Nangong Jing looked at it coldly as if he was looking down on an ant.

Jiang Han saw that the fire was getting bigger and bigger, so he couldn't bear to persuade: "Young master, they don't know anything, even if you burn them, you won't be able to find Jian Shao!" ”

However, Nangong Jing's cold eyes were not half moved, as if he must watch these monks burned alive today.

"Gong Jing, you can't do this, they are innocent!" Lin Yiyi cried and shouted, so anxious that her eyes filled with tears.

Nangong Jing's eyes were frosty, but he still didn't say a word.

Wen Hao was blocked at the bottom of the mountain by Nangong Jing's people, and in the morning, he suddenly received a call from Jiang Heng saying that Jian Junxi's body had disappeared in Hongyuan's house.

Nangong Jing was angry and wanted to burn all the monks in the temple, but after thinking about it, he felt that only Yang Hui and his wife could persuade him, and only they could come forward to go up the mountain.

So, he picked them up from home without stopping.

Perhaps God didn't want to see this tragedy happen, and it rained heavily in Pantuo......

Jiang Han wanted to push Nangong Jing into the house, but his hands grabbed the wheels desperately, unwilling to move a single bit.

Lin Yiyi and Yang Hui looked up at the sky, saw that it was raining heavily, and finally exhaled with relief.

looked down at Nangong Jing who was sitting in a wheelchair, and a layer of mist suddenly rose at the bottom of his eyes.

"Gong Jing......" Yang Hui called in a hoarse voice.

Nangong Jing didn't seem to hear any sound, he sat in place and didn't move, his empty eyes full of anger.

"Gong Jing, what the hell is going on?" Lin Yiyi looked at Hongyuan's small building, full of puzzlement.

Nangong Jing's thin lips were pursed and he was silent.

"Madam, that's the ......" Jiang Han explained everything simply.

Although it is not known what happened after they entered, it is certain that Master Hongyuan left Jian Junxi's body behind.

The heavy rain was still dripping, drenching everyone like a chicken in soup, Lin Yiyi squatted in front of Nangong Jing and wiped the tears mixed with rain on her face.

Choked up and persuaded: "Gong Jing, I know you are sad now, in fact, our mood is the same as yours, but think about it."

Master Hongyuan must be trying to revive her, as long as Xue'er is still alive, one day, we will find them, right? ”

She also comforted herself in her heart, she couldn't see it, at least it was a hope, she would rather see this result than see her corpse.

Nangong Jing's eyes full of anger flashed slightly, and the fists on her legs trembled violently in the wind and rain, Hongyuan would resurrect her.

But he will definitely try his best to change her, do everything possible to prevent them from being together, he doesn't want to do this.

Even if she sees guilt in her eyes, she doesn't want her to look at herself like a stranger, besides, Hongyuan is different from ordinary people, how easy is it to find him?

Lin Yiyi saw that he was unmoved, lowered her head and covered her face and sobbed quietly.

Yang Hui squatted down, like a loving father, held his violently trembling fist, and said hoarsely: "Gong Jing, you know, Xue'er has lived a very difficult life since she was a child.

Her mother and I thought she could live an easier life and not have such a big burden on her shoulders, but she has always been very independent!

Her mother blames me, she has always been too used to her, and listens to her for everything, but she is already very unhappy, and if I don't listen to her, she will definitely be even more sad.

I don't want to see her frowning expression, as long as she lives happily, it is okay to want my life!

(End of chapter)