"Nangong Jing, what do you mean?" Jian Junxi realized that he didn't bring a mobile phone.

Looking at Nangong Jing's sharp gaze, her eyes were colder than his, and her body exuded a dangerous and ghostly evil aura.

"It's not about you!" Nangong Jing looked at Mo Zixuan with a cold face, and the corners of his lips that were slightly bruised looked extraordinarily gloomy.

All the soldiers suddenly raised their guns and pointed at Mo Zixuan, and at the same time, they were loaded.

The piercing voice made the blood on Jian Junxi's face fade, the big hands in his trousers were clenched, and his heart was like a stormy weather, gloomy and shrouded in a layer of haze.

He said coldly: "Nangong Jing, don't go too far. ”

"I said it, it has nothing to do with you!" Nangong Jing is like a Shura possession, and the words he spits out are even more cold.

Mo Zixuan's heart felt as if he had been pressed on a heavy stone, and he looked at Nangong Jing's cold gaze, and he didn't have any fear, but only worried about Jian Junxi.

Thin lips moved slightly: "Jing Shao, such a big move, I don't know what I have done?" ”

Nangong Jing's black eyes surged like cold stars, bursting out with a cold light like a blade, and Ling Yan said: "I want who to die, I don't need a reason, I think, Jian Shao should know this feeling better than me, right?" ”

The last sentence made Jian Junxi's back stiffen, and her neck seemed to be coiled with a poisonous snake, making her blood seem to stop flowing.

She can kill anyone, but Mo Zixuan is absolutely not good, and she knows in her heart that there is no festival between them, in the final analysis, it is because of her.

took a deep breath and said to Jiang Lingxi: "Take them down, tell my parents it's okay, let them not come out!" ”

The soldier glanced at Nangong Jing and saw that he nodded, so he let go of them.

Jiang Lingxi ripped off the tape on her face and looked at Jian Junxi with an uneasy expression, she pursed her lips and said impatiently: "It's okay, go down!" ”

"Yes, young master!" Jiang Lingxi nodded slightly, and retreated with the other two subordinates.

For a while, the huge room was as silent as the coming of death, Jian Junxi looked at Nangong Jing, his eyes burned with huge anger, and he said coldly: "Let's talk alone!" ”

After speaking, she took Nangong Jing's arm and walked out of the door, Mo Zixuan looked at her back, with a hint of worry in his eyes, and called in a dumb voice: "Junxi......"

Jian Junxi was stunned, and said lightly: "It's okay, you wait for me!" ”

Mo Zixuan closed his eyes in despair, because he knew in his heart that Nangong Jing must also like her, if he put forward any harsh conditions

In order to save herself, she will definitely agree to his request, so let go of the Mi family, is she also ......

As soon as he thought of this, his clenched fists creaked, and the fire of hatred burst out from the bottom of his dark eyes......

When he walked out of the study, the anger in Jian Junxi's heart could no longer be contained, and he yelled at Nangong Jing: "Nangong Jing, what do you mean by this? ”

"That's what you see!" Nangong Jing's eyes were also burning with huge anger, like a volcano that had erupted, wanting to burn everything in front of him.

"Nangong Jing, what's wrong with him Mo Zixuan That's his business, why did you bring so many people to break into my house, you have to force me to burn all the jade, right?"

Jian Junxi was so angry that his chest rose and fell violently, and his dark eyes burned with rage, as if he would not be willing to burn the man in front of him to death.

"I'm sorry for affecting you, I'll take him away right now, I'm disturbing ......" he said and wanted to go to the study.

(End of chapter)