Chapter 1198: I Must Take Revenge......

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For a moment, the air seemed to be filled with sadness.

What is creepy is that Nangong Jun's eyes actually really shed tears, and Jian Junxi thought she was wrong

Staring at his photo seriously, there were really droplets of water flowing from his eyes, and she hugged the tombstone and shouted:

"Master...... Woowoo...... I'm sorry...... It's all my fault...... Master...... Ah......h

The whole person is like an old tree that has gone through millions of years, and the north wind is ruthless and unscrupulously swaying her body full of vicissitudes

The trembling body was in pain and despair, and could only let out a sharp wail.

"Master...... Woowoo...... I want revenge...... I must take revenge...... Master...... Can you help me...... Woowoo woo ......"

The hoarse cry was poignant and desolate, like the most desperate note, the voice was gripping, the voice was heartbreaking, and the voice made Ruan mourn.

She raised her eyes again, and Nangong Jun's photo was still smiling like that, as if that moment just now was just an illusion for her.

The corners of his lips suddenly pulled out a touch of bitterness, and he choked up: "You, like my mother, don't want me to take revenge, do you?"

So, you don't want to come to see me, I know, you tell her, anyway, I have to die if I take revenge or not.

Now that I am at the top, I will fight him to the end at all costs, and as long as I am alive, I will never give up! ”

After saying that, she stood up angrily, stretched out her hand to wipe the tears on her face, picked up the unburned incense candle on the rice, and left without looking back.

And Nangong Jun's photo, like a sad heart, and like how miserable she is to meet the future, tears again, wetting the tombstone......

In this world, there are still many unnatural phenomena that cannot be explained......

Jian Junxi threw the incense candle into the stove at the door, and returned to the gate of the cemetery again, and the heavy rain had stopped.

Jiang Heng seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and when he saw her come out, his eyes flashed slightly, his hands folded in front of his abdomen, and he called rigidly: "Jian Shao......"

Jian Junxi glanced at him, his sharp gaze was like a cat catching a mouse, which made Jiang Heng's spine stiffen, and he hung his head in shame, not daring to say a word.

Jian Junxi turned her head to look at Abu, she immediately walked over and took out a small transparent bag from her pocket, and she could see that there were several long hairs in it.

Jian Junxi took it and handed it to Jiang Heng, his crimson eyes were extremely gloomy, and his hoarse voice carried an order:

"It's her hair, be on the safe side, you can do a paternity test for them privately.

Also, wait a minute, you send a helicopter to pick up Nangong Jing back, if he wakes up, tell him that he is not allowed to come to me until his injury is healed!

If he dares not to listen, I will personally send him to Hades!" ”

"Uh...... It's ......" Jiang Heng took the bag in her hand, his heart was mixed, and all kinds of emotions turned over the river.

He said in a slurred manner: "Jian Shao...... Right...... Sorry ......"

Jian Junxi's expression was extremely light, as if he hadn't heard anything, and more like he didn't want to say "It's okay", so he got into the car after passing him.

Sitting in the car, she closed her tired eyes, thinking of Nangong Jun's tears, her heart felt like she had been suddenly hollowed out, and it hurt very much......

Jiang Heng looked at the departing car, turned around and looked at the cemetery again, and walked in with doubts.

After turning back and forth, I didn't find anything abnormal, the surveillance was destroyed, and the guards were knocked unconscious

said that Jian Junxi didn't do anything here, killed him, he didn't believe it, and in the end, he stayed in front of Nangong Jun's tombstone.

Nangong Jing's words suddenly came to mind, "My love for you has never changed from beginning to end......"

He squatted in front of Nangong Jun's tombstone, stretched out his hand and touched the brazier that still had residual warmth, his face suddenly turned pale as paper, could it be ......

(End of chapter)