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

Chapter 1198 I must take revenge...

For a moment, the air also seemed to be filled with sadness.

What's creepy is that Nangong Jun's eyes actually shed tears, Jian Junxi thought she was wrong
Staring at his photo seriously, there were actually drops of water flowing from his eyes. She hugged the tombstone and shouted in a panic:
"Master... woo woo... I'm sorry... it's all my fault... Master... ah..."

The whole person is like an old tree that has gone through millions of years, and the north wind ruthlessly swayed her body full of vicissitudes
The trembling body was in pain and despair, and could only let out a sharp wail.

"Master... woo woo... I want revenge... I must take revenge... Master... help me... woo woo..."

The hoarse cry was shrill and desolate, like the most desperate note, the sound was exciting, the sound was heartbreaking, and the sound made people feel sad.

She raised her eyes again, and Nangong Jun's photo was still smiling like that, as if the moment just now was just a hallucination of her.

Bitterness suddenly appeared on the corner of his lips, and he choked up and said, "You, like my mother, don't want me to take revenge, do you?
So, you all don’t want to come to see me, right? I understand, you tell her, anyway, I will die if I take revenge or not.
Now that I am at the top, I will fight him to the end at all costs. As long as I am still alive, I will never give up! "

After finishing speaking, she stood up angrily, reached out to wipe away the tears on her face, picked up the unburned incense candle on the rice, and left without looking back.

And the photo of Nangong Jun seems to be heartbroken, and it seems how miserable it is to be able to meet her in the future. She cried again and wet the tombstone...

In this world, there are still many unnatural phenomena that cannot be explained...

Jian Junxi threw the joss stick into the stove at the door, and returned to the gate of the cemetery again. The heavy rain had stopped.

Jiang Heng seemed to be waiting for a long time, when he saw her coming out, his eyes flickered slightly, he folded his hands in front of his belly, and called out rigidly: "Young Master Jian..."

Jian Junxi glanced at him, his sharp gaze was like a cat catching a mouse, which made Jiang Heng's spine stiff, and he lowered his head in shame, not daring to say a word.

Jian Junxi turned her head and glanced at Abu, she immediately walked over, took out a small transparent bag from her pocket, and she could see a few long hairs inside.

Jian Junxi took it and handed it to Jiang Heng, his red eyes were extremely dark, and his hoarse voice carried an order:

"This is her hair, be on the safe side, you can do a paternity test for them in private.

Also, wait a minute, you send a helicopter to bring Nangong Jing back. If he wakes up, tell him that he is not allowed to come to me until he is well!
If he dares not to listen, I will personally send him to the King of Hades! "

"Uh... yes..." Jiang Heng took the bag in her hand, feeling mixed emotions in his heart.

He said hesitantly: "Jian Shao...yes...sorry..."

Jian Junxi's expression was very calm, as if he didn't hear anything, more like he didn't want to say the word "it's okay", he passed him and got into the car.

Sitting in the car, she closed her tired eyes, thinking of Nangong Jun's tears, her heart felt as if she was suddenly hollowed out, it hurt so much...

Jiang Heng looked at the leaving car, turned around and looked at the cemetery again, and walked in with doubts.

Turned around in a circle back and forth, but did not find anything abnormal, the surveillance was destroyed, and the guard was knocked out
He said that Jian Junxi didn't do anything here, even if he was killed, he didn't believe it. In the end, he stayed in front of Nangong Jun's tombstone.
Nangong Jing's words suddenly came to mind, "My love for you has never changed from the beginning to the end..."

He squatted in front of Nangong Jun's tombstone, reached out his hand to touch the still warm brazier, his face suddenly pale as paper, could it be...

(End of this chapter)