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

Chapter 2937 As You Wish (3)

Jian Junxi's footsteps were startled, her jawline was tense, and even if she didn't say a word, she could feel the aura around her getting more and more sinister.

Nangong Jing's eyes swayed with the sorrow of Feng Shu, and she pursed her lips and said: "It's all my fault, I shouldn't pester you, I owe you, my parents owe you, we deserve it no matter if you want to kill or cut.

But can you think about Jinyu, if you destroy the foundation of Nangong's family, you are creating hatred for him, plus our enemies, do you think he can grow up safely? "

Jian Junxi's eyes flickered slightly, sad but not hurt, he pulled his lips and said: "I have the blood of my enemy on my body, it is my greatest kindness not to kill him with my own hands!"

"Then what is your reason for removing the curse?" Nangong Jing's words hit the nail on the head.

"In order to prevent him from becoming the next you!" Jian Junxi did not deny it.

"Then you..." Nangong Jing's eyes were filled with hope for an instant, but he hasn't finished speaking yet...

Then she heard her interrupting coldly and unfeelingly: "Whether he can live or not depends on his own ability!"

"Yang Feixue, can you be more rational, he is your own child!" Nangong Jing almost collapsed.

"If he wasn't my own, do you think I can keep him alive?" Jian Junxi was neither angry nor annoyed, and even refused to turn his head.

"Okay, I can't say no to you, then think about my second uncle, since he is thinking of you when he is dying, can you give me a chance for a fair decisive battle?"

Nangong Jing had no choice but to move Nangong Jun out again, hoping that she would be moved.

Jian Junxi's blue eyes flickered slightly, he raised his head to look at the dark sky, and his white throat slipped silently.

A gust of wind blew past, and the light rain was like silk threads, brushing and rolling down from the sky.

The little raindrops fell on their heads, faces, and bodies, as if God also understood the grief in their hearts and shed tears for them that they couldn't shed.

The coldness of the rain made Jian Junxi suddenly sober, thinking about Nangong Jing's purpose, and said to himself: "A fair decisive battle?"

"Well... didn't you bring a long sword? Let's compete with swords!" Nangong Jing's eyes were full of waves.

Jian Junxi stood against the light, looked at him with a frown, pursed his lips and said, "The kind that doesn't care about life or death?"

"Hmm..." Nangong Jing felt suffocated by someone strangling her neck, and finally squeezed out the word.

Jian Junxi was as indifferent as before, nodded and said: "Okay, as you wish!"

These words were like a sharp long sword, magnetized into his heart unexpectedly, no one noticed, his fingertips were trembling with pain, and in the end, he had to clenched into fists.

"However, your parents must be there!" Jian Junxi's cold eyes showed no trace of human emotion.

Nangong Jing froze, took a deep breath, and agreed, "Okay!"

"Where to fight?" Jian Junxi narrowed his eyes and asked.

"Ge... Fighting Field..." Nangong Jing stared at her face, as if trying to find other emotions in those cold eyes.

"Okay!" It's a pity that her heartless eyes have nothing but cold eyes.

Nangong Jing's body staggered slightly, as if her soul had been taken away by the impermanence of black and white, her eyes were empty and unfocused...

"Pull away all the people who have harmed my parents!" Jian Junxi's eyes were like shooting stars, flashing with hatred, he turned around and left after speaking.

Looking at her decisive back, Nangong Jing's vision became more and more blurred.

(End of this chapter)