Chapter 860： Rivers and lakes (58)

Fu Yue quickly grabbed Yu Yan's back collar with his eyes and hands to prevent her from rushing in.

But Fu Yue found out that she was thinking too much.

It was said that the dead woman was very sorry for her life. Following her movement of holding her collar, she stopped, and she didn't even struggle to behave.

Fu Yue: "..."

Yu Yan: "Ouuuu, my Baiyu Guanyin, 嘤——"

Fu Yue tapped Yu Yan's dumb acupuncture point, grabbed her by the collar, took her away, flew away, and let the girl Yu Yan experience what it means to be airsick for a while.

Yu Yan: Ah ah ah ah ah-

I get airsick, slow down!

The hidden treasure pavilion of the Shenjue Palace was burnt.

This incident instantly caused an uproar in the arena.

A fire broke out in the backyard.

Shenjue Palace was once reduced to a laughing stock.

The Palace Master Shenjue was furious and vowed to find the culprit. She did not expect that the culprit was the apprentice she had been the most proud of, and the shame she wanted to get rid of some time ago.

After doing this bad thing.

Fu Yue went back to the inn and saw a man lying on his bed, dressed in red and wearing a high ponytail. This man fell on the bed, face down, his whole body straight.

This person is obviously Ji Qinglin.

As soon as he stepped in, Fu Yue could smell the alcohol in the room. His eyes fell, and he saw several hip flasks lying in front of the bed, empty.

She frowned.

What wine is this person okay with?

Fu Yue walked to the bed and pulled Ji Qinglin's sleeves, not wanting this person to be quite heavy, "Wake up, Ji Qinglin! Wake up—"

The red swordsman twisted, but he didn't react and continued to sleep.

"Don't make trouble, let me sleep for a while, I have a headache..."

It may be because of drinking, his voice is a little hoarse, it sounds a little sultry.

Fu Yue continued to pull Ji Qinglin's sleeves.

Then the opponent's backhand buckled her waist, and she struck with a strong force. Fu Yue's waist was embraced by a pair of well-knotted hands, and the world turned around. She blinked her eyes and was immediately pressed by this person.

The man’s head was buried in her neck, and kisses fell on the soft lips.

Fu Yue: "???"

Does this guy go crazy when he comes up?

Fu Yue frowned and drew aside, stretched out her hand to push the person in front of him, "Ji Qinglin, you should be more sober, get out of the way, why are you drunk in broad daylight?"

She was a little bit painful from this person.

Fu Yue took a breath: "His--"

She raised her elbow against Ji Qinglin's chest, slammed her arm over, and pushed the person away, "Ji Qinglin you—"

After seeing this person clearly.

The words in Fu Yue's mouth stopped abruptly, her eyes widened slightly.

This person in front of me.

With a high nose and thin lips, a pair of peach blossom eyes are long, narrow and attractive, and the eyebrows are unprovoked and a little sly.

This person is undoubtedly Qi Shen, not Ji Qinglin.

Fu Yue: "..."

wcccc, what is this person crazy? How can she react when she comes over wearing Ji Qinglin's clothes?

The curled and thick eyelashes of the other party trembled, and they slowly opened their eyelashes. The golden flashes in the pupils of the eyes were as shallow as sunlight, beautiful and incredible.

"What are you pushing me for?"

The grievance flashed in the man's eyes, it looked a little soft and soft inexplicably, and it made people feel that it was his fault, and he couldn't bear to blame him again.

He went past Fu Yue softly again.

But who is Fu Yue!

She will bear it!

Fu Mod, the emotional elder Yue, pushed away the person in front of him without hesitation, and his voice became a little cold: "Master Qi, please respect yourself."

Qi Chen's eyes were instantly clear.

He just seemed to have solved the blindfold and revealed his face...

"Master Qi, please explain, why appeared in my room, still wearing... this suit?"

Fu Yue's voice is dangerous.