Chapter 820 Jianghu (18)

After all, the boss is a boss who has no need for emotions.

The door is opened.

Ji Qinglin stepped in with a sword in his hand.

His hair was tied up with a red hairband, and his ponytail hung high on the back of his head. His sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes were handsome, and he really looked like the kind of swordsman who would roam the rivers and lakes.

Ji Qinglin looked a little anxious. He walked quickly in the direction of Fu Yue, held her shoulders and looked up and down, "Are you okay? I just fell into the trap and was lured out."

Fu Yue shook her head.

But he looked absent-minded, as if he was frightened.

Ji Qinglin sniffed the fragrance in the air and frowned.

"Has anyone been here?"

This question was obviously meant for Fu Yue.

Fu Yue nodded, "Yes...it's Qi Chen."

Ji Qinglin's pupils shrank. He obviously knew the grudge between Gu Youning and Qi Chen. "Then did he hurt you?"

Fu Yue shook her head, "No."

Ji Qinglin blamed himself a little. He slowly tightened his fingers holding the sword, his knuckles turned white, "It's my fault, I'm sorry..."

Fu Yue: "It's okay. It's getting late now, why don't Ji Shaoxia go back to the house? I'm really tired and want to rest."

Ji Qinglin was still worried.

Fu Yue smiled lightly: "He has already been here once. He shouldn't come to trouble me in a short time. Ji Shaoxia should go back to the room."

Although he still disagreed, seeing Fu Yue's insistence, Ji Qinglin nodded and walked out of the room with his sword, leaving Fu Yue with a tall and thin back like a bamboo.

Staring at the young man's back.

Fu Yue's eyes gradually showed doubts.

Something familiar.

The back of the young man gradually overlapped with the demon-like back in red just now.

Fu Yue was suddenly shocked.

Ji Qinglinhe...Qi Chen? Will it matter?

Once the seeds of doubt are buried in your heart, they will take root and sprout, and gradually grow into a towering tree.

Could Ji Qinglin be Qi Chen?

Fu Yue thought this conjecture was too ridiculous.

How can it be?

There is not even the slightest similarity in their temperaments.

One is sunny, the other is cold.

One is like the dazzling sun in the sky, and the other is like the endless dark night.

Two people who can't be beaten with eight poles.

Fu Yue kept this in mind. After all, a suspicious person like her would not be able to let go of her guard so easily when someone dissuades her suspicions.

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the next day.

Fu Yue suddenly discovered something.

She was short of money. Apart from a Xuanhuo Token, she only had two pieces of silver. She didn't even have the travel expenses to Ning'an City.

The mysterious fire order cannot be moved temporarily, which may easily lead to death.

Fu Yue: "..."

She is such a miserable woman.

As the saying goes, there must be a road for cars to reach the mountains and for boats to reach the bridge.

Someone brought a pillow to her when she fell asleep.

When Fu Yue changed her clothes and walked out of the inn, she saw a young man in red walking towards her with a white horse not far away, as if he was walking on the stars all over the ground, which made people's hearts skip a beat.

Oh, no.

It's broad daylight now, where does the starlight come from?

Ji Qinglin put down the reins in his hands and strode towards Fu Yue, "Girl, as far as I know, you have lost all your martial arts skills now, and Ning'an City is thousands of miles away. I'm afraid you won't be able to reach it alone. I'll accompany you." How about you go?"

This is the second time Ji Qinglin has said this.

Fu Yue did not refuse this time. She was not a fool. Since this man offered her an olive branch, why should she take Qiao.