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

Chapter 2891 I'm Getting used to it
Sincerely grateful: "Thank you for taking care of our family these years. In the future, everyone can live the life they want. For specific requirements, you can consult with Yan Rongliang and Wen Hao. From now on, please take good care of yourself. Remember me, treasure!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" just finished the words.

Among the crowd, Jiang Xiaoyu was the one who cried the most. Ever since the three of Yang Hui and the others passed away, she had become muddled, as if her soul had been taken away by a god.

As long as she thought of Prajna's eyes asking for help and reminding her, she felt extremely guilty. If she had understood at that time, perhaps none of the three of them would have died.

But if it's just if, maybe it's just maybe...

When she heard Jiang Lingxi say that Jian Junxi decided to practice again, she seemed to have lost her backbone, she was completely out of control, and it was hard to express the grief in her heart.

It seems that she can only express her collapse with crying, as if only tears can explain her despair.

"Mom... woo woo... Don't be like this..." Jiang Lingxi pulled her arm at a loss, tears streaming down her face like a torrent.

It’s okay not to mention it, but at this mention, the crying began to be deafening, like weeping like complaining, dripping dripping...

Jian Junxi's clear eyes were as bright as blue glass, after a few flashes.

Walked in front of her calmly, gently wiped away the tears on her face, and said hoarsely: "Aunt Jiang, I was wrong that night, don't bother with me, this is their fate, it has nothing to do with you, in the future you will be good." take care."

"No...young master...I...I should...should have found out...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..." Jiang Xiaoyu wanted to Express your remorse by kneeling.

Jian Junxi grabbed her arm in time, and then held her right hand.

With red eyes, he said: "Don't do this. The Buddha said that good will be rewarded with good, and evil will be rewarded with evil. It's not that there will be no reward. It's just that the time has not come. Besides, they won't want to see us like this!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." shuddered all over Jiang Xiaoyu, a hint of shock flashed through her eyes full of grief, and she nodded obediently as her crying gradually died down.

After comforting everyone, he ate dinner, carried a simple bag on his back, held a Buddhist bead in his left hand, and put his right hand upright in front of his chest, and embarked on the road of practice again.

It was almost dusk, and the already dark weather became more gloomy. When the sky and the earth were about to be stitched together, the boundless wheat fields turned from green to dark gray.

All stood at the door for a final farewell.

"Do you have to leave at this time? Can't you stay another night?" Jiang Lingxi asked cautiously, holding back tears.

Jian Junxi's face was calm, and his tone was rather helpless: "One night sooner, one night later, I have to leave. The tonight you are worried about is also the tomorrow night I want to spend. Practitioners eat a lot of food and wear a lot of food. It won't change in the next few years, I'm used to it."

The sentence "I'm used to it" made the soft-hearted women cry again.

They are lofty and wealthy young masters, who obviously have everything and are already an existence that countless people look up to, but they must live a miserable life of being homeless and penniless.

The so-called practice is actually just to make her continue to suffer...

Of course, they only dare to think in their hearts, but dare not speak out...

Hongye stood at the front, and Ling Kong followed behind with his schoolbag on his back. One had a complex expression, and the other was puzzled...

(End of this chapter)