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

Also, if this man didn't love you like his life and love you to the bone, how could he be your catastrophe?
He killed his father and mother to avenge you, and let right and wrong have nothing to do with you. This is his choice. It is really not easy to do this step. Why can't you accept his love?The way to repay him is not only..."

"Is it okay to resurrect him by exchanging your life for your life?" Jian Junxi interrupted expressionlessly, the light rain was getting heavier and heavier, and her clothes would be soaked by now.

"Why are you so stubborn? Are you really unable to pass the last hurdle?" Chilong was sympathetic, distressed and embarrassed, more like he was afraid of something, and kept circling in mid-air.

Jian Junxi seemed to have swallowed a large bowl of traditional Chinese medicine, and the pain from his throat all the way to his heart, suddenly thought of Master Hongyuan's advice, and now, one by one has come true.

"He's right. There are too many people I've been sorry to in my life. I'm really ashamed to have failed the Buddha and him! What makes me feel ashamed the most is my self-righteousness...

This hurdle seems to be really hard to get through..." Her thin lips were full of bitterness.

Chilong looked at her steadfastly, his deep eyes were full of complexity, and he remained silent...

"The Buddha arranged for you to appear by my side. There should be a mission. Tell me, what price will you pay? You just say it!" Jian Junxi raised his head and said casually.

"You...you know?" Chilong looked at her in astonishment.

Jian Junxi replied disapprovingly: "I don't know, I just think the Buddha should have his arrangements."

Chilong suddenly felt speechless, but couldn't help but enlighten him: "But he regards death as home, are you sure that continuing to live will be the result he wants?".

"It doesn't matter what he thinks, I just don't want to owe him this love!" Jian Junxi's clear and indifferent eyes were full of determination, and he didn't intend to discuss any further.

"I'm really curious, do you know what kind of feelings you have for him?" Chi Long's question was equivalent to torturing her soul.

Jian Junxi's eyes were slightly confused, what kind of emotion?Apparently it doesn't consider "love".

Really never loved?How can it hurt if you don't love?But if she had loved, she really had no mercy when the sword pierced his chest.

Suddenly recalling the complex and painful look in his eyes before he died, his heart was still as if a needle had been pricked, he was silent for a long time, and pulled his thin lips and said: "I don't know..."

"Then why do you want to resurrect him now? Do you like it or not?" Chilong's eyes were extremely penetrating, as if he wanted to see through her body to see through her soul.

"Neither!" She answered this question very simply, and then added: "I simply don't want to owe him!"

"Really?" Looking into her deep eyes, Chilong continued to ask: "Then do you still want to be with him?"

"I don't want to! It's absolutely impossible!" Jian Junxi's slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and the complexity in his eyes was like a wave.

Does she hate Nangong Jing?No, she didn't hate, but felt ashamed. Every time she saw him, it was like God was deliberately reminding her how ignorant and ignorant she was in the past.

Chilong replied helplessly: "Wu Xin, why bother..."

The pain in Jian Junxi's eyes carried the loneliness after drinking alone, he raised his eyelids, but he didn't even refute...

Chilong thought that she still couldn't let go of this hatred, so he asked the essence of practice three times.