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

Chapter 517 The show just started...

"Yes, master!" Abu began to arrange, and Mo Ranyue's dark brown pupils flashed fear, and she grabbed Jian Junxi's clothes tightly.

There was a trace of tenderness in her cold eyes, and she said lightly: "Don't be afraid, no one will dare to hurt you again, you go for a physical examination first, I'll go there later..."

"Okay..." She tried her best to pull out a smile, although smiling was uglier than crying, and it hurt especially, but she just didn't want "him" to worry.

She put Mo Ranyue on the back seat, and Jian Junxi ordered to the two bodyguards in front: "You two, protect her!"

"Yes, master!" After the two men replied respectfully, Jian Junxi closed the car door and watched the car drift away...

Her side face was like the most perfect work of God. There was no expression on her face, but the breath around her was getting colder and colder. She turned slowly and looked at Nangong Jing again.

The hatred in his brows was getting deeper and deeper, and there was a treacherous coldness in the eyes gleaming with cold light. With the momentum of the return of the king, he walked towards him step by step.

Nangong Jing also walked slowly towards Jian Junxi's direction. In an instant, their eyes met each other, iceberg to iceberg, and even the air was filled with frost.

It made the people present feel a chill, as cold as the twelfth lunar month in winter, so cold that it was suffocating...

Jian Junxi stopped in her tracks and watched him getting closer and closer with squinted eyes. There was her undisguised hatred in her deep eyes. Her intimidating gaze was like a scalpel, as if it wanted to tear his skin and bones apart.

Nangong Jing looked at her with such angry and hateful eyes, his heart was like a knife scraping and stabbing fiercely, it was very painful, the pain made his nose sore, his throat was choked, and he walked towards her step by step. approach.

It was only a little distance, but he felt that he had walked a century.

When Nangong Jing stood opposite Jian Junxi, she pursed her lips and wanted to say something, but felt that something was stuffed in her throat, which made him choke and couldn't speak...

"I don't know what Young Master Jing means? You don't want me to go in and sit down, I'm ready?" Jian Junxi's cold mocking voice made him suffocate, his brows were furrowed, his heart ached so much that he couldn't breathe .

Seeing that he didn't speak, Jian Junxi raised his eyelids, his eyes were stained with frost, he flapped his long and slightly curly eyelashes, and the chill became deeper every time he blinked.

A sneer flashed across the corner of Baoliang's lips: "What do you mean by not talking? This doesn't look like your Nangong Jing style! Are you afraid that your subordinates won't be able to catch me, so you want to do it yourself?"

"No..." Nangong Jing spoke with difficulty, her voice a little hoarse.

"Why didn't you come here? Come to show off how strong your Nangong family is? It's very fulfilling to force me to a dead end, isn't it? It doesn't matter, you wait for me, the good show has just begun..."

There was no trace of warmth in every word she roared out. In the cold eyes, the monstrous anger burned more and more, as if he would never stop until he was burned.

Nangong Jing stared at the cold star, her whole body exuded an extremely cold aura, her thin lips moved slightly: "It's not me..."

Jian Junxi's eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of sarcasm flashed across his cold and sweltering eyes, and he sarcastically said in an insinuating tone: "It's not you? Heh...

Nangong Jing, you think it's the first day I come out to hang out, and you can't tell how many factions there are in the whole of Kyoto?Your Nangong family is rich, powerful and powerful, it's really amazing! "

Nangong Jing clenched her fists tightly, pursed her thin lips, and remained silent. She really wanted to explain clearly, but she didn't know how to explain...

(End of this chapter)