This group of people is quite efficient.

Immediately sent someone to invite Ji Qinglin.

……

But the time of two sticks of incense.

A familiar red figure came into Fu Yue's eyes.

The red-clothed swordsman came in the moonlight, with black hair and long swords, and his eyebrows and eyes were free and easy.

Seeing Ji Qinglin, everyone stood up one after another and bowed their hands towards him.

"Ji Shaoxia is here, please, please!"

"Ji Shaoxia!"

"Ji Shaoxia!"

……

All of them have flattery on their faces, too, such a young and powerful young talent, which sect doesn't want to win over?

The red-clothed swordsman nodded in return.

He lifted the hem of his clothes, sat down in his seat, and asked, "Everyone, why do you want to discuss this time when you invite Ji to come?" ”

Everyone spoke to Ji Qinglin in a gossiping voice, and in the end, it was the old alliance leader who interrupted them and told them the purpose and general process of this operation.

Ji Qinglin finished listening.

He put one hand on the table, his slender fingers tapping slowly, his eyelashes slightly drooping, as if he was thinking about the feasibility of this matter, and the corners of his cherry red lips were slightly hooked with a sarcastic arc.

"Crusade against Qi Shen?"

The other party nodded: "Yes." Qi Shen is cunning and powerful, all of us think about it, we still need Ji Shaoxia's help, and the probability of success in this crusade can be higher. ”

The smile on the corner of Ji Qinglin's mouth was a little strange, but no one noticed it.

There was silence for a while.

The red-clothed swordsman opened his lips indifferently and said: "If there is a place where Ji is useful, he must do it, go all out." ”

Seeing Ji Qinglin's foolish appearance, Fu Yue, who was staying on the roof, almost laughed.

Although she stopped laughing in time, her breathing was visibly disrupted by 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, and he frowned slightly.

Long fingers grasp the teacup on the table.

Throw it in the direction of Fu Yue.

"Come out."

Hearing Ji Qinglin's words, everyone stood up one after another and drew their swords. I couldn't help but be shocked, and then I was angry, and none of them found out that someone was eavesdropping.

"Who? Come out! ”

"He Fangxiao is small, don't show up soon!"

Seeing that the teacup smashed towards her front door, Fu Yue stepped back, but the power contained in this blow was still not small, the teacup shattered, and the fragments crossed Fu Yue's face, cutting a small bloodshot.

Everyone rushed out with their swords raised.

Fu Yue's eyes sank, and she flew away, but unexpectedly, a burst of sword light suddenly flashed in the position behind her, and someone broke through the air from the room, holding a three-foot Qingfeng.

The figure in red is gorgeous and picturesque.

The sword he was holding in his hand was aimed straight at Fu Yue's neck.

See the person in front of you.

The figure was slightly slender, with a black cloak on his body, revealing only a white and delicate chin, and the person who came was wearing a snow-white robe, a sword pinned to his waist, and a cyan jasper Xiao.

Ji Qinglin's pupils shrank slightly.

Who is this person...... Apparently no one knows better than him.

The lover you miss in your heart.

The woman who had abandoned him like a.

Ji Qinglin looked at Fu Yue and didn't put down the sword in his hand, "What are you doing here?" ”

Fu Yue shrugged, and the smile on his face gradually dissipated.

"As you can see."

"Listen to the news."

The red-clothed swordsman's lips moved, repeating Fu Yue's words.

"Sneaking?"