Chapter 860 Jianghu(58)

Fu Yue quickly grabbed Yu Yan's collar to prevent her from rushing in.

But Fu Yue realized that she was overthinking.

Yu Yan said that this damn woman cherished her life very much. Following her movement of grabbing her collar, she stopped without even making a show of struggle.

Fu Yue: "..."

Metaphor: "Woo woo woo, my white jade Guanyin, ugh——"

Fu Yue tapped Yu Yan's mute point, grabbed her by the collar, took her away, and flew away, allowing the girl Yu Yan to experience what it means to be airsick for a while.

Metaphor: Ahhhhhhh——

I'm airsick, please slow down!

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The Treasure Pavilion of Shen Jue Palace was burned down.

This incident instantly caused an uproar in the world.

There was a fire in the backyard.

The Palace of Divine Jue was once reduced to a laughing stock.

The Master of Shenjue Palace was furious and vowed to find the culprit. She never thought that the culprit was the apprentice she was once most proud of, and the shame she wanted to get rid of some time ago.

After doing this bad thing.

Fu Yue returned to the inn and saw a man lying on his bed, wearing red clothes and with a high ponytail. The man fell on the bed, face down, and stood upright.

This person is obviously Ji Qinglin.

As soon as she stepped in, Fu Yue smelled the smell of alcohol filling the room. His eyes fell and he saw several empty wine bottles lying in front of the bed.

She frowned.

What does this guy want to drink?

Fu Yue walked to the bed and pulled Ji Qinglin's sleeves. Unexpectedly, this man was quite heavy, "Wake up, Ji Qinglin! Wake up -"

The swordsman in red twisted, but didn't react at all, and continued to sleep.

"Don't make trouble, let me sleep for a while, I have a headache..."

Perhaps due to drinking, his voice was slightly hoarse and sounded a bit sultry.

Fu Yue continued to tug on Ji Qinglin's sleeves.

Then the opponent grabbed her waist with a backhand, and a strong force came over her. Fu Yue's waist was grasped by a pair of sharp-jointed hands. The world was spinning. She blinked and was instantly pressed under this man.

The man's head was buried in her neck, and his soft lips kissed her one after another.

Fu Yue: "???"

Does this person go crazy as soon as he comes up?

Fu Yue frowned and moved aside, reaching out to push the person in front of him, "Ji Qinglin, please wake up and get out of the way. Why are you so drunk in broad daylight?"

The bite hurt her a little.

Fu Yue took a breath of air: "Hiss——"

She raised her elbow and pressed it against Ji Qinglin's chest, bumped into him with her arm, and pushed the man away, "Ji Qinglin, you——"

After seeing this person's appearance clearly.

Fu Yue's words stopped suddenly, and her eyes widened slightly.

This person in front of me.

She has a high nose and thin lips, a pair of peach blossom eyes that are narrow and seductive, and her eyebrows are a bit strange for no reason.

This person is undoubtedly Qi Chen, not Ji Qinglin.

Fu Yue: "..."

wcccc, why is this person so crazy? Coming here wearing Ji Qinglin's clothes, how should she react?

The other party's thick and curled eyelashes trembled, and they slowly opened their eyelashes. The golden color flashed through the pupils, as light as the sun, and incredibly beautiful.

"Why did you push me?"

There was a flash of grievance in the man's eyes, which looked inexplicably soft and soft. It made people feel that it was his fault, and he couldn't bear to blame him anymore.

He leaned towards Fu Yue softly again.

But who is Fu Yue!

She can bear it!

Fu Mo De's emotional boss Yue pushed the man in front of him away without hesitation, and said in a colder voice: "Master Qi, please respect yourself."

Qi Chen's eyes suddenly became clear.

He seemed to have solved the blindfold just now and revealed his face...

"Master Qi, please explain why you appeared in my room, wearing...this outfit?"

Fu Yue's voice was a bit dangerous.

Good night