World of martial arts (17)(1)

Fu Shang retracted his feet and tightened his grip on the blanket. He stared at Qi Chen without blinking, afraid that he would take her life.

After all, she couldn't understand the mind of a lunatic.

Qi Chen was too powerful, and he could crush her to death with just a finger. This realization made Fu min feel like he had a heart attack.

She had actually fallen to this point ...

"You want to kill me."

Fu Shang's words were a statement.

She raised her neck slightly to look at the man in red in front of her. The moonlight that shone in from the window reflected in the bottom of her eyes, and from a certain angle, they looked exceptionally clear.

He said so.

Fu Shang's mind quickly thought of a way to escape, but none of them worked ...

Defeat.

In the face of absolute power, all these schemes seemed too weak.

"You can't kill me." Fu Shang stared at Qi Chen.