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

Chapter 697 Love Triangle

Suddenly, the whole audience fell silent, looking at the three of them in a daze, some people's faces flashed enlightenment, some people's faces were full of astonishment, some people's faces were full of pity, and more people It's watching the fun...

"What's none of your business?" Nangong Jing narrowed her eyes slightly, exuding an extremely dangerous cold light.

"He doesn't want to, but he can't!" Mo Zixuan's face darkened, without any fear.

"Really?" Nangong Jing's whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of ice that would not melt for a thousand years. Although the words he spit out were only two words, they still made people feel creepy.

"If you want to die so much, I don't mind giving you a ride!" After speaking, he let go of Jian Junxi, and raised his fist like a speeding bullet, aiming at Mo Zixuan's side face.

Mo Zixuan turned his head suddenly, let go of Jian Junxi, the color in his eyes faded, and after he dodged, he raised his leg and aimed at Nangong Jing's chest and was about to kick him, Nangong Jing also raised his leg...

"Stop!" Jian Junxi roared, and the two retracted their long legs at the same time.

Nangong Jing grabbed Jian Junxi's left hand again. Seeing this, Mo Zixuan also grabbed her right hand. She was held by each of them, and the fire in her heart burst out, and she roared furiously: "Let go!" !"

"Jian Junxi, you'd better not challenge my patience, otherwise, I don't know what I will do!" Nangong Jing's cold words did not have any warmth, and contained a strong smell of alcohol.
The intimidating gaze was like a sharp blade, staring at Mo Zixuan all the time, as if wanting to scrape his bones and constrict his tendons...

Mo Zixuan's dark eyes flickered slightly, and his right hand subconsciously clenched into a fist. He really didn't have the strength to fight him, but it didn't mean he was afraid of him!

Seeing the cold light in Nangong Jing's eyes, Jian Junxi's face sank instantly, he clenched his fists tightly, trying to suppress the anger in his heart, and said coldly: "What do you want me to do?"

Nangong Jing raised her eyebrows slightly, and said coldly, "I want you to play the piano for me..."

"I don't know..." Jian Junxi refused with a cold face. He hasn't touched the piano for 800 years, and he has long forgotten how to play it...

"Young Master Jing, let me play for you!" Mo Zixuan couldn't bear her embarrassment, and said coldly.

"No need, I want him to play..." Nangong Jing seemed to have really drunk too much, and there was a bit of stubborn childishness in her words.

"I said, I won't..." Jian Junxi shook it vigorously while speaking, but his strength was too great...

"I know, you will..." After finishing speaking, he pulled her towards the stage, Mo Zixuan grabbed her right hand firmly,
"Hiss..." Jian Junxi cried out in pain, she turned her head and looked at Mo Zixuan tearfully.
This look made his heart startled suddenly, he felt that he seemed to be in pain, unbearable flashed through the bottom of his dark eyes, and he let go of his hand suddenly...

Nangong Jing dragged Jian Junxi to the stage. Her eyes met Mo Zixuan's, with deep reluctance in her eyes, like a pair of lovers who were deeply in love and were forcibly separated by a cruel man. Everyone couldn't help but gasped.

Mo Zixuan stood on the spot and clenched his fists tightly. His heart felt inexplicably painful. The pain made him unable to breathe. It was as if a sharp sword was pierced into his heart suddenly. He subconsciously clenched his fists.

I really wanted to rush over and snatch him back, but it was just playing a song, and it seemed that there was no need to be so stiff. Thinking about it, I sat down in my original position.

(End of this chapter)