……

The corners of her lips were more like a cold-blooded devil, and she said lightly: "I told myself that everyone was killed, are you still afraid of killing him?"

That night, I had a dagger in my hand, and in my dream, he came again, and I stood there watching his cold hands grab my neck.

I raised my hand to stab him in the heart, and at that moment, I realized that there was nothing in my hand, and I panicked for a moment.

But seeing that hideous face, which came to torture me every day, an uncontrollable anger in my heart made me raise my fist like crazy and beat me desperately.

Punch after punch at his face until he was gone, it was a very real feeling, probably the most enjoyable I ever had.

Since then, this person has never dared to appear in my dreams, which makes me begin to understand a truth, whether it is a human or a ghost, they are the same as bullying the weak and afraid of the weak.

As long as you are vulnerable, you will have to be devoured by the other party to the point that there are no bones left, and when you are so strong that you are invulnerable, the bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods will be afraid, let alone humans.

I want to be so strong that even the ghosts dare not come to me, those who deceive me, those who oppose me, those who hinder me, slowly, one after another...... I'm killing more and more people

It was as if I had been demonized, and I began to become more and more numb and fearless, and I thought for a while that I might really have no heart

The cold mask on my face made me forget what I really was......"

She felt a cool breath emerge from her bone marrow, so cold that she couldn't help but shiver, and her tear-lit eyes were full of cangsang and bitterness.

Looking up at the ceiling, he exhaled and continued: "Until five years ago, when I saw my parents lying in a pool of blood, trying to survive

I began to be more unscrupulous and more aware of the importance of power...... Actually, there's not much to say

I worked hard day and night to turn over, it took me ten years, I sacrificed everything, I was tired, I didn't want to endure it anymore......"

Jian Junxi lowered her eyes, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly, showing her inner uneasiness......

The phone in her pocket was vibrating, and she took it out and looked at it, then slid the answer button.

"Uh-huh......" The voice was as cold as ever.

"Young Master, we have arrived, but Madame and Mr. don't believe us......" The man's voice seemed to be a little broken.

"Give her your phone!" Jian Junxi stood up and walked slowly towards the floor-to-ceiling window.

"Hey......" Lin Yiyi opened her mouth tremblingly.

"Mom, it's me!" Jian Junxi raised his head and looked at the clear blue sky, and endless sadness surged in his heart.

"Junxi, what's the situation? We've only been here for a few hours! Lin Yiyi opened her mouth with palpitations.

The plane sat for seven or eight hours, and as soon as they fell asleep, several men appeared and asked them to leave, thinking that they were being followed by someone.

"It's not safe in that place, change places." Jian Junxi's eyes were a little hollow.

From the beginning, she wanted to borrow his plane to send them away, and it was impossible for her to give anyone a chance to catch her weakness, including Nangong Jing.

"Why? Did you quarrel with Nangong Jing? Lin Yiyi asked uneasily, always feeling that things were not so simple.

"No, Mom, I miss you and Dad a little bit......" Jian Junxi's voice was very soft, with unspeakable sadness.

"Then Mom and Dad go back!" When Lin Yiyi heard her tone, her eyes turned red, and her voice became a little anxious.

(End of chapter)