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

Chapter 466 Why not hide?
Jian Junxi is like the most ferocious animal, his whole body exudes the madness of a beast, his scarlet eyes are cold without any trace of human emotion, as if he is her enemy who killed her father and mother, his moves are vicious!

After more than a dozen moves, the two still didn't stop. Jian Junxi's movements were flexible and changeable, and Nangong Jing handled it with ease, but the more he hit the bottom of his eyes, the more frightened he was.

The feeling of this duel is almost the same as when she was fighting five years ago, and it is also like this every time she fights.
The cold gaze seemed to be unfamiliar with him, only filled with overwhelming hatred, he did not care about the consequences of his actions, and made every move fiercely, each move seemed soft like cotton, but the actual strength was as hard as iron.
The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't figure it out. If he wasn't familiar with her moves, he might be hard to guard against...

Dazed for a moment, she was punched in the chest by her. Nangong Jing took a few steps back in surprise, looked up at the furious her in horror, and stood there without moving.

Jian Junxi rushed over to his handsome face and raised his fist again, with an uncontrollable anger shining in his eyes
Gritting her teeth, she was like an enraged lion. When the wind of her fist hit, Nangong Jing remained motionless, but stared at her stupidly, with hope shining in her eyes.

She grabbed the clothes on his chest violently and punched him hard. Nangong Jing was once again turned away from her face. She turned her head, with glaring blood stains on the corners of her lips, still staring at her in a daze. ...

Jian Junxi was taken aback by him, and also froze in place, all reason returned to his mind at this moment.
Because in the past, every time he fought with him, if she couldn't control herself, he would look at him like this and let her fight...

Thinking of this, and thinking of the harm he had done to him these days, the flames burning in his eyes became more intense, as if he was unwilling to burn him up.

The clenched fists did not relax for a moment, and he rushed forward to raise his fists again, but his steadfastness still made her feel unbearable, when he was only one centimeter away from his face.
She withdrew her hand, pushed hard on his chest, and said hysterically, "Why don't you hide?"

Nangong Jing pursed her thin lips tightly, did not speak, did not move like a fool, her black eyes were full of doubts, Jian Junxi's dark eyes narrowed slightly.

Some things, if they are not resolved at once, there must be endless troubles!

Thinking of this, a cold sneer rose from the corner of her lips, and she sarcastically said, "Do you think I resemble her? You... have always suspected that I am her, right?"

Nangong Jing's body was slightly stiff, her Adam's apple rolled unconsciously, her thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and she didn't reply.

"Hehe... Nangong Jing, you are afraid that I am Yang Feixue, so you dare not fight back?" Jian Junxi asked with a sneer.

Resisting the huge pain from his chest, he subconsciously put his hands back into the pockets of his trousers, and pinched his thigh vigorously to keep himself awake...

Nangong Jing's pupils shrank suddenly, and she looked down at the cold her. This feeling was so familiar, but her eyes were so strange.

He didn't know how to explain this contradictory feeling, so he subconsciously asked, "Then you are?"

The sentence "Then you are?" made Jian Junxi's dark eyes even colder, he took out his hands from his pockets, and walked towards him step by step like a god of death.
(End of this chapter)