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

After Chapter 2207, never mention it!
Nangong Jing lowered her head halfway, not daring to meet her sharp gaze.

"What I'm asking you is...the reason!" Jian Junxi's eyes were extremely aggressive, as if he wanted to see him thoroughly from the outside to the inside.

Nangong Jing's black eyes were filled with pain, and after adjusting her emotions, she slowly raised her head and said hoarsely: "Because, you don't love me at all!
You are guilty of everything to me, whether it was before or now, do you dare to say that you didn't decide to give up your practice because you didn't want to owe me? "

Jian Junxi's heart felt as if a thorn had passed through it, with incomparable force, the pain penetrated deep into his soul.

She heard the sound of heartbreak, but she couldn't deny that she turned around because of that dream.

Nangong Jing's eyes were full of mist, her fists were clenched tightly, and she said angrily: "I exchanged my sincerity for your guilt, this is not the love I want!
Yang Feixue, no matter how much I love you, I still can't accept your love because of shame, so let's take advantage of everything before it's too late.
You continue to walk your path of practice, I crossed my single-plank bridge, chased for 16 years, I am really tired, I don’t want to chase anymore..."

The one who knows her Jian Junxi best is Nangong Jing. She doesn't love anyone, she didn't know how to love before, and after practicing, she doesn't even know how to love!
Jian Junxi held back the turbulent tears in his eyes, a bitterness slipped from the corner of his lips, does it hurt?

It would be a lie to say that it doesn't hurt at all. After finally mustering up the courage, I hope that they will walk through thousands of rivers and mountains together and live up to all the emotions he has given to himself.

But he suddenly retreated, and the reason was because of her guilt!
"One flower, one leaf, one Tathagata, Buddha's vows are as deep as the sea, long-cherished wishes cannot be changed, don't be greedy for worldly love!" Hong Yuan's words before his death suddenly echoed in her ears.

Maybe it's really guilt!So what?Don't want to owe anyone anything, right?

In any case, she had at least taken that step, but feelings were not her business alone.

She closed her eyes, and the slender eyelashes left a faint shadow on her eyes, trembling like a butterfly hurting secretly.

It turned out that she was really an unintentional person, that little bit of pain was completely negligible, she was as free and easy as the wind, taking it in and out...

Finally, he said with a wry smile: "One day in the future, if I become a Buddha, when I sit in the sky overlooking you, I hope you...don't ask again, hurt you so deeply, will my heart hurt?" pain?"

Nangong Jing's eyes were suddenly hazy, like withered grass and fallen leaves flying all over the sky, sad and desperate, she paused for a few seconds before replying: "Okay... from now on, never mention it!"

Jian Junxi's thin lips were lightly pursed into a straight line, the bottom of his dark eyes was like the sky after the rain, he turned around to hide his dark wound.

"They said, you were born to be a Buddha, I...I hope you... soon come to fruition!"

Nangong Jing stared at her back, her eyes were full of grief, and all kinds of emotions in her heart were like violent waves, attacking violently, it was already unbearable to study.

Jian Junxi froze all over, took the Buddhist beads in his hand, and pushed them one by one.
After a while, his gaze became as calm as water, and he coughed and asked, "Ahem... are you sure... you don't need me to explain to my parents and children?"

Nangong Jing was completely disheartened, her heart seemed to be pulled tightly by an invisible rope, she pursed her lips and said, "Well, you don't need it, your parents have always supported your cultivation, Jinyu... When he grows up... he will definitely understand !"

A wry smile rose from the corner of Jian Junxi's lips, he held his chest and coughed a few times, and then began to tidy up his salute.

(End of this chapter)