Counterattack on the giants: the villain male god is a girl

Chapter 1649 1 Everything is going according to the original plan

Chapter 1649 Everything is going according to the original plan
"Hua Mai... woo woo woo..." Ji Zhong almost cried.

Ximai is also called Huamai in Chinese medicine.

Wen Hao looked at the pale Jian Junxi, his nose was inexplicably sore, his throat slid violently, his sobs choked up unspeakably.

"Grandpa Ji... no... woo woo woo..." Abu cried out of breath.

Continue to plead: "Grandpa Ji...Young Master...She is just not in good health...Woooo...She is such a strong person...Her child must be very strong...

Maybe... Maybe it's just that the young master's physique is different from ordinary people? "Abu cried heart-piercingly at the end.

She was afraid that something would happen to Jian Junxi, she was also afraid that something would happen to her child, and she was even more afraid that Lin Yiyi and Yang Hui would collapse if they found out.

I am very scared, but I only know that I must not give up until the end.

"Yes, master, the young master's physique is indeed different from ordinary people. She said that she will be careful. Last time, the children survived. This time, they will definitely survive!"

Wen Hao's eyes were full of tears, pressing all the grief to the bottom of his heart.

"Quick, go home first!" Ji Zhong cheered up after hearing this.

With piercing eyes, the old hand held Jian Junxi's hand tightly, as if this could give her some strength.

When Abu returned to Qinya Garden with Jian Junxi covered in blood, Lin Yiyi fainted on the spot.

Yang Hui was scared to death, but he didn't know what happened?

Send Lin Yiyi back to the room, let Abu watch, and he himself guards the door of the infirmary.

Neither standing nor sitting, walking back and forth in a hurry.

Deep forest
A man stood on the balcony, with his left hand in his trousers pocket, and his right hand holding a glass of red wine, shaking the glass gently.

The aroma of red wine overflows, giving the illusion of being in a vineyard.

Looking far away, the green trees are in a hurry, and the morning sun is pouring down from the leaves, which is both beautiful and romantic.

Pair it with a glass of wine, the good mood is like this glass of wine, the sweetness echoes in the mouth, and lingers for a long time.

The man raised his glass gracefully, slowly put it near his thin lips, and took a small sip. His pair of sharp eyes, like nighthawks, shone with a light of victory.

"Kukou..." There was a knock on the glass door of the conservatory.

The man turned his head slightly, only to see a middle-aged man walking in.

About 40 years old, less than 1.8 meters tall, with peak-like eyebrows, head but no tail, piercing eyes, sharp and sinister.

Just one glance, inexplicably makes people want to retreat, under the straight bridge of the nose, the lips are curved downward.

At first glance it looks like he is angry, but in fact, he is born with the corners of his mouth down.

"Second Lord, everything is going according to the original plan. This time, we can kill two birds with one stone!"

The man said respectfully and rigidly, clenched his fists unconsciously, as if angry, angry, or unwilling.

The second master shook the red wine glass in his hand, the corners of his thin lips hooked evilly, and said lightly: "Don't underestimate him, this kid is not so easy to deal with!"

"Yes, I lose to him every time, how dare I underestimate the enemy again, he ruined all my plans, the cobra is still dead in his hands, this is what I can't swallow!

But this time, it is guaranteed that he will die without a place to bury him! "The man's eyes instantly invaded the ice in the Ten Thousand Years Cold Pool, and the whole body was filled with air-conditioning.

The second master smiled and said nothing, and seemed to want to see how Jian Junxi would die this time.
Nangong Island

The dusk is gray, the earth is in chaos, the gray ground is like a layer of tulle, and the streets are dotted with starlight, reflecting a faint yellow light.

Jiang Heng sat beside Nangong Jing's bed, resting his head on one hand, his whole body exuded a sense of sadness.

(End of this chapter)

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