Qi Chen stood there, bent slightly, covering his chest with his hands, there was still a smear of bright blood on the corner of his lips, but there was a relieved smile on the corners of his eyes and brows.
The man looked at Fu Yue with gentle eyes, as if with a bit of nostalgia, but he suppressed him severely.
He lost his strength and his face paled very quickly.
"sorry."
"... you go."
It was a bit difficult for Qi Chen to say this, his dark eyes were always fixed on Fu Yue, and he never left for a moment.
Fu Yue's complexion became a little complicated. Seeing Qi Chen like this, she felt an indescribable feeling in her heart, but she hated him before... No, I can't say I hate him, but she has the intention of revenge.
Now the revenge has really succeeded.
Qi Chen did fall in love with her, and was willing to bow down for her...becoming such a low-key and petty person, not as obedient as him.
Fu Yue pinched her snow-white sleeves, was silent for a long time, and said slowly: "I didn't expect you to let me go, and..."
He also gave her strength.
Qi Chen smiled, probably because he didn't smile often, his body had been shrouded in gloom all year round, but now his smile was a bit dazzling.
"Of course I hope you can stay, stay by my side, for the rest of my life, that is my selfishness, but...you are so painful when you are with me, you hate me, and getting along with someone you hate day and night, that is What a torture."
Qi Chen murmured, his expression was a little lost, and he stared at Fu Yue's eyes absently.
"Voice, I'll let you go."
Qi Chen suddenly smiled very lightly again. He opened his arms and pointed his chest at Fu Yue with a clear and pleasant voice.
"If you are still not relieved...Girl, my life is here. If you want, you can take it at any time."
The man in red has picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and his smile is hard to forget at a glance.
Zhexing, who was guarding next to Qi Chen, had his pupils constricted. He slowly raised his sword and pointed it at Fu Yue. Seeing his posture, it seemed that as long as Fu Yue made a move, he would pounce on him.
Qi Chen frowned and scolded lightly.
"Folding star, step back."
Zhe Xing held the sword in his hand, gritted his teeth and said, "My lord, no!"
Qi Chen: "Back off."
Several martial arts people who were tied up not far away saw this scene, especially a middle-aged woman among them, who raised her voice.
"Youning, kill her."
At this time, the hall was unusually quiet, and the woman's voice seemed particularly abrupt, and everyone looked towards her, including Fu Yue and Qi Chen.
See this woman.
Fu Yue narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, and she touched the dagger hidden in her sleeve calmly, a little bit uncontrollably wanting to stab the woman to death.
Of course she knew this woman.
The master of the original client, Gu Youning, Mu Wanning.
That is, the woman who killed her apprentice who had been trained for more than ten years.
Mu Wanning thought that Fu Yue didn't know about it, but seeing that Fu Yue saw her but didn't respond, Mu Wanning felt a little dissatisfied, she lowered her face and reprimanded Fu Yue.
"Gu Youning, what's the matter? Don't you even listen to Master's words? It's been a while since I haven't seen you, and you don't even recognize Master?"
Fu Yue suddenly bent her lips, and walked towards Mu Wanning. No one else could understand what she meant by her smile, but felt a little chill on her back.
Mu Wanning is a woman in her early forties, she is well maintained and has a good temperament.