Jian Junxi lifted his eyelids tiredly, his thin lips pulled out a touch of self-deprecation, and said in a dumb voice: "I...... Master......"

Nangong Jing then remembered that not long after Jiang Yichuan died, he pursed his lips before replying in a dumb voice: "If you want to go, I will accompany you ......"

The tears in Jian Junxi's eyes are like thousands of stars flowing in the water, clear and sad, how to describe the grief in her heart?

All her strength has collapsed, and all her sorrows have shed blood......

Nangong Jing looked at her so sad and painful, her eyes were full of tears, but she couldn't help but cry, making his chest like an ant eating his heart, and he couldn't breathe in pain.

Tears flashed at the bottom of his obsidian-like eyes, and he choked up: "In the future, I will accompany you, no matter where you want to go, I will accompany you to ......"

"But...... People like us can't go to heaven......" Jian Junxi's hoarse words were full of unspeakable despair.

Her big hands clenched into fists suddenly, and her whole body trembled uncontrollably, but she bit her lower lip tightly and did not allow herself to cry......

Nangong Jing doesn't know what's wrong with her? Just felt that there were countless knives poking at his heart, it hurt, his eyes were slightly red, and the big hand holding her tightened unconsciously.

The dumb voice comforted: "Who said, if it is said that life is a world, then there must be a world after death.

Success or defeat is the eternal truth, as long as you want to go, even if you are broken and destroyed, I will take you there......

"But...... We all ...... Killed a lot of people...... Even if it's dead...... And it will only ...... To hell ......" her despair surrounded her like death.

I wish I was a good person, and I wanted to be able to go to the same place with them after I died......

Nangong Jing's heart struck like a sharp sword again, and infinite desolation surged in his heart, and he said in a dumb voice: "Is it? If you are destined to go to hell, then let yourself become the king of Hades, and you can still go to heaven! ”

"Really...... Are you sure? Jian Junxi asked worriedly, his trembling voice with a hint of uneasiness and a hint of anticipation.

"Well, it's really ......" Nangong Jing replied very categorically.

"But...... I...... I'm afraid ....... I'm going to hell...... I can't kill it anymore......" Jian Junxi's voice became smaller and smaller, and the despair in the depths of his soul was beyond words.

Especially Mo Chen's words still lingered in his ears, and his tearful eyes were like falling meteors, without a trace of brilliance......

"I don't need you to kill, I'll kill you!" Nangong Jing felt that her spirit was getting worse and worse, and asked uneasily, "Are you uncomfortable again?" Shall I take you to the hospital? ”

Jian Junxi shook his head slowly, and said in a hoarse voice, "No need...... I am...... Too tired...... I want to sleep......"

"Then I'll send you back!" Nangong Jing wanted to pick her up after speaking, but Jian Junxi grabbed his arm and said softly, "Let me ...... again I like to sit for a while...... Listen to the sound of the waves......"

Her haggard face was like a beautiful ice sculpture, and every word she said made him unable to refuse, and he held her tightly in his arms in distress, and said softly: "Good ......"

Jian Junxi was like a ruined corpse, lying in Nangong Jing's arms with her eyes half-open, looking at the brightest star in the night sky, but her heart was like a broken year.

His love is so deep, so deep that she feels fear, his kindness to himself, his forbearance with himself, it is fake to say that he is not touched at all.

just didn't want to bring him deeper damage, so she chose to stay away, she had several deaths to live, and her will to survive was so weak

(End of chapter)