A life for a life

At this moment, Jian Jian was really murderous. After returning from rebirth, she had never been so angry as at this moment.

Just because there is a life-extending talisman in Mr. Xi's body, and what remains on it is his mother's breath. Life is exchanged for life, allowing him to survive today smoothly.

It turned out that this was the price the Xi family was willing to protect them for ten years. Jian Jian looked at Young Master Xi with indifferent eyes.

At this moment, the aura of the former Mahayana monk was intimidating. The people around him seemed to feel the uneasy factor in the air and became quiet. The girls surrounding Xiao Xi all closed their mouths and followed his gaze.

It's simple.

At this time, Mr. Xi's whole body was stiff and he could not move even a little. His throat seemed to be slowly tightened, and his breathing began to become faster. The indifference in Jian Jian's eyes made him even more frightened.

Simple walked toward Xi Zhongqiu step by step with elegant steps, as if stepping on his heart step by step, causing beads of sweat to slowly form on his forehead, and the people around him automatically gave way to a passage.

Her simple, elegant and smiling face was stained with a bloodthirsty expression for the first time, and her lightly swaying red dress made her look like a flower of hell that takes human life.

Jian Jian has gathered magic power in her hands. She can pull out the talisman from Xi Zhongqiu's body and raise her hand to complete it. But what happens if she takes back the life-extending talisman? Can she give her mother's life back?

No, she couldn't stop her mother from leaving for the rest of her life. In her heart, she desperately wanted to kill this person and vent her anger.

If there was substantial murderous intent surrounding Xi Zhongqiu, he was extremely desperate at this moment, his face was pale and his body was trembling.

"Simple."

She seemed to hear her mother's gentle call. At this moment, Jian Jian had already come to Xi Zhongqiu and stood one step away. Her dark hair and skirt fell down. Jian Jian calmed down her aura and murderous aura, but the indifference in her eyes remained unchanged.

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He looked directly into Xi Zhongqiu's eyes, his own figure reflected in the light brown eyes, and after a long time he said: "Live well!"

Xi Zhongqiu was able to move when he simply put away his momentum, but he didn't dare, and even sat down on the ground with his legs weak.

When I heard a simple, clear and cold voice in my ears, I looked up at her. The girl in my eyes was not very beautiful, but she had a natural temperament. Only her eyes were outstanding, and there was an indifference to life in them.

He knew that he had walked around the gate of hell, so he nodded unconsciously, and saw the girl in front of him curl her lips into a smile, then turn around and leave gracefully.

It was only then that he realized how embarrassed he was. The white shirt on his body was soaked with sweat, and his whole body felt like he had been fished out of the water. His legs were so weak that he could not stand up.

He wanted to put his hands on the ground, but only for a moment, he fell back. At this time, the forbidden air around him began to flow. Everyone looked at the boy sitting on the ground in front of them. Two tall people walked directly through the crowd.

When he arrived at Xi Zhongqiu's side, he lifted him up one by one and left the museum in a hurry.

Xi Zhongqiu was sitting in the car, and his hands were still shaking uncontrollably. Then he slowly closed his fingers and made fists with both hands. He felt that he had regained some strength. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said in a trembling voice:

"Uncle Wu, what happened just now? Have you seen that girl?"

Uncle Wu next to him was silent for a while and then said:

"When we saw you, you had already fallen to the ground. We only saw the back of a girl. I arranged for someone to check the surveillance. I just got a reply. One of the sections seemed to have been interfered with. Nothing was recorded. Only the girl's face could be seen.

From the back, the young master should have seen his front face."

"Well, I don't know her. How did you find out something was wrong?"

Uncle Wu turned his attention to Xi Zhongqiu:

"Murderous aura! The murderous aura that makes us tremble as if it were real, I can't guarantee that I can protect you."

There was a long silence after that. Although Xi Zhongqiu wore the title of young master, he was not a child after all. He knew that the people who protected him had all retired from the special operations group, and none of them had blood on their hands, especially Wu

Uncle, he is the "ghost in the night" who makes enemy countries fearful.

He was forced to return to China to recuperate after being seriously injured. He couldn't rest and was called by his father to protect him. It was actually an easy job. I didn't expect that he would also have fun today.

I simply left the museum and stood by the flag stand in the square, looking up at the national flag. The bright red flag was the same color as the skirt I was wearing. It was dyed with the blood of the martyrs.

Once upon a time, she was also the girl who sang the national anthem, saluted, and watched the national flag rise. The experience in his previous life taught him to be indifferent to life and to kill decisively. He became more and more powerful like a great monk, who could block the gods and kill the gods.

The Buddha blocked the Buddha and focused on improving his cultivation. He only rushed forward without looking back.

If it hadn't been for his mother's soft call today, he would probably have killed the boy.

Perhaps her mother had anticipated this day, so she made arrangements in advance to release the sealed sound when her aura was triggered, pulling her back from the edge of rage.

What she heard in her mother's voice was love and compassion for her, without any selfish devotion.
Chapter completed!