Warning : Providence the Beauty is Driven to Villain Novel - Chapter 860
Chapter 860: The martial world (54)
Translator: 549690339
Fu Shang patted the dust off his clothes and said slowly, “”My martial arts were indeed crippled before, but I’m fine now.”
Yu Yan exploded, how is that possible??? ”
A crippled dantian could be recovered? Did he think she was a fool?
“You don’t believe me?” Fu Shang raised his eyebrows.
“Of course!” Yu Yan replied.
Fu Shang raised her hand with a faint smile and slammed her palm on a stone table in front of the tree. She then gently moved her hand away, and a clear palm print could be seen on the table.
Yu Yan:”!!!
“Big brother, please guide me!”
“You’re a noob,” Fu Shang rejected.
Yu Yan,”…” Buzz-”
“How did you recover?” Yu Yan was puzzled and secretly asked Fu Zhen.
“I saved an old man by the road yesterday. He cured my dantian and passed all his skills to me.” Fu Shang started making up stories.
Yu Yan,”…” Bah.”
She also tactfully stopped asking why.
Gu youning’s martial arts had recovered. This was something that she couldn’t be happier about. There was no need for her to get to the bottom of it.
He had another golden thigh to hug.
It was only a matter of time before he reached the peak of his life!
The girl in white smiled slyly and held onto Fu Shang’s arm. where are we going now?”
Fu Shang smacked her hand away and adjusted his collar. He glared at Yu Yan and said seriously, “”Play what? Let’s get down to business.”
Yu Yan:”…?
Fu Shang’s Red lips twitched, and a sinister smile appeared on his fair and sharp face, go and take back what belongs to me.
“Do you need my help with anything?” Yu Yan’s eyes lit up.
Fu Shang glanced at her and said,”noob!” You can just cheer me on from the side.”
Yu Yan was stunned. Just as he was about to refute, he realized that something was wrong…
“You’re also wearing it?”
A young girl’s strange cry broke through the sky.
“Shut up!”
“Oh,”
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Ji qinglin stayed in the inn and drank all afternoon.
Pot after pot, the spicy wine slid down his throat until he was drunk.
The red-clothed swordsman’s flagon fell to the ground. He was sitting in front of the table, and then he fell down on the table. Just looking at his back, he looked a little pitiful.
The swordsman in red smiled.
Was he Ji qinglin?
No, he was Qi Chen.
He was the poor guy who was abandoned by his biological parents and was bullied since he was a child because of his strange golden eyes.
The previous leader of the demonic sect had only kept him because he had seen his good aptitude and wanted to exchange blood with his useless son. It was not because Qi Chen had thought that he had finally met a good person.
Before the age of ten, Qi Chen had been treated as a drug tester. He had been made to be immune to all poisons and had suffered endless pain day and night. His meridians had been broken and reconstructed. Day after day, the pain had been heart-wrenching.
The demon cult’s old cult master didn’t expect that the drug man he had raised would actually bite him back.
Qi Chen had always been smart. He had been learning martial arts in secret. He had been kind at the beginning, but he had been patient and had been forced into this half-human half-ghost state.
No matter how long the night was, the day would eventually come.
Qi Chen was sitting on the throne on the old sect leader’s corpse.
When kindness was gone, he became a devil wandering in the world.
Day after day of depression.
How could Qi Chen’s personality become kind?
He was selfish, cold, ruthless, vengeful, and unpredictable.
The man in red’s beautiful peach blossom eyes were hazy, and a flash of grievance flashed through them.
No one has ever taught me how to love a person…
I’m actually very stupid. 1 can’t learn to be strong at all. I’m not really indifferent, and I’m not so carefree that I don’t want anything.
I’ve never been a person who loves myself more when no one loves me.
I don’t even love myself.
If you don’t want me, then I won’t want myself either.
He had thrown it away, and there was nothing left.
So … Don’t throw me away, okay?
The red-robed swordsman’s slender fingers slowly rose. He once again reached for the wine on the table, but he did not hold it firmly. The wine pot fell to the ground and shattered.
Qi Chen smiled.
I’m sorry.
I’m sorry….
