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

Chapter 2679 Don't mention him to me!

The three stood up at the same time, and Mo Zixuan met her eyes...

His heart seemed to be dancing with someone stepping on the tip of a knife, and it was so painful that she was not like this a few months ago...

He really regretted it. Back then, it would have been better if he hadn't left...

If she had discovered that she was Xue'er earlier, she would not have missed every story of her life...

That way, she wouldn't have the chance to be with Nangong Jing, and she wouldn't have gray hair at a young age!
Is it too late after all?

No, as long as you want to fight for it, it's never too late!
He who has never made any effort, this time, he will never let go of her hand, not even if he dies!

Having figured it out, Mo Zixuan suddenly strode towards her...

Just as Yan Rongliang wanted to stop him, Jian Junxi waved his hands disapprovingly and said, "Go down first and see if everyone is here? I'll be down in a while!"

"Yes!" "Yes!" After the two nodded slightly to Mo Chen and Mi Xiaole, they returned the same way.

Mo Zixuan hugged her in his arms without saying a word.

Jian Junxi, who was caught off guard, was taken aback.

If it was someone else, she would unceremoniously grab the other person's neck.

But this person is Mo Zixuan, and she endured everything, and finally said very coldly: "Let go!"

"I won't let go!" Mo Zixuan was like a child who was afraid of being abandoned, hugging her tightly and refusing to let go, his voice choked with sobs.

"Xue'er..." Mi Xiaole called out with embarrassment, and stretched out her hand to pull the corner of Mo Zixuan's clothes.

"Zixuan, she's not feeling well when you're like this." Mo Chen followed suit with a slightly angry tone.

"No, I don't want to let go anymore..." Mo Zixuan said at the end, his voice was choked up, full of fear and reluctance.

Mi Xiaole felt a pain in her heart, burst into tears instantly, covered her lips and turned her head away.

If it hadn't been for so many years, she wouldn't have known that her son would be so obsessed with "Xue'er".

Mo Chen looked at them so destined and irrelevant, his heart felt as if a knife was piercing him, and he turned his head away with red eyes.

There were blue tears in Jian Junxi's eyes, like a broken blue ocean.

Back then, if it wasn't for her parents' insistence, Nangong Jing would never have had the chance to get close to her!

Once she softened her heart, she lost the lives of all her relatives, so how could she relieve her hatred!

Forced back the tears fiercely, he growled extremely coldly: "Mo Zixuan, let me say it one last time, let go!"

"No...I won't let go, I want..." Mo Zixuan hadn't finished speaking...

Jian Junxi roared word by word: "I... tell... you... let go!"

Mo Zixuan's back stiffened, he let go of her, and looked at her again.

At this moment, Jian Junxi's eyes were full of cold weather, as cold as Mount Everest, as deep as hell, as cold as a devil, and he could no longer detect the slightest trace of human breath.

Mo Zixuan suddenly grabbed her shoulders and shouted incomprehensibly: "Why? Why can he, Nangong Jing? Why can't I? Why do you choose him and not me?
Obviously we are the real childhood sweethearts, I love you no less than him, is it because I don't have his power? "

Every sentence was like a sharp knife, piercing her heart fiercely!
"Don't mention him to me!" Jian Junxi couldn't bear to push him away.

Mo Zixuan staggered and almost fell, but Mo Chen helped him in time.

"Yang Feixue, why are you guilty!" Mo Zixuan's hysterical roar resounded throughout the mountains and seas.

"Shut up!" The raging anger in Jian Junxi's eyes was pulled away with the momentum of a prairie fire, and it was about to explode!
(End of this chapter)