Jian Jinge paused for a moment, then said, "And that renewed hope is the concrete news that her brother is still alive. Only then will she truly cherish the only relative she has lost and found again.

Next time she chooses to help a stranger, her brain will think first.

Should I help? What will be the consequences of helping? What consequences will it bring to myself and even my family and friends?

Otherwise, if I told her directly about her brother's information at the beginning, she would just think that things would work out in the end, and when it was time to escape, she would still choose to do so out of weakness.

Next time, when she has to choose between her conscience and the concepts of good and evil, her concepts of good and evil will probably still make her choose to be a good person and help others in need.

What an innocent person! It takes great love from her parents and a good atmosphere to create such a pure, kind and weak character of a saint.

Even though she should have held a grudge against me, she chose to let bygones be bygones and helped me again based on her conscience. Ji Wanxue... is truly kind!

I really envy her a little bit!"

Jian Jinge looked quietly at the milk tea in the cup, stirring the spoon lightly with her fingers. She spoke the last sentence very softly, like the wind, almost in a delirium.

Even though my hearing is very good, I still couldn't hear what she said in the last sentence.

"Second Miss, you are still too kind!" commented from the age of 21.

If it were him, he wouldn't care about the life or death of a stranger whose name he didn't even know.

And, most importantly, he had a hunch that the Second Young Lady deserved to be treated sincerely.

"Kind." When Jian Jinge heard these two words used to describe her, she instantly smiled, not because she was happy, but because she found it funny.

She helped Ji Wanxue simply to see what a person with such a strong sense of good and evil could do.

If he were to transform, what kind of person would he become?

For example, becoming a decisive killer, or keeping a low profile and becoming a cold-blooded person for the sake of the only relative.

In reality, Jian Jinge felt that Ji Wanxue was not the kind of person who had no strengths or merits.

Otherwise, in District 25 of the Outer City, she would not be the only one who was not caught besides them.

Jian Jinge has not forgotten the conversation between Young Master Wen and his lackeys.

Ji Wanxue was simply bound by her own moral bottom line of good and evil, so the higher the morality, the more painful she felt, and the more she wanted to escape reality.

Jian Jinge thought again of the dozen or so wolf-like cubs he met in District 17 of the outer city, as well as his younger brother Ji Wanxue, whose eyes were equally fierce and cold.

If these people develop, they should become a strong force.

It would be better for little wolf brother and little white rabbit sister to depend on each other and support each other.

Of course, Jian Jinge would not follow Sui and tell these truths.

She looked at Cong Sui's light blue eyes and suddenly found that his eyes were actually very clean and pure.

Suddenly, the corners of her lips curved slightly, and a gleam of light flashed in her eyes. It seems that she has been a simple child since she was 18 years old.

A little thought, but not much.

Not much, okay.

obedient.

"Cong Sui, you can't say that. As the saying goes, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda!" Jian Jinge adjusted his posture and spoke nonsense seriously.

After hearing this, Cong Sui was silent for a second, "Second Miss, why don't you just kill Thomson Aviva?"

Jian Jinge paused in stirring the milk tea, her eyes darkened for a moment, and she took a sip of the milk tea. Instead of answering his question, she said softly, "Since you were 18, I've already answered several of your questions. Now, it's your turn to answer mine."

From age: ...

Why did he always have the feeling that everything the Second Young Lady had just done was just to wait for him here?

Illusion?

"Who is the mutant next to Jian Luoling?" Jian Jinge looked at him with a smile, his movements relaxed and casual, as if this was a casual question.

Silent from the year.

The second young lady’s question is very sharp.

But… His light blue eyes stared straight into the second young lady’s inky black eyes. Half a second later, he heard himself say, “Replying to the second young lady, it’s the first one in the Tianzi level, the Wei generation. The names are Wei He, Wei Yu, Wei De, and Wei Shui.”

Even though Jian Jinge was mentally prepared, he couldn't help but feel gloomy when he heard this.

Every word spoken by Sui is a piece of heavy information.

"How is the strength?"

Cong Sui's eyes were a little vague, but he still said seriously, "I can beat five Cong Qian!"

Jian Jinge:......

She was silent for three seconds, then she heard herself ask, "Cong 20 years old, are you also at the Tianzi level?"

Congsui touched his nose and lowered his voice, "No, I am from the Huangzijie generation."

"How many character levels do you have?"

"Among the four character levels of Tiandi Xuanhuang, the Huang character level... is the weakest." A hint of discomfort flashed across Cong Sui's face, and he said vaguely, "The Cong character generation is also the weakest in the Huang character level!"

Jian Jinge:......

Silence is Cambridge tonight.

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