Chapter 1892 How easy is it to find him?

Nangong Jing looked at it coldly as if overlooking an ant.

Seeing that the fire was getting bigger and bigger, Jiang Han couldn't bear to persuade him: "Master, they don't know anything, even if you burn them to death, they won't be able to find Young Master Jian!"

However, Nangong Jing's cold eyes were not moved at all, as if she must watch these monks burn to death today.

"Gong Jing, you can't do this, they are innocent!" Lin Yiyi cried and cried, with tears in her eyes.

Nangong Jing's eyes were stained with frost, but she still didn't say a word.

Wen Hao was blocked at the foot of the mountain by Nangong Jing's people. In the morning, he suddenly received a call from Jiang Heng, saying that Jian Junxi's body had disappeared in Hong Yuan's house.
In a fit of anger, Nangong Jing wanted to burn all the monks in the temple to death. After thinking about it, he felt that only Yang Hui and his wife could persuade him, and only they could go up the mountain.

So, they were picked up from home without stopping.

Maybe God didn't want to see this tragedy happen, and it suddenly rained heavily on Pantuo...

Jiang Han wanted to push Nangong Jing into the room, but his hands grabbed the wheels desperately, unwilling to move a bit.

Lin Yiyi and Yang Hui looked up at the sky, saw that it was raining heavily, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking down at Nangong Jing sitting in the wheelchair, a layer of mist suddenly formed in the bottom of the eyes.

"Gong Jing..." Yang Hui hoarsely called out.

Nangong Jing didn't seem to hear any sound, she sat in place without moving, her empty eyes were full of anger.

"Gong Jing, what's going on?" Lin Yiyi looked at Hong Yuan's small building, puzzled.

Nangong Jing pursed her thin lips tightly and remained silent.

"Ma'am, it's like this..." Jiang Han briefly explained everything.

Although I don't know what happened after they went in, what is certain is that Master Hongyuan left Jian Junxi's body behind.

The heavy rain was still falling, drenching everyone like a drowned rat. Lin Yiyi squatted in front of Nangong Jing, and wiped the tears mixed with rain on her face.

Choked up and persuaded: "Gong Jing, I know you are very sad now, in fact, our mood is the same as yours, but think about it
Master Hongyuan must be trying to save her, as long as Xueer is still alive, one day we will find them, right? "

She also comforted herself in this way in her heart. If she couldn't see it, at least it was a hope. Compared with seeing her dead body, she would rather see this kind of result.

Nangong Jing's eyes full of anger flickered slightly, the fist on her leg trembled violently in the wind and rain, Hong Yuan would resurrect her.

But he will definitely try his best to change her, and do everything possible to prevent them from being together, he doesn't want to do this.
Even if all she sees in her eyes is guilt, she doesn't want her to see herself as a stranger. Moreover, Hong Yuan is different from ordinary people. Finding him is not easy.

Seeing that he was unmoved, Lin Yiyi lowered her head and covered her face, sobbing softly.

Yang Hui squatted down, like a loving father, held his violently trembling fist, and said hoarsely: "Gong Jing, you know, Xue'er has had a very difficult life since she was a child.

Her mother and I thought that she could live a more relaxed life and not carry such a heavy burden on her shoulders, but she has always been very independent!
Her mother also blames me, she has been too used to her, and listens to her everything, but she is already very unhappy, if I don't listen to her, she will be even more sad.
I don't want to see her frowning expression, as long as she lives happily, she can kill me!

(End of this chapter)

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