was so anxious that his lips trembled, and he roared angrily: "If something happens to our young master, do you think you can still have your current status?" Your company......"

"Shut up, do I still care about that money now? Let me tell you, if it weren't for him Nangong Jing, Kyoto would not be in this situation a long time ago! ”

Jian Junxi's face changed suddenly in anger, and his clenched fists made a creaking sound, as if the bitter gall in his stomach had been broken, and it hurt and suffered.

Pushing him away violently, he was about to go outside, if it weren't for Nangong Jun, she would never have chosen to forbear, but what did her patience get in exchange?

They persecuted again and again, and she didn't know why she had to endure it?

"Jane Shao...... I'm sorry...... I'm begging you...... Young master, he is still so young...... He's not wrong...... I just love you so much......"

Jiang Heng stopped in front of her, crying like a helpless child, especially Nangong Jing's voice struggling became smaller and smaller, making him more and more flustered.

But he knew very well in his heart that if this was arranged by the old man Nangong, then he planned to sacrifice Nangong Jing, and he must also let Jian Junxi die.

But after all, they grew up together, how could they watch him die in front of him......

Jian Junxi's dark face was like ice cubes in the cold winter wax moon, with a biting chill, don't look over, but suddenly saw a picture frame on the table.

A group photo of Nangong Jun and Nangong Jing, with the gate of Green Water Villa in the background, instantly, the memory of five years ago was like a movie in my mind.

Especially Nangong Jun's smile like a spring breeze, so sunny and warm, made her feel like her heart was pierced by ten thousand arrows.

The words of his dying days were still lingering in his ears, his clenched fists were loose and tight, tight and loose, and his tearful eyes were full of tangled......

Nangong Jing's hysterical roar came from the bedroom, and the sound was like a terrible thunder, more like a beast struggling to death in a desperate situation.

Jian Junxi's heart ached again, and his eyes closed......

"Young Master......" Jiang Heng was anxious, and desperately banged on the door, again and again.

The Black Emperor on the side smelled a strong smell of blood, and he was also in a hurry.

"Bang ......" When Jiang Heng slammed the door open, the room was filled with a strong smell of blood.

And Nangong Jing was covered in blood, lying on the bed like a corpse that had been cut with countless knives, without a trace of anger, Jiang Heng was so frightened that he cried: "Young master, young master...... Woowoo woo ......"

"Hmm...... Roar......" The Black Emperor also let out a helpless wail, crawled onto the bed and kept licking his face.

Jian Junxi couldn't help but turn around and walked slowly to the door of the room, when he saw Nangong Jing lying in a pool of blood, he couldn't see normal skin all over his body.

Her heart felt like a blade was cutting inch by inch, and the pain of trying to chop it into pieces made her eyes a little sour.

Jiang Heng found that he still had a faint snort, and he was so anxious that he cried out: "Jian Shao, I beg you, young master, he only has one breath......"

Jian Junxi's face was as pale as paper, her eyes full of Cangsang were full of tears, and she walked to the side of the bed and held Nangong Jing's arm.

Looking at his fainted face, the blood and sweat all over her body had already been integrated, and there seemed to be a sharp knife on her heart that kept poking, and her breathing was stiff.

"Jian Shao, no matter what the Nangong family does? But the young master, he is innocent...... He hasn't hurt you......" Jiang Heng was so anxious that he couldn't tell where the sky was and where the earth was......

"Get out!" Jian Junxi lowered his eyes, and his thin lips pulled out a wry smile, more like mockery.

ridiculed his soft-heartedness, he deserved to be unable to find that person until now......

(End of chapter)