Warning : Providence the Beauty is Driven to Villainy Chapter 847: World of martial arts (41)_1

Chapter 847: World of martial arts (41)_1

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Fu Shang nudged Yu Yan, who was sitting in front of her bed, and ordered her without any restraint,” I’m hungry. Get me some snacks.

Yu Yan pointed at his own nose and widened his eyes in disbelief, “”You actually ordered me around? Ordering around the young miss of the bank of the world? Gu youning, did a donkey kick you in the head?”

The fairy-like aura was completely gone.

Fu Shang pushed her away. I’m crippled. What’s wrong with ordering you around?”

Yu Yan walked away in a daze. Before he left, he was still cursing,” eat, eat, eat. You’ll be so fat.

This woman had a sharp tongue but a soft heart. Although she despised Fu min verbally, her body was honest. When Fu min said that he wanted to eat, Yu Yan had already stood up.

Yu Yan pushed the door open and went out.

Fu Shang got off the bed and walked to the dressing table while enduring the pain in his leg. He looked at the reflection of his face in the bronze mirror.

The bronze mirror was yellow, and the face reflected in it was somewhat distorted, but it was still barely clear.

Yuanshan eyebrows, almond eyes.

Her long black hair, snow-white skin, and her calm temperament was like a pool of Jade. She no longer had the sharp indifference of the past, but had a bit of an aura of being contaminated by the flames of the world. Her pale lips added a bit of fragile beauty.

She would make good use of this beauty.

Fu di lowered his thick, curly eyelashes and his lips curved into a sarcastic smile.

Qi Chen.

Ji qinglin.

.. Ha.

*

As for Ji qinglin, who had run away.

He didn’t return to the inn until night.

The night was getting darker, and the sky was as dark as an ink stone. If it was the night sky in the past, there would definitely be a few clouds, but there was nothing tonight.

This seemed to indicate something…

*

On the branch of a big tree behind the inn, there was a person sitting.

A das.h.i.+ng swordsman in red.

It was a young man. He was lying on the branch with one hand behind his head and the other holding a wine pot, shaking it slightly.

Even in such a dangerous position, this person was extremely calm, as if he was not afraid of falling.

Ji qinglin raised his head and took a gulp of the hard liquor. The spicy taste entered his throat, making his throat a little uncomfortable.

He was not good at drinking.

After drinking half a pot, his mind was already somewhat muddled.

Why did he drink?

He did not know.

Why was he staying here?

.. He did not know.

He clearly knew that he had already stepped into the trap. If this continued, then the ending that awaited him … Perhaps it was an abyss of eternal d.a.m.nation. But Ji qinglin didn’t want to leave.

Everything had deviated from the original track.

What should he do?

.. He did not know.

*

Midnight.

Most of the people in the inn were asleep, and the lights were out.

Because it was Yu Yan’s first night back home, her mother insisted that she stay at home and not come out. Yu Yan left in grievance.

Fu min was sleeping alone tonight.

The room was very dark, and the windows were tightly closed. Not even a ray of moonlight could s.h.i.+ne in.

Fu Shang was a light sleeper.

The slightest noise would wake her up.

She opened her eyes in a daze.

Fu min saw a figure in red sitting in front of the table.

“F * ck!”

Fu Shang couldn’t help but curse and subconsciously curled up in his blanket.

He was frightened.

To see a red figure sitting across your bed in the middle of the night and staring at you, anyone would be scared!

Red clothes, black hair.

Wasn’t this the standard of a female ghost?

Fu Shang took a closer look and saw that the ‘female ghost’ was wearing a silver mask.