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 has now imagined that Fu Yue is deeply in love with Ji Qinglin and will remain loyal to him until death. There was an unknown fire burning in his heart.

My heart was filled with panic.

Obviously everything is developing according to his plan, but why is he so worried?

Qi Chen thought so.

laugh.

It's just a plaything, isn't it?

So why should he suppress himself?

Qi Chen closed his eyes, and his long and curly eyelashes spread out like a fan. When he opened them again, some of the colors that he had suppressed emerged again.

He stood up and leaned over, covering Fu Yue with his slender body, holding her shoulders with his fingers, and the delicious fragrance came from his whole body.

Fu Yue felt a little drunk from the smell and looked a little unconscious.

However, the depth of her eyes.

It was completely cold, without any emotion at all.

Qi Chen kissed her lips.

Fu Yue subconsciously wanted to touch the dagger on her sleeve.

Then, her fingers were clasped.

The man's voice gradually sounded with a hint of threat, "Gu Youning, if you were wiser, you should please me properly instead of making such useless resistance."

Fu Yue's eyes darkened.

To please?

Ah……

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

The dim lights were turned off.

His vision instantly became blurred, and everything in front of him was pitch black. In the darkness, his five senses would be amplified, and Fu Yue's movements of resistance stopped.

Qi Chen bit down on Fu Yue's shoulder. The sharp teeth stung her a little, but it was more of an itch.

Seeing that her middle coat was about to be taken off.

...She is about to lose her innocence!

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

Drenched with blood.

The strong smell of blood came.

Qi Chen's movements paused. People like him were 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 opened the curtain of the carriage window.

Through the clear moonlight, Fu Yue's injuries were clearly visible.

The wound was not shallow, and bright red blood traces snaked down, dyeing the white clothes on Fu Yue's body red, looking shocking in the moonlight.

Qi Chen cursed in a low voice, raised his slender jade-like fingers, and tapped several acupuncture points on Fu Yue's body with quick eyes and hands.

Miraculously, the pouring blood actually stopped.

Fu Yue: "..."

Can you still play like this?

With a gloomy and beautiful face, Qi Chen lit the lamp again. He lowered his eyes, stared at Fu Yue's wounds, closed his eyes, and uttered a sentence with a complicated expression.

"It's better for me to kill you directly and save..."

He didn't say the second half of the sentence.

Fu Yueliang swished and said, "You can kill me, but I'm a useless person anyway, so what's the point of living?"

Qi Chen did not speak.

He knelt down, reached into the drawer of the table and pulled out a medical kit, took out bandages and gold sore medicine and threw it to Fu Yue.

"Wrap it yourself."

Fu Yue glanced at the medicine, sneered, and had no intention of taking it.

Qi Chen: "..."

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Yu Yan outside was startled by the flickering light.

? ? ? Meow meow meow? ? ?

what's the situation?

When Yu Yan heard some noises at first, she thought something was going on. However, this is not even enough time to burn a stick of incense...