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

Chapter 1935 Qin Li Awakens (1)

Turning your head, you can see Jian Junxi's photo in women's clothing. The height of the photo is the same as her height. It was taken by Lin Yiyi for her, and it is also her only photo in women's clothing.

From afar, it looks like she is standing there herself. In the photo, her delicate skin can be broken by blows, and her crystal clear blue eyes are like the silent sea level.

A head of jet-black long hair hangs loosely in front of her chest, pink lips like cherry blossoms are tightly pressed into a straight line, showing the temperament of an ice-cold goddess.

Like a celestial being not stained with a speck of dust, and like the most touching daffodil in heaven, it is so beautiful that it is so beautiful that it is not like the world.
It's so beautiful that it only takes one glance, and you can't bear to look away.

With his long legs, he walked slowly to the photo that was as tall as her, staring at her face affectionately.

He stretched out his right hand tremblingly, caressing her face, her eyes, her nose, and her lips, as if he was caressing herself.

The eyes full of infatuation were instantly filled with mist, and the whole person was like a lone star on the bank of the Milky Way.

Only by staying in this place can he feel that he is still breathing...

Watching her die in his arms, he wanted to save her so much, but was so powerless.

Every time he thought of the scene before her death, his heart felt as if countless knives were cutting fiercely, and he was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

A few days ago, I received a message that an old monk was living in seclusion in the mountains with a man. The old monk looked exactly like Hong Yuan, so he rushed over in person.

Unexpectedly, in the end, I left full of hope and returned frustrated.

He couldn't figure out why Hong Yuan was willing to save her but not let them be together?
At the same time, he was even more frightened, because they seemed to have evaporated from the world, and there was no trace of them...

Head to head with her in the photo, her dark eyes were instantly filled with sadness, and she murmured in pain, "Where are you?"

However, what responded to him was still the silence of the room.

At this moment, his heart is silent, and every day without her, he feels that life is worse than death.

Like a dead tree that can no longer bathe in the sun, its fists are loosened and then clenched, clenched and then loosened, and the whole body exudes an aura of despair.

Dejected like mud, his body slid down little by little, and finally, he fell to the ground and buried his head between his legs.

He couldn't find a strong reason, and without her in the future, he didn't know how to go on.

The next day, the sky gradually dawned, the light blue sky was inlaid with a few residual stars, and the earth was hazy, as if covered with a layer of green tulle.

A group of magpies flew over chirping and stopped on Qin Li's window sill, knocking on the glass window with their mouths as if they were singing a little song...

Qin Li, who had been sleeping for nearly a year, heard these voices, her slender eyelashes moved slightly, and she opened her eyes in a daze.

What came into view was the white ceiling, and the bottom of the clear eyes was full of confusion.

Turning his head and glanced again, he found that it was his own room. He closed his eyes in pain, and the memory fragments in his mind began to gather at this moment.

The last memory is that the coldness wanted to kill her...

Thinking of this, she was startled, stood upright from the bed, threw off the quilt, rushed out of the door with bare feet, and turned the lock when she reached Jian Junxi's door.

After discovering that it was locked, he knocked on the door desperately, and shouted hoarsely and anxiously: "Master, Master, open the door, I have something important to tell you..."

Nangong Jing's sleep was shallow, and she frowned when she heard the voice, lifted the quilt impatiently, and strode towards the door of the room.

(End of this chapter)