Chapter 819 Jianghu (17)

Fu Yue shrank her feet without leaving a trace, and her fingers holding the quilt tightened slightly. She stared at Qi Chen without blinking, for fear that this man would raise his hand to kill her.

After all, she couldn't understand the thoughts of a psychopath.

Qi Chen was too powerful and could crush her to death with just a few fingers. This realization made Fu Yue feel like she was having a myocardial infarction.

She has actually fallen to this point...

"You want to kill me."

Fu Yue's words are declarative sentences.

She raised her neck slightly and looked at the man in red in front of her. The moonlight shining in from the window reflected her eyes, which looked particularly clear from a certain angle.

Say so.

Fu Yue quickly thought about escape strategies in her mind. She thought about many things, but found that none of them were useful...

defeat.

In the face of absolute strength, these strategies seem too pale.

Fu Yue stared at Qi Chen: "You can't kill me."

The other party sneered, but did not take her words seriously. He raised his lips and said sarcastically: "No one can stop me from killing people yet."

The man's handsome face hidden under the mask was pale, and his eyes swept over him coldly. He moved his fingers and slowly stretched them towards Fu Yue.

See this hand.

Fu Yue's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously recalled her dream last night.

That suffocating feeling...

terrible.

Fu Yue reminded Qi Chen: "Don't forget that you were poisoned by the poison I gave you."

Qi Chen was unmoved, "I am immune to all poisons."

Fu Yue: "..."

This game can no longer be played.

This person is cheating!

Fu Yue suddenly lay down and even closed her eyes, her eyelashes as thick as crow feathers drooped, and her slightly pale lips opened and closed.

"Then come on."

Anyway, she was going to die, so why bother?

——An idea from a salted fish.

Qi Chen: "..."

Looking at the young girl lying down in front of her, her beautiful face is slightly pale. This posture, coupled with the hopeless expression, and these thought-provoking words, it is easy for people to think of something. superior.

Qi Chen's red lips twitched.

"..."

His movements froze in place.

There was a pause.

Qi Chen retracted his cold white fingers, folded them into his sleeves, glanced at Fu Yue lightly, and uttered two words on his lips.

"Boring."

Fu Yue opened one eye and looked at Qi Chen.

The other party continued: "Even killing you is boring to me."

Throw away such a sentence.

Qi Chen fluttered his sleeves and left, and his figure disappeared in a flash. If it weren't for the cold fragrance of this man still lingering in the room, Fu Yue would have thought that everything was a dream or a nightmare!

So, what on earth is Qi Chen here for?

Fu Yue didn't believe that this person had nothing to do and came to her to reminisce about old times.

She reluctantly got out of bed and walked to the door, opened the door and looked outside.

Empty corridors.

No one.

Just as Fu Yue was closing the door, there was a burst of slightly hasty footsteps outside the door.

Fu Yue's heart skipped a beat.

She subconsciously closed the door hard——

The door is not closed.

There was a slender white hand blocking the crack in the door, holding the door on one side. What caught Fu Yue's eyes was a red hem of clothes.

who?

Ji Qinglin? Or Qi Chen?

The other party pushed the door open slightly, and the familiar and pleasant voice of a young man came.

"Girl, don't be afraid, it's me."

Six simple words, but it is easy for people to let go of their guard.

However, Fu Yue was not included.

Slightly weird.