talk nonsense, but she raised her eyes to face the light of Shen Jiuli.

"Ning Xuemo, have you worshiped with him?" Shen Jiuli's voice was like a stream of ice, making people's hearts cold.

Especially that ‘Ning Xuemo’ is called harder, without temperature.

In the mind of Ning Xuemo's mind, the figure of God Jiuli and Yunxi's embracing each other flashed. She had a heart in her arms, arms around, leaned on a big stone and didn't speak, and asked God Jiuli. I ignored it.

Who does she worship and have something to do with him?

Shen Jiuli's face is even worse!

He rushed for two games today, still two happy halls!

But she didn't see her for a few days, she almost went to church with two men! Can't she be more peaceful? !!

Xue Yilan keenly felt the undercurrent between the two people, and a joy in her heart: "Momo, come here, you are already my wife, you don't need to be afraid of him anymore."

Ning Xuemo glanced at Shen Jiuli, his mountain rain was coming, the sky was more obscure, and the fog around him was thicker.

"She is not your wife! My **** Jiuli's disciple will never marry a demon!" God Jiuli said with a word, suddenly waving his sleeves, standing next to the wall to watch Ning Xuemo's whole body suddenly cover Put on a cover.

Hey? !!

What is this?

Ning Xuemo felt like he had been locked in a transparent bottle.

She froze for a moment, subconsciously touching the wall of the hood, and slipping like a bottle ...

"Let her go!" Xue Yilan was furious and rushed over, a shining golden light hit the cover directly.

"Oh!" A muffled sound, the golden light disappeared, and the cover did not move.

"Shen Jiuli, we have worshiped the church. Even if you don't admit it, she is my wife! You can't tear us apart!" Xue Yilan was angry.