Chapter 870: Jianghu(68)

This group of people do things very efficiently.
Immediately send someone to invite Ji Qinglin.
...
But the time for two sticks of incense.
A familiar red figure came into Fu Yue's eyes.
The swordsman in red came walking in the moonlight, with a long sword in ink, and his eyes were free and easy.
Seeing Ji Qinglin, everyone stood up and bowed their hands towards him.
"Ji Shaoxia is here, please, please!"
"Ji Shaoxia!"
"Ji Shaoxia!"
...
All of them are flattering and flattering, and so is such a young and powerful young talent, which school does not want to win?
The swordsman in red nodded in return.
He lifted his clothes, sat down on his seat, and asked with open lips, "Everyone, if I invite Ji to come this time, what's the matter for business?"
Everyone rushed to speak to Ji Qinglin. In the end, the old leader interrupted them and explained the purpose and general process of the operation.
Ji Qinglin finished listening.
He placed one hand on the table, tapping slowly with his slender fingers, slightly lowering his eyelashes, as if he was thinking about the feasibility of this matter, and the corners of cherry red lips curled slightly in irony.
"Punishing Qi Shen?"
The other party nodded: "Yes. Qi Chen is cunning and powerful. We all think about it, but we still need Ji Shaoxia's help. The possibility of success in this crusade is higher."
The smile at the corner of Ji Qinglin's mouth was a little weird, but no one noticed it.
There was a moment of silence.
The red swordsman indifferently opened his lips and said: "If it is useful for Ji, I must take it and go all out."
Seeing Ji Qinglin's flickering look, Fu Yue, who stayed on the roof, almost laughed.
Although she stopped the laugh in time, her breathing was obviously disturbed for two minutes.
Then, unfortunately, it was discovered by Ji Qinglin.
The handsome swordsman in red raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the roof. He frowned slightly.
Hold the teacup on the table with long fingers.
Flick in the direction of Fu Yue.
"come out."
Hearing Ji Qinglin's words, everyone stood up and drew their swords. I couldn't help but be shocked, and then became angry. No one of them found anyone was eavesdropping.
"Who? Come out!"
"He Fang Xiaoxiao, show up soon!"
Seeing that tea cup smashed towards her front door, Fu Yue stepped back, but the power contained in the blow was still not small. The tea cup was broken, and the fragments crossed Fu Yue's face and cut through. A tiny bloodshot.
Everyone rushed out with their swords.
Fu Yue's eyes sank, and she flew away, but unexpectedly, a flash of sword light suddenly flashed from the position behind her, and someone broke through the room with a three-foot Qingfeng in his hand.
The red figure is as bright as a picturesque.
The sword in his hand was pointed directly at Fu Yue's neck.
See the person in front of you.
The figure was slightly slender, with a black cloak on his body, and only his white and delicate chin was exposed. The person who came was wearing a snow-white robe with a sword on his waist and a green jade Xiao.
Ji Qinglin's pupils shrank slightly.
Who this person is... Obviously no one knows better than him.
The love you want from your heart.
The woman who abandoned him like a shoe.
Ji Qinglin looked at Fu Yue, did not put down the sword in his hand, "What are you doing here?"
Fu Yue shrugged, and the smile on her face gradually disappeared.
"As you can see."
"Listen to the news."
The red swordsman moved his lips and repeated Fu Yue's words.
"Snooping for news?"