Wen Zhigu frowned and was about to turn around and say something when he heard a cold and familiar voice coming from behind Qi Yue: "Let her go."
Wen Zhigu's whole body froze.
But it didn't take long before she slowly turned back, her pupils slightly dilated in disbelief.
He saw Ji Xubai holding a sword in his hand and pressing it against Qi Yue's back.
Ji Xubai's eyes were vicious and sinister, just as hateful as when he was first bullied...
To this day, Wen Zhigu's scalp still feels numb when he sees such eyes.
Maybe he should have appeared at this time to remind her, otherwise she would have almost thought that she was really as good as Qi Yue said. Picky, but Ji Xubai showed up.
When she saw him, she knew how bad and miserable she was.
It was like looking into a mirror, and she was actually just a puddle of mud.
How could Yue say it so well
But it's one thing to understand, it's another thing to see this person trying to hurt her friends.
Wen Zhigu slowly clenched his fists, looked at him coldly and said, "Ji Xubai, do you want to kill someone?"
"If he dares to touch you, I will kill him." Ji Xubai seemed to have lost his mind, with a hint of coldness on his lips and teeth, and his expression was cold.
"How could it be that you are the military advisor of the Sheng army now? You dare to kill him, but are you ready to explain to King Sheng?" Wen Zhigu forced himself to remain calm and continued to confront him, with a cold tone.
"The worst I can do is go to Beige again." When Ji Xubai said this, he was calm and unhurried, as if he was not so angry that he wanted to kill someone, but just talking about an ordinary thing.
But Wen Zhiru would not know that he couldn't tolerate her calling another man's name so naturally.
Wen Zhigu was unreasonable: "Are you sick?"
Ji Xubai looked at her gloomily: "In your heart, haven't I already been a sick person?"
"You know, please leave him alone. If he dares to kill, let him kill! I want to see that King Sheng will not allow him to be so presumptuous!" Qi Yue also said angrily.
Wen Zhigu took a deep breath, not to mention whether King Sheng would tolerate it, but Qi Yue was an innocent person, and she didn't want people to die for no reason because of her. Qi Yue was also a person with a family, and she had no reason to hurt him. .
Therefore, Wen Zhigu was silent for a moment and then said, "Qi Yue, let go."
"I know, don't compromise with him because of me."
"I said, let go." Wen Zhigu's tone suddenly turned cold.
Qi Yue stared at her for a while, and finally slowly let go of her hand.
Wen Zhigu raised his eyes and looked at Ji Xubai indifferently: "Put it down."
The viciousness in Ji Xubai's eyes finally dissipated a little, and he put down the sword in his hand.
"Mr. Ji, do you still have the nerve? How do you still have the nerve to come and ask for help?" Qi Yue finally couldn't help but turned around and glared at Ji Xubai fiercely.
How much he once admired this talented Taifu Ji, but later he grew to hate him.
"Whether I have a face or not is a matter between me and my son's mother. Where did you come from?" Ji Xubai sneered coldly.
Wen Zhigu: "..."
She took a deep breath and said calmly: "You guys should start arguing slowly."
After Wen Zhigu finished speaking, he turned around and left.
She didn't want to listen to what they said anymore. The words they said were just tearing at her wounds silently.