Jian Guairen spoke lightly.
But Xia Xi's face had already become extremely unsightly.
Ice and snow filled the air, water turned into ice, the sky froze and the earth was locked!
Presented on her exquisite little face.
The air in the car decreased by a few degrees, filled with coldness!
Xia Xi's red lips moved, saying: "You don't understand!"
Without personal experience.
How could you possibly understand that kind of pain, that kind of helplessness!
This feeling can only be understood by those who have truly died once.
The scars of the past life can't be casually dug up and touched!
Even if there is a reason, it's not allowed!
"Ha, fine, I don't understand! You understand!"
Jian Guairen sneered sarcastically, saying: "I think you're not scared anymore, having tasted some sweetness, you think you can change destiny! I'm telling you clearly, if you can't recover your memory, all of it is in vain ---"
This sentence was somewhat aggressive, even a bit excessive.
