Chapter 163: : Gu Nanjing died

Chapter 163: The Secret
Even if the first month is almost over, the weather in Kyoto is still very cold.
These days, Jian Xin hasn't gone out and stayed at home all day, but he still dresses up beautifully.
She has always been a beautiful woman.
Although her face was ruined, she did not give up on herself, because beautiful makeup is also important.
She turned her back and couldn't see her scarred face. Just looking at her back, she still felt that she was a rare beauty.
The slender waist with a Yingying grip, the big golden wavy curly hair casually draped
Taking a few big mouthfuls of the soup, Gu Nanjing's eyes fell on Jian Xin's back.
What she is wearing today is a big red coat, just the same color as blood, which is a bit shockingly red.
Staring at her for a long time, Gu Nanjing didn't take his gaze back, and logically said that she shouldn't listen to him as much as before.
Could it be--
Thinking of this, Gu Nanjing retracted his gaze and looked at the bowl of soup that he had drunk in front of him.
Because he hadn't eaten a good meal for several days, he just drank too anxiously and didn't notice the different taste of the soup.
Thinking about it at this moment, there seemed to be some medicinal taste in the soup. It was definitely not the taste of Codonopsis in the soup, but another medicinal taste that he did not know.
"Damn it!" He cursed, picked up the bowl and threw it at Jian Xin, yelling, "What the did you add to this soup?"
The bowl hit Jian Xin's back with a muffled noise, and the hot soup instantly painted greasy marks on her red coat.
The soup slid along the coat to the ground, ticking, ticking.
Jian Xin didn't look back, she straightened her back, like a sculpture.
Seeing that she didn't respond, Gu Nanjing became even more angry, grabbed the spoon on the table, and smashed it at Jian Xin again: "You dead? Turn around!"
This time the spoon didn't hit Jian Xin, but it flew past Jian Xin's ear, and landed at her feet with a jingle.
Her hand on her side could not help but clenched, as if she was about to embed her nails in the flesh.
She bit her lip, turned around slowly, and twitched the corners of her mouth slightly, as if trying to pretend to be calm, "Master Gu, I kindly give you the soup for the dog. If you don't know it, let's take a bowl. Smash me, splash me with soup, tell me how I should say hello?"
She spoke harshly, but her eyes flickered. The smile that I tried to maintain also pulled the hideous scar, revealing a disgusting sense of violation.
Looking at Jian Xin's hideous scar and listening to Jian Xin's tone of voice, Gu Nanjing suddenly felt nauseous and dizzy.
He tightened his heart and looked back to the bowl of soup in front of him-there must be a problem with this bowl of soup. However, he didn't know what Jian Xin this had added.
He stood up suddenly, but felt his head numb, but he didn't have time to think so much, and the monstrous anger robbed him of reason. He stepped to Jian Xin's side and grabbed her hair: "You want to kill me! It's not that easy!" After speaking, he slammed Jian Xin's head against the table. Go: "I will kill you today."
Jian Xin couldn't respond, and his strength was a thousand miles away from Gu Nanjing. Suddenly, he only heard a muffled sound exploding in his ears, and then bursts of roar sounded in his head.
Yes, at home these days, Jian Xin didn't do anything, every day he thought about Gu Nanjing this dog.
She wants to kill him, to take everything from him, and to make him pay for everything!
At first, she was still entangled in how to get in touch with Gu Nanjing, but she didn't expect that this would come to the door by herself. She almost ecstatically prepared chicken soup for the bastard, and then put the long-prepared sleeping pills in the chicken soup.
Everything is so seamless, she will be able to kill enemies immediately.
However, Gu Nanjing found it.
Now, the person who should be dying is punching and kicking her, but she can only scream.
Time after time.
It hurts every bit.
"Go to hell!" Gu Nanjing roared, the anger in his heart couldn't be restrained when he thought of this poisoning him. While scolding Jian Xin as "slut" and "", he kept kicking Jian Xin, stepping on Jian Xin, and beating Jian Xin, as if to beat her to the dust.
I don't know how long the kicking took, Jian Xin had no strength to scream, and Gu Nanjing stopped.
He looked at Jian Xin who was like a broken baby on the ground with satisfaction, smiled triumphantly, and then spit on Jian Xin's scarred face: "Bitch!"
He said, and then sat back on the chair out of breath.
This brutal fight used up a lot of his physical strength, and the half bowl of chicken soup with sleeping pills that he had just eaten gradually worked. At this time, he only felt dizzy and couldn't help but want to rest on his stomach for a while.
However, before he sat down, he felt a figure standing around him, and he instinctively reached out to catch that figure.
However, the sleeping pills began to work, and his reaction dropped a lot in a moment, and his hand was empty. He fixed his eyes and saw that the place where Jian Xin had just lay down was empty, leaving only a small pool of blood.
Gu Nanjing was shocked and yelled badly. He turned around and searched for Jian Xin's figure, but before he found it, a heavy object fell on his head.
There was a sharp pain, and Gu Nanjing fell to the ground.
He was angry, scared, and screaming-he saw Jian Xin holding a hammer and looked at himself condescendingly.
Jian Xin was smiling, and his smile touched on the scars he left, which was particularly hideous and terrifying. But it was surprisingly beautiful... the smile came from the heart, and for a while, Gu Nanjing saw the shadow of childhood in Jian Xin's eyes.
At that time, she was beautiful and innocent, following him, softly shouting, "Brother Nanjing, is Xin Xin good-looking?"
It looks good—he wanted to answer that way, but when he blinked his eyes, the lovely face was covered with long and deep knife marks.
All, from his hands.
Suddenly, Gu Nanjing felt a fear he had never had before.
He wanted to scream and escape, but the sleeping pills slowed his movements, and the sharp pain from his head contained his throat.
Jian Xin approached Gu Nanjing step by step, watching the man he had longed for wriggling like a dying insect, and a burst of pleasure surged in his heart.
It was too ugly, just as ugly as her.
She chuckled, and suddenly rushed over and sat on Gu Nanjing's body-just like he had sat on her before.
"I'm not going to die," she grinned and murmured in a low voice: "You it!"
After speaking, she raised the hammer in her hand and slammed it on Gu Nanjing's head.
"Xin Xin, don't!"
Gu Nanjing screamed for mercy, but did not stop the falling hammer.
Time after time.