Chapter 837： Jianghu(35)

Qi Chen sneered.

"Don't think about it, it's impossible, he will never come to save you."

Obviously, Qi Chen had already made up for Fu Yue's deep roots in Ji Qing Lin's affection until death. There was an unknown fire burning in his heart.

In my heart, I was panicked.

Obviously everything is developed according to his plan, but why is he so upset?

Qi Chen thought so.

laugh.

Isn't it a plaything?

So why should he suppress himself?

Qi Chen closed his eyes, and the curled and slender eyelashes spread out like a fan. After opening them again, some of the colors that had been suppressed by him appeared again.

He got up and leaned over, his slender body covered Fu Yue, his fingers held her shoulders, and a good smell came from all over his body.

Fu Yue was a little drunk when she smelled it, and looked a little unconscious.

But, deep in her eyes.

It was completely cold, without a trace of affection.

Qi Chen kissed her lips.

Subconsciously, Fu Yue wanted to touch the dagger on his sleeve.

Then, her fingers were caught.

The man gradually sounded with a few threatening voices, "Gu You-Ning, if you are more acquainted, you should please me, not make these useless resistance."

Fu Yue's eyes darkened.

Please?

Ah……

The lights were on in the carriage, but Qi Shen raised his hand and waved casually.

The dim light was turned off.

His vision became blurred in an instant, and his eyes were pitch black. In the darkness, the five senses would be magnified, and Fu Yue's defiant movement stopped.

Qi Chen bit on Fu Yue's shoulder, her slightly pointed teeth stabbed her a bit, but it was more itchy.

Seeing that her shirt was about to be stripped off.

... She is about to become innocent!

Fu Yue was cruel, and the dagger in her hand slashed her thigh.

Blood dripping.

There was a strong smell of blood.

After Qi Shen's movements, people like him are obviously extremely sensitive to cold weapons. He also noticed Fu Yue's movements, but he didn't have time to stop them.

The man raised his slender hand and drew the carriage window curtain.

Through the light moonlight, Fu Yue's injury could be seen clearly.

The wound was not shallow, the bright red blood snaking down, dyed Fu Yue's white clothes red, and looked shocking in the moonlight.

Qi Chen cursed a **** in a low voice, raised his slender jade fingers, and quickly tapped several acupuncture points on Fu Yue's body twice.

It was amazing that the blood that had been so much stopped unexpectedly.

Fu Yue: "..."

Can you still play like this?

With a gloomy and beautiful face, Qi Chen lit the lamp again, lowered his eyes, stared at Fu Yue's wound, closed his eyes, and uttered a word with complex expression.

"It's better to kill you directly, save..."

He didn't say the second half.

Fu Yueliang whizzed and said: "You can kill, anyway, I am a useless person. What's the point of being alive."

Qi Shen said nothing.

He squatted down, reached out his hand in the drawer of the table, and turned out a medicine box, took out the bandage and the golden sore medicine from it, and threw it to Fu Yue.

"Bundage yourself."

Fu Yue glanced at the medicine and sneered, with no intention of accepting it.

Qi Shen: "..."

Yu Yan outside was taken aback by the flickering light.

? ? ? Meow meow meow? ? ?

what's the situation?

When Yu Yan heard some noises at first, she thought trivially what was going on. However, this is not even time for a stick of incense...