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

Chapter 1450 Seeking Buddha (8)

The bloodstain on her forehead was particularly glaring, and tears glistened in her lax eyes, like a slowly flowing stream.

So soft, so intoxicating, his whole body was soaked in sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

It is completely different from the rumored Jian Junxi.

Some people are shocked, some are complicated, some are puzzled, some are respectful, and some are calm...

The scene was so quiet that only her slight breathing was left...

Jian Junxi froze all over, the old voice made her feel that not far away was the Master Hongyuan she wanted to see.

He reached out and wiped the blood stains on his face with the back of his hand, and with the last bit of strength, he crawled in front of Hong Yuan.

His dark eyes were not focused, and he choked up and asked, "Excuse me... are you... Master Hongyuan?"

Her voice was so soft that it seemed to have been blown away by the wind. If she hadn't gotten close, she might not have heard a single word...

"The benefactor, it's the old monk..." Hong Yuan's eyes flickered slightly, one hand was firmly placed on his chest, and the other hand kept pushing the bodhi bead...

The air seemed to condense at this moment, and time seemed to stop flowing.

Jian Junxi propped up his body strongly, and the old and the young knelt down facing each other.

The old monk looked calm and indifferent, and the young man had too much sadness in his eyes...

"I heard...you only need to look at people...to know everything...then do you...do you know...what I'm asking for today?"

Jian Junxi moved his lips weakly, his eyes gleaming with tears were full of vicissitudes.

And her vision is still pitch black, she can't see anything, but she can feel that someone is in front of her.

"Everything has its own arrangements, so why bother begging for it!" Hong Yuan said calmly, and there was no trace of emotion in his old eyes.

"Is it because I'm not sincere enough?" Jian Junxi closed his eyes in pain, as if he was too tired and in too much pain...

"Amitabha, no, the Buddha said, don't say it, don't say it..." Hong Yuan kept sliding the beads in his hand.

Jian Junxi raised her head suddenly, even if she couldn't see anything, she still needed to take a deep breath to relieve her heart that was so painful that it was difficult to breathe.

She hasn't moved for a long time, mainly because she hasn't figured out what method to use to make him speak?
"Benefactor, it's time to return when you lost your way..." Hong Yuan looked calm, and his soft voice seemed to know everything about people and things in the world.

Jian Junxi's whole body froze, and he opened his eyes and looked at him, with pain and sadness in his black eyes, and his thin lips moved slightly:

"How about you tell me how to return? If I am willing to return, can the lost life return to the world?"

"Benefactor, what is the trouble, when will the injustice be repaid..."

Before Hong Yuan finished speaking, Jian Junxi's eyes suddenly ignited with anger, and the veins in his clenched fists burst out, even if he didn't have any strength
Still couldn't help growling: "That's enough! I know I was wrong, but how should I turn back?

I said, I will never kill anyone again, I will never take revenge again, I will hide with my parents, and I will never ask about the world again
My relatives, the people I killed, can they return to the world?That person, will he let us go again? "

Hong Yuan's old eyes flashed a touch of complexity, and he was silent for a few seconds before calmly speaking: "Benefactor, why bother to be obsessed, some people left, it is not your fault..."

Jian Junxi's face was slightly stiff, and the thousands of grievances accumulated over the years suddenly swept her heart like a flood.

A mist formed in the blurred eyes instantly, the fist clenched and then loosened, loosened and clenched again.

The fog that gathered for a long time finally turned into teardrops, drawing out the eye sockets.

(End of this chapter)