Counterattack on the giants: the villain male god is a girl

Chapter 1107 Even a little bit
"Xue'er..." A burst of unstoppable grief severed his heart like the sharpest sword in the world.

He really didn't have the confidence that he could move her within two months.

"I don't want to see you again, you get out! I read that book too, you said it yourself, I'll leave after I read it!"

Jian Junxi stretched out his finger to the door of the room, as if possessed by Shura, his heartless eyes were so cold that they were not human.

Her words made Nangong Jing feel a huge palm suddenly appeared on his back, ruthlessly pushing him into the abyss, never seeing the light of day.

Her legs trembled slightly, and tears of grief silently fell from her eyes. In this life, except for the death of his second uncle, all the tears were shed only for her.
He doesn't know why?She can always be so ruthless
He asked in a desperate tone: "I just want to ask you one last question, have you ever liked me, even a little bit..."

There is a pain in Jian Junxi's throat that he can't spit out, do you like it?

I really haven't thought about this problem, how can she have time to think about whether she likes him or not, she has endless problems to solve every minute of her waking life
I'm afraid that if any detail is not considered in place, everything I have managed for many years will be in vain.

But, why did his tears make her feel like a sharp sword pierced her heart, and the pain was so unexpected that she couldn't guard against it.

Turning around and lifting the eyelids, her thin lips moved slightly: "Never, not even a little bit!"

Nangong Jing only felt that something hit his heart hard suddenly, and tears of grief slipped down from his dim eyes, as if his heart was bleeding.

Pale lips trembled slightly: "I see, I'm sorry to bother you, in the future, I will not appear in your world
If you live, I will live with you, if you die, I will go to hell with you! "

Jian Junxi's cold eyes were filled with tears, this kind of pain made her feel very strange.

After experiencing countless kinds of pain, the pain of flesh and blood is the lightest, the pain of guilt makes her choke up, and missing her mother is the most painful for her, so what is this kind?Unable to ask for suffering?

In an instant, everything was silent, and endless sentimentality spread in the room, depressing to the point of suffocation...

The moment the two looked at each other, Nangong Jing suddenly narrowed her eyes, and pushed Jian Junxi away vigorously like the wind.

"Bang..." "Hmm..." With the sound of glass exploding, he snorted and his body trembled slightly.

Jian Junxi was pushed to the ground by him, and when he saw blood dripping on the ground, he was shocked, and when he looked up, he saw that Nangong Jing's heart was bleeding, and he was about to fall to the ground.

"Gong Jing..." Jian Junxi screamed, like a sword flying off the string, rushed up to support his body, and fell to the ground.

The shocking blood scared her so much that the blood on her face faded away, and her mind went blank, she couldn't think at all, what happened at that moment just now?
"Gong Jing, you... How are you?" Jian Junxi's hands trembled uncontrollably, and he stretched out his hands to press his bleeding chest.

On Nangong Jing's forehead, beads of cold sweat broke out, but the corners of her lips raised a slightly tired smile, this smile hurt Jian Junxi's heart...

She hurriedly took out her mobile phone from her pocket and dialed Wen Hao's number.

Before he had time to speak, Jian Junxi roared hysterically: "Rush to my house as quickly as possible!

Nangong Jing was shot in the heart. I have all kinds of equipment here. You just need to bring the medicine. You must be quick! "

"Yes, master!" Wen Hao also heard the seriousness of the matter, and after he died, he began to prepare medicine.

(End of this chapter)