Chapter 871: Jianghu (65X1)
Translator: 549690339
“Who did you say?”
Ji qinglin looked at Fu Shang with a complicated expression. It seemed to be filled with resentment, but also helplessness.
“Qi Chen? You mean Qi Chen?”
How could it be …
The man lowered his eyes to hide the complicated light that flashed in his eyes.
He had already decided to give up his identity as Qi Chen and live a good life with her as Ji qinglin.
Why? why did she suddenly do this to him?
He. Didn’t. Believe. It.
yes. Fu Shang nodded.
Ji qinglin put down the pen in his hand. The pen broke in his palm, and his snow-white palm was stained with ink. Looking at the wedding invitation that had been dirtied by ink, Ji qinglin threw it away and said with a faint smile,”
1 don’t believe it. Qi Chen crippled your martial arts before. I low could you fall in love with him? ”
Fu Shang raised his brows,”but he gave me a pill made from the Qilin fruit and it cured my dantian..”
As he said this, he picked up a pen on the table, lifted his sleeve, and threw it at a pillar not far away.
It was deep into the wood.
It was just a brush, but it was so powerful. This showed how strong Fu min’s inner force was.
“Ji qinglin, you’re so smart. Can’t you tell that I’ve recovered my martial arts? Why do you have to pretend like you don’t know anything?”
Ji qinglin sat behind the desk while Fu Shang stood in front of it. He put his arms on the desk and bent down slightly. He looked into Ji qinglin’s eyes and threatened with a smile, “”Let me go, or I’ll fall out with you. You’ve locked me up for so many days, and my patience has been exhausted.”
Ji qinglin looked at her for a long time and suddenly smiled very, very softly.
“Girl, you’re really heartless,”
“You don’t have a heart.”
The red-robed swordsman spoke softly. His tone was indifferent, as if he was merely stating a fact.
Fu Shang backed away and she stood up straight.
“Someone said 1 don’t have a heart before. Ji qinglin, I belong in the martial world. 1 don’t want to get married, and I don’t want to be bound to this small world. I’m not the one you’re looking for.”
The air seemed to have frozen.
It began to drizzle outside, and the dull sound of raindrops hitting the leaves added a bit of irritation to the early autumn atmosphere.
“I’ll let you go.”
Ji qinglin didn’t know how he managed to say those words.
“Little girl, you have to think carefully. If you leave now… You’re no longer my girl.”
The light in the red-robed swordsman’s clear eyes gradually extinguished. He was clearly smiling, but there was an indescribable sorrow in his eyes, as if he had given up on something extremely important to him, stripped from his flesh and blood.
Fu Shang was slightly stunned.
Her intuition told her that something bad was about to happen, but she couldn’t tell.
“Goodbye.”
Fu Shang didn’t say anything. She turned around and started walking.
He left.
Ji qinglin closed his eyes the moment Fu min turned around and left. He didn’t want to see this heartbreaking scene.
The man’s curled eyelashes trembled and a tear fell from the corner of his eye. It slid down his straight nose and formed a beautiful arc. He immediately raised his hand to wipe it away.
Fu Shang was sitting on the roof of a house with a pot of wine beside him.
The moon above them was very big and round.
Fu Shang was looking at the moon with a wine pot in his hand and occasionally taking a sip.
He looked sad..