Chapter 914 914. If I Were You, I Would Rush Back Right Now

Qiu Jin coughed again, and the blood flowing out of his lips became even faster.

"I know."

Her tone was calm, without any bitterness.

"But, I don't care. Who told me...that I love you."

only the guy drinking water knows it's cold or hot.

Xiang Jinxi looked at her and sighed silently. Finally, he smiled, and the corners of his pale lips slowly raised into a beautiful smile.

Neither gloomy nor cold, although shallow, it is very real, as if the thin veil on weekdays has finally been lifted by him.

There was an amazing feeling of spring blooming, which made Qiu Jin's eyes unconsciously trance.

"Live well." Suddenly, Xiang Jinxi said this.

Then, before Qiu Jin could react, she felt a pain in her neck, and a strong dizziness hit her, pulling her spirit into darkness.

"Towards……"

Xiang Jinxi, don’t...

She wanted to stop it, but couldn't help but closed her eyes.

Xiang Jinxi gently laid her body down and picked up the pistol she had dropped.

Seeing this scene, Huo Li immediately became vigilant.

Huo Yunting didn't move at all. He looked at him with a cold face and pursed his lips slightly. No one could read his thoughts at the moment.

"Huo Yunting."

Xiang Jinxi's voice seemed very happy.

"Actually, for more than a year, I have been thinking, if I had not provoked you, would you have stopped me from killing Huo Zhenning, and if I had succeeded in revenge, or given up on revenge, would I have been happy? a little."

Huo Yunting was silent for a long time, then slowly said two words, "No."

I don't know if his 'no' is an answer to the previous question, or to say that Xiang Jinxi will not let go of his hatred.

Xiang Jinxi had no intention of getting to the bottom of it. He stared at Huo Yunting's face and suddenly exhaled.

"Huo Yunting, I really still hate you."

If it weren't for him, Huo Zhenning would have died a thousand times ago.

"..." Huo Yunting remained silent, seeming to be waiting for his next words.

"Who has a clear definition of winning or losing? I lost everything, but you are not much better."

Xiang Jinxi's expression was calm, but his tone was inexplicably meaningful.

Seeing Huo Yunting frown slightly, Xiang Jinxi gave him a deep look and suddenly said, "If I were you, I would rush back right now without stopping."

Although, he didn't know whether Mo Shan would succeed.

But he can completely use this to delay time and look for opportunities.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt tired.

His whole life was dominated by revenge, but in the end, he had nothing left.

No.

At the very least, there is such a silly woman who is always with him.

It's not a waste of time to come to this world.

Therefore, this reminder should be given to Huo Yunting for free for the sake of God's kindness to him.

As for whether he can catch up, it has nothing to do with him.

"..."

Huo Yunting's eyebrows turned cold, and there was a hint of storm blowing in his eyes.

Before he could ask, Xiang Jinxi suddenly suppressed all the fluctuations on his face, tightened his grip on the gun in his hand, and his voice suddenly became colder.

"Huo Yunting, even if I lose, I will never let myself die in your hands!"

This is his last bit of self-respect and pride.

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and pointed the gun at his temple.

The next second, a gunshot rang out.

The blood flowers bloomed in a sad and beautiful shape.

"..."

Huo Yunting closed his eyes and looked away from the dazzling pool of blood.

For a moment, a complicated light flashed in his eyes.