Abu walked behind Jian Junxi and looked around......

The simple decoration made people feel dark and damp, and a biting chill made her shiver.

Below, the lights were as bright as daylight.

As far as the eye can see, it is an ordinary underground wine cellar, and there are two dimly lit small rooms next to it.

You can only see clearly by the light outside, and there are no cells

"Master, people are here!" The man who walked in front opened his mouth stereologically.

Jian Junxi strode over.

Under the dim light, Ouyang Yi could be seen like a cold corpse, surrounded by lifeless air, lying motionless on the ground.

He was covered in dried blood stains, strip-shaped, and at first glance, he was whipped, and there were just some bellflowers piled up under him, so you can imagine how ruthless Ouyang Yu was to him......

Jian Junxi's dark face was like a February frost suddenly falling on a June day, and the cold air was overwhelming.

The cold room suddenly became a little colder, and he strode in the direction of Ouyang Yi.

After Ouyang Yi heard the sound of footsteps, he opened his eyes with great difficulty.

In the blurred vision, I saw a man dressed in black walking slowly, his black hair was staggered, revealing a quiet mystery.

Although he couldn't see his facial features clearly, he could still feel the indifference and ruthlessness emanating from his body, as if Satan had descended on the world, which was daunting.

Jian Junxi's feet stopped in front of his eyes, and he squatted down on his knees.

At this moment, when Ouyang Yi saw that this cold and demonic man was Jian Junxi, his painful eyes suddenly became more and more cloudy, and he wanted to get up hard.

It's just that the injury is too bad.

Abu lifted him up and put his back against the wall.

The high-spirited young man in the past is now in ruins, his thick eyebrows are frowned, the whiplash on his face is already scabbed, and the skin next to him is still so white that there is no trace of blood.

Jian Junxi probed his pulse with a cold face, his thin lips pursed into a cold straight line, cold and ruthless like a human being......

Ouyang Yi called with difficulty: "Xi ...... Brother Xi ......"

The mist at the bottom of her eyes is getting thicker and thicker, maybe it's because I haven't seen her for too long, and I really miss her

Or maybe when he was on the verge of life and death, the person who saved him from fire and water was still the person he had in mind......

Jian Junxi's hand on his pulse was slightly stunned, and his long eyelashes were like dancing butterflies, gently fanning his wings.

I suddenly remembered the old school days, because of him, the day was not so monotonous, and now that I think about it, it seems that that time was happy, at least there was no sadness......

"Brother Xi......" Ouyang Yi choked up again.

"Okay, I can't die yet!" With that, she braced herself on her legs and prepared to stand up.

Ouyang Yi grabbed her sleeve, and the tears in her eyes were like thousands of stars reflected in the water, revealing sadness.

Choked up and said, "Brother Xi, I'm ...... I worked really hard...... But...... I still can't get the first place......"

A touch of astonishment flashed through Jian Junxi's cold eyes, with a little disbelief, and he squinted dangerously and asked, "The first important thing or the life is important?" ”

"First ......" Ouyang Yi didn't think about it, and blurted out directly.

Jian Junxi only felt a wave of anger rushing from his ribs to the Heavenly Spirit Gai, and raised his fist and swung it towards his scarred right cheek.

Although the strength of "Bang ......" is not large, it is enough to defeat him......

"Hiss......" Ouyang Yi was beaten back to the ground again, gasping in pain, and his brain didn't react for a while.

"First or Destiny Important?" Jian Junxi roared angrily.

(End of chapter)