Kapitel 865: World of martial arts (59)(1)

Because he had drunk too much, Qi Chen's mind was a little muddled, and his usually quick-witted thoughts were a little sluggish. He looked at Fu Shang in a daze, his cherry red lips slightly open, and a sexy voice came out of his thin lips."I ..."

He had just opened his mouth to say one word when he stopped.

Because the scene in front of him was constantly twisting, including Fu Shang in Qi Chen's eyes.

"Stop shaking," Qi Chen said, holding his head.

He was really dizzy.

This was the result of not being able to drink but still trying to get drunk like others.

Fu Shang squinted his eyes.

She didn't say anything more. With a flip of her slender fingers, a sharp dagger that glinted coldly appeared in her hand.

The blade was pressed against Qi Chen's neck.

Fu min sneered in his heart, but his face was still cold and calm.

Act, continue acting!

She wanted to see what other reasons this guy could come up with.