Almost roaring, the bruises on her pale face burst out, it was the anger that she could endure to the limit, and there was a trace of sadness, she didn't want to kill him, she clutched the poison in her trousers, and still held back......

Nangong Jing's eyes were cold, her face was gloomy, as if she had figured out something, she grabbed her arm and walked back, Jian Junxi had no strength, and there was pain everywhere in her body.

From the head to the internal organs, and then to the limbs, this pain was a little more serious than when she grew taller, especially the heart in her chest, which hurt her indescribably......

"You let go of me!" She had no strength, so she could only shout in a dumb voice, Nangong Jing's cold eyes were full of anger, and he carried her on her shoulders domineeringly.

Ignoring her yelling and struggling, Ouyang Yi's big hands clenched into fists, and a humiliation that he had never felt before hit his heart.

"Let her go!" A thick baritone sounded behind them, Ouyang Yi turned his head violently, only to see a handsome man striding from the direction of the airport, followed by a woman trotting.

"Cold ......" The cold sweat on Jian Junxi's forehead kept pouring out, her consciousness became more and more blurred with gold stars in her eyes, and when she heard the voice of cold love, her weak call made Nangong Jing stunned, who was cold love?

Leng Qing saw Jian Junxi being carried by a man on her shoulder, her dark eyes were burning with huge flames, five years ago, in order to save them, she stepped on the bloody scene.

Whenever he dreams back at midnight, he worries when he thinks about it, he swears that it is impossible for her to be peeped at by any man in this life, and the man in anger is completely irrational.

Nangong Jing felt a gust of fist wind coming from behind, he immediately dodged to the left, turned around and looked back at the coldness of the punch, his eyes were facing each other, and the two men's eyes were full of anger that could not be concealed.

Leng Qing raised his hand and struck at him with a right hook, and after Nangong Jing blocked it with one hand, he raised his foot to attack his abdomen, and did not give in until Qin Li ran over panting.

Seeing that Jian Junxi had completely fainted, and the red liquid in her mouth kept dripping on the floor, she was so anxious that she cried: "Leng Qing, don't fight anymore, the young master has fainted!" ”

However, the two men had no intention of stopping at all, one was full of anger, and the other was like an ice sculpture, cold without a trace of emotion, and each did not back down.

"Don't fight, I beg you, woowoo...... Our young master, she has a serious stomach ulcer and headache, and if you carry her on your shoulders like this, neither her stomach nor her head can stand it! ”

Every word she cried out anxiously was like a thunderbolt, which blew Nangong Jing into a daze, and after avoiding the coldness, he immediately put her down.

only to find that she had fainted, her breathing was really weak, and her body and lips were full of bright red and dazzling red, she ......

A touch of chagrin crossed Junyi's face, he took out his mobile phone and wanted to call a doctor, but he rushed up coldly and wanted to rob someone, but Qin Li shouted: "Don't touch her, don't touch her, put her flat on the ground!" ”

Nangong Jing flattened her body, Qin Li cried and took down the bag on Jian Junxi's body, opened it and started looking for it, there were several black bags in the bag

There were more than a dozen bottles, all of which were colorful, she was anxious to find them while crying, Nangong Jing saw those black bags, her face changed slightly, and her dark eyes narrowed slightly

I didn't expect him to blow him up, so what the hell is this? He really wanted to take it out and take a look, but the current situation still made him hold back......

(End of chapter)