Chapter 815 Jianghu (13)

Being stared at by Fu Yue, Ji Qinglin looked away with embarrassment, not looking into Fu Yue's eyes. Two light blushes gradually appeared on his fair cheeks.

"Why are you staring at me like that?"

There was a hint of softness in the young man's voice, and he mumbled as if he was acting coquettishly.

Fu Yue's eyelids twitched.

This person...

Ji Qinglin raised his hand and coughed lightly, "I heard that Young Palace Master Gu was imprisoned by the devil Qi Chen, so I came to save you."

Fu Yue continued to ask: "I don't know Shaoxia Ji, so why did the young master take the risk to rescue him?"

Again.

She looked like she was breaking the casserole and asking the truth.

Ji Qinglin looked serious.

"The devil Qi Chen will be killed by everyone. If the young palace master falls into his hands, something will happen to him. Ji will naturally rescue him."

Fu Yue: "..."

She believed him.

Do you dare to let this person's eyes wander a little more?

What else does Fu Yue want to ask.

However, everything was spinning.

Her body fell softly, and a feeling of weakness spread to her limbs.

At the last moment when Fu Yue fainted.

What she met was Ji Qinglin's worried eyes.

The other party's thin lips opened and closed as if he was saying something.

But Fu Yue couldn't hear clearly.

Consciousness faded drowsily.

*

In a daze.

Fu Yue felt a slender and cold hand pinch her neck, and a familiar feeling came over her.

The other party didn't use any force.

But this cold touch still made Fu Yue shiver unconsciously.

who?

Who wants to kill her?

Qi Chen?

Fu Yue's eyelids were so heavy that she couldn't open them at all, let alone clearly see the blurry figure in front of her.

Wait until Fu Yue wakes up.

It was already dawn the next day.

Opening his eyes, what he saw was a white mosquito net and a simple bed. Fu Yue stretched out her hand to hold her head.

Obviously, this is inside the inn.

She's not dead?

Didn't the person who strangled her neck really strangle her to death last night?

But why did he stop?

…

Fu Yue subconsciously grabbed the quilt covering her body. It was rare to feel that death was so close to her.

Sure enough, had she lived peacefully for too long?

Just when she was having random thoughts.

The door to the room was pushed open from the outside.

Fu Yue looked up, his eyes full of alertness.

The first thing that catches your eye.

They are a pair of slender and beautiful hands, beautiful and well-defined.

Then there was the somewhat familiar red figure.

It's Ji Qinglin.

He was holding a bowl of porridge in his hand. When he opened the door and came in, he saw that Fu Yue had already sat up. A bit of surprise flashed in his eyes and he walked over quickly, "Girl, you're awake."

There was unconcealable joy on the young man's face.

There are actually two shallow dimples appearing on the side of the fair cheeks, which is very cute.

This person seemed to be familiar to me, and she called her Fuyue girl when she came up.

Fu Yue nodded.

Ji Qinglin sat beside her bed and handed the porridge in his hand towards Fu Yue, "You have been in a coma for a day and a night. Drink some porridge first, otherwise your body will not be able to bear it."

Fu Yue didn't know where Ji Qinglin's kindness towards her came from.

But now that she has lost all her martial arts skills and is struggling in this world, it would be a good thing if she could make friends with this person.

However, she was afraid that this person actually had some plot against her...

never mind.

She has nothing now, what can this person do to her?

As the saying goes, those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. The situation is urgent now, why should she think so much.