Chapter 1871 The Speed ​​of Light

In the past, they only heard that Nangong Jing had broken sleeves and was crazily infatuated with Jian Junxi. It is true that seeing is worth seeing. The soldiers who saw them only dared to look at them, and dared not say a word.

And the soldiers lying on the ground don't understand why they are inexplicably poisoned?Why did Nangong Jing kill them?

Ji Zhong burst into tears, and stretched out his old hand, wanting to touch Jian Junxi again.

Nangong Jing's gaze shot at him like a sword like a wind knife, and his hands froze in mid-air in fright.

The cabin not far away opened, and a black sports car drove out slowly.

After parking on the grass, Qiaoqian took a stance position, started the engine, and operated twice on the large touch screen.
Two wings suddenly popped out from the doors on both sides of the car, including the front and rear of the car, all of which were deformed until they completely turned into a small plane.

The speed of an ordinary plane is 320 meters per second, the fastest plane can reach [-] kilometers per second, and the speed of a rocket is [-] kilometers per second.

And "Light Speed" is the latest deformed aircraft, named "Light Speed" because of its extremely fast speed.

Although it can't really be compared with light, it can definitely reach the speed of a rocket.

With a cold face, Nangong Jing hugged Jian Junxi and walked towards the modified plane. As soon as he reached the protective barrier, he stopped suddenly, turned around slowly, and looked at Jiang Heng.

The cold gaze, like a cold wind passing through, made Jiang Heng lower his head suddenly in fright, and immediately replied respectfully: "I... I will arrange it right away!"

Nangong Jing just stared at him sinisterly, his eyes were particularly penetrating.

The thin lips were tightly pursed into a cold arc, and he didn't say a word, as if he was still unwilling to cut him into pieces.

"Master, it's done!" Qiaoqian waved to him from a distance.

Only then did he turn around, strode towards the "speed of light", put Jian Junxi in the co-pilot, fastened her seat belt, and sat in the driver's seat himself.

After a while, the plane took off, and within a few seconds, the plane seemed to have turned into a huge fly. In a blink of an eye, the plane had completely disappeared.

In the sky now, there was a drizzle of rain, which melted with the snowflakes, and with the low temperature, it instantly turned into small ice cubes.

This belated sleet has finally arrived...

Qinya Garden

Wen Hao was terribly flustered, especially when he called Jiang Heng's cell phone N times and no one answered, he was pacing up and down in the room anxiously...

"Ci...Ci..." The phone vibrated, and when he saw it was Jiang Heng, he immediately slid the answer button and roared, "Why didn't you answer the calls after calling you so many times?"

Jiang Heng was full of bitterness and didn't know how to speak. Thinking of Jian Junxi's fate, his heart felt like a knife was in Ling Chi's heart, and he was so painful that he couldn't say a word.

"Huh...huh..." There was only the sound of the cold wind whistling on the phone, which made Wen Hao even more flustered, and asked hoarsely, "Yes... did something happen?"

Jiang Heng burst into tears, sniffed his nose, and then choked up and said, "Young Master Jian... she sacrificed..."

"You... what did you say?" Wen Hao asked in disbelief, a layer of water mist instantly gathered in his black eyes, which became thicker and thicker.

"Our young master left too late, Mr. Jian has already..." Jiang Heng stopped abruptly as if he couldn't continue.

"Don't you lie to me here? Our young master has never lost, she can't die...impossible..."

As he spoke, his lacrimal gland seemed to be broken, and the tears kept flowing out. His back leaned against the wall, and his body slid down little by little.

(End of this chapter)

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