His face was blue and he glared at everyone, especially Jiang Heng, and there was an inextinguishable anger burning in his crimson eyes, like a crazy beast king.

Lifting his leg and kicking him hard in the chest, he roared angrily, "I asked you to protect her? Is that how you protect? ”

Jiang Heng was caught off guard, and was directly kicked to the ground by him, not even daring to raise his head, and choked up: "Yes...... Sorry ......"

Nangong Jing unceremoniously kicked him a few more times, and roared hoarsely as he kicked: "I'm sorry? Do I want you to say I'm sorry? ”

"Young Master......" Qiao Qian dragged his arm and looked at Jiang Heng with an embarrassed expression.

If this weren't for holding people, it is estimated that Jiang Heng would have lost his life.

"Get out of here!" Nangong Jing's roar at the housewarming was like a fierce beast's rage, which shocked all the soldiers and shuddered.

Jiang Heng endured the pain and got up, lowered his head and choked up: "I'm sorry, it's my fault, I'm willing to bear all the consequences!" ”

"How do you bear it? What do you bear? Nangong Jing's resentful black eyes were filled with indescribable grief, and as soon as the words fell, he kicked him vigorously in the chest.

Jiang Heng was kicked to the ground by him again, and he gasped in pain, but he didn't dare to make a sound.

Housewarming finally couldn't stand it, grabbed his arm, and persuaded in a deep voice: "Young master! Calm down, just beat him to death now, and she won't be able to come back......"

"Shut up!" Anger had swallowed all of Nangong Jing's reason, like Shura possession, and his cold eyes swept away, with a chill that pierced into the bone marrow, making everyone dare not breathe.

Abu and Ji Zhong, who were late to receiving the news, ran behind and shouted, "Young Master, where is our young master?" "Young Master......"

The Black Emperor followed closely beside them, and when they saw Nangong Jing holding Jian Junxi, who had no breath, Abu suddenly covered his mouth and cried: "Young Master! ”

Ji Zhong seemed to be unable to bear it, and his body fell straight to the snow.

Abu held him up in time, and cried and shouted while pinching him: "Grandpa Ji, don't scare me, woo woo woo ......"

Ji Zhong woke up slowly, his confused eyes were full of tears, as if he remembered something, and with Abu's support, he staggered in the direction of Nangong Jing.

The Black Emperor walked slowly and leisurely on his four feet, looking at Jian Junxi who seemed to be asleep with a sad face, and soon after she went out, it sensed that something was wrong.

I wanted to chase it, only to find that I had no strength, they had made an appointment, and she said she would wait for it? It doesn't understand, why is this happening?

Ji Zhong and Abu also stumbled over, and when they saw that Jian Junxi's body was full of shocking knife wounds, Ji Zhong burst into tears.

With trembling hands, he held her left hand, which had fallen in mid-air, and when he couldn't feel her pulse, he finally burst into tears: "Woo woo...... Young Master......"

"Hmm......" The Black Emperor jumped up with tears in his eyes, and seemed to want to look at Jian Junxi again.

"Get out of here!" Nangong Jing suddenly snorted angrily, and the Black Emperor was so frightened that he immediately took two steps back.

"And you, what did I tell you, I asked you to keep her safe, what are you doing?" Nangong Jing let out a thunderous roar at the Black Emperor, raised his leg and kicked it in the abdomen again.

"Hmm......" The Black Emperor trembled in pain on the ground, and heartbroken tears slipped from the corners of his eyes into the black hair.

He was in pain, not because Nangong Jing hit it, but because it couldn't feel Jian Junxi's breath.

(End of chapter)