Chapter 879： Jianghu(77)

A young man with red hair and ink.

The eyes that are beautiful as stars are now fierce and fierce, not at all as clear and simple as in the past.

It's as if the little white rabbit tore open the hypocritical skin, revealing its ferocious nature, but it is actually a beast that only chooses people to eat.

Ji Qinglin, no, it should be Qi Shen. He pinched the silver mask with his fingers, glanced down, and a touch of sarcasm flashed across his eyes, before raising his eyes to look at the dumbfounded crowd.

"What? How excited is it when you see this seat? Can't even speak?"

The demon in red smiled, showing white and cold teeth. It was a face that couldn't be more beautiful, but it made people feel cold.

The one who faced Qi Chen's face was the Patriarch Mu that he had just said. The old man almost didn't mention it at once, and he was so angry with Qi Chen.

"You, you—how could you be Ji Qinglin?"

It's not hard to hear the heartache.

The noisy venue instantly quieted down, everyone was as quiet as a chicken, and they looked at each other, and they could see the consternation on each other's face.

One person said with sorrow, "Well, how could this Qi Shen be Ji Qinglin? It's ridiculous! Together, our big guy has been fooled by this demon as a fool for so many years!!"

Thinking of how much I respected this martial arts first person in the past, how ironic it is now.

The faith in their hearts, the leader of the righteous way, is actually the murderous demon of this demon sect.

Is there anything more ridiculous than this?

There was a clamor again off the court, and everyone who had been deceived couldn't wait to take their swords and smash them directly, with fire in their eyes, and the hands holding the sword slowly tightened.

"Qi Shen, die!"

"Devil, don't hesitate to die!"

As they said, two people raised the swords in their hands and pierced straight towards Qi Chen, obviously dazzled by anger.

The demon in red sighed.

"Stubborn."

A fluttering sentence, a bit of mockery and a bit of helplessness.

He really couldn't figure out where this group of trash came from. The courage to be an enemy of him?

Isn't it good to live well?

Must come to die.

After extinguishing two early birds, Qi Chen patted the dust on his sleeves and shook his head. His lips seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and he was slightly hooked. He was in a good mood.

Someone angered Qi Shen: "So you did this, why did you use being a relative to lure Qi Shen over, but it was a good show that you directed and acted by yourself, in order to catch us in the urn, Qi Shen! You are so poisonous! thought!!"

Hear the words.

The beautiful man in red smiled, he almost couldn't hold his sword.

"You? You are also worthy."

"I did it for..." There was always only that one person.

Qi Shen's gaze couldn't help but fall on Fu Yue's body, his eyes flashed, as if he was afraid to face her, his face didn't have the arrogant look just now.

Seeing Fu Yue looking at him, there was no expression on his face, just staring at him so coldly, Qi Chen stepped towards Fu Yue.

"Let me explain--"

Fu Yue made a stop gesture, beckoning Qi Shen not to come.

Qi Chen stopped obediently, his thin lips gradually pursed a curve, and his eyes flashed a little obviously at a loss.

The man in red smiled.

Two dimples appeared on the white cheeks.

Softly coaxed:

"Hey, come here."

"I won't hurt you."