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Yu Yan tutted, even Ji qinglin isnât your type. Gu youning, you really have high standards!
Yu Yan flipped through the little notebook in his hand and asked casually,ââthen what kind of girl do you like? Iâll help you choose? the young city lord of four-square city, ning qing, was said to be a graceful young master who was as gentle as jade, there was also the eldest disciple of the carefree sect, feng jianli, who was not bad ⦠Thereâs all kinds of them, Iâm sure youâll be satisfied ~â
These words were said as if he was picking out cabbages.
âitâs nice,â fu shang replied.
It exposed her true nature of being a superficial person.
Yu Yan smiled, sister, I like pretty girls too, hehehe
Fu min despised her.
yu yan: âactually, i looked for you two yesterday because i liked ji qinglinâs face, unfortunately, heâs too unromantic, boring!â
Yu Yan tsked.
She didnât hide her disdain for Ji qinglin at all.
She flipped through the little notebook in her hand and mumbled,â you want something nice to look at. To be honest, I donât have anything prettier than Ji qinglin up there ⦠Wait, I really did find one!â
Yu Yan smacked his thigh, giving Fu Shang a huge shock.
fu min didnât know how many times he had disdained death yu yan.
yu yan pointed at a name on the little notebook and moved closer to fu min. he said excitedly, ââThis person!â
Fu min lowered his eyes and took a closer look.
At first glance, she rubbed her eyes, thinking that she had seen wrong.
A second glance, a third glance.
The two words did not move.
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It was clearly written in black and white in the small notebook.
Those two words.
Qi Chen.
Thatâs right, it was the crazy demon sect master, Qi Chen.
Yu Yan thought that Fu min didnât know Qi Chen very well, so he began to talk, although Qi Chen always wears a mask, just look at his chin, tsk, that curve ⦠She knew that this person was definitely not bad looking! Itâs said that someone has seen his real face, and heâs even more beautiful than a woman!â
Yu Yanâs smile was a little devilish.
Fu Shang was speechless.
She pushed the little notebook in Yu Yanâs hand away and waved her hand. âTake it away, 1 donât want to see this name. If you wave it in front of me again, I wonât be able to help but tear it apart!â
yu yan was speechless.
She quickly put the little notebook into her arms.
What a joke, this was her life!
âWhy? Do you have a grudge against Qi Chen?â
not only that, Iâm in this situation all because of him. Tell me, do I have any grudges against him?â Fu Shang sneered.
Yu Yan,ââ¦â Yes, there is.â
Yu Yan looked at Fu minâs face and asked carefully, ââYouâre not thinking of taking revenge on him are you?â
fu shang remained silent.
However, her tightly pursed red lips and cold expression had already made her attitude clear.
Yu Yan felt that she needed to persuade Gu youning.
well, if it was anyone else, I would have gone through fire and water to support you in your revenge, but this Qi Chen â¦
yu yan paused for a moment, then she put her arm around fu shangâs shoulder and said, ââListen to me, your life is more important.â
fu min didnât say anything but it was obvious that he didnât want to.
âYouâre so stubborn.â
A pleasant voice came from the side.
Yu Yan hurriedly nodded and said, ââthatâs right, thatâs right, stubborn. Spirit H
he seemed to have realized something.
Yu Yan was like a duck that was being strangled. She slowly turned her head in the direction of the sound.
This was clearly a male voice.
F * ck, whoâs that?
Fu Shangâs face darkened as well. He clenched the dagger in his hand and quickly pulled Yu Yan behind him.
What he saw.
The man was dressed in red and stood with his hands behind his back. He was standing not far away, his silk-like black hair hanging behind him. The breeze blew through his hair, causing it to curve slightly. The silver mask on his face symbolized his identity. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Qi Chen.
the temperature in fu shangâs eyes suddenly turned cold, his fingers that were holding the dagger turned white, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
Yu Yan was speechless.
Her legs were a little weak.
He poked at Fu min and asked with a trembling voice, ââiâm blind?â
Fu Shang,â Youâre blind.â
Yu Yan wanted to cry but had no tears.
She really wanted to faint!
Qi Chen looked at Fu min and appeared beside her in a flash. His body had a familiar cold fragrance that was intoxicating with a hint of snow.
He reached out to hold her hand that was holding the dagger and sneered.. what? You want to kill me?â