"Ah, how fierce!" The ghost chuckled, stretched out his hand and held the candlestick in his hand without making any sound.
Shen Ning had quickly stood up. She was lying with her clothes on, as if she had expected someone to appear.
She jumped out of bed and stretched out her right hand to grab the ghost's wrist.
The movements are clean and crisp.
This is a move in women's modern self-defense. She has practiced it so skillfully that as soon as she grabs her wrist, she will immediately be thrown over her shoulder. Even her coach will occasionally be caught off guard by her throw.
The ghostly figure dodged away with a slight flicker.
Shen Ning followed up with a sweep and a hook with her right foot. The two moves were combined beautifully. No one in the fighting gym could escape her three moves in a row.
But the ghost dodged away easily and with ease. His right arm stretched and retracted, and before Shen Ning straightened up, he suddenly touched her cheek and said with a smile: "It's so slippery! "
This was the first time she had been eaten since time travel. Shen Ning was shocked, but she didn't panic. She grabbed it with her backhand, but missed.
She knew she had met a master this time, so she gathered all her energy and faced the challenge calmly.
In every move and style, she advanced and retreated in a measured manner.
But the ghost image was deliberately playing tricks on her. If Shen Ning attacked quickly, he would dodge quickly. If Shen Ning attacked slowly, he would also dodge slowly.
Shen Ning punched and kicked a few more times, all hitting the air.
She suddenly stopped and stopped attacking, looking coldly at the ghost in front of her.
She understood clearly that there was a huge gap between her own skills and her opponent's. Since she couldn't beat him, she wouldn't waste her efforts.
The ghost figure's clothes swayed slightly, and he stood still one foot in front of her. It seemed that Shen Ning could hit his nose with just one punch.
But Shen Ning knew well that even if she moved ten times faster, she would never touch a corner of the opponent's clothes.
"Who are you?" She gritted her teeth and asked coldly.
The ghost tilted his head and imitated her tone and asked, "Who are you?" His voice was as beautiful as thin ice and broken jade.
It's a man! And he's a very young man.
Shen Ning immediately concluded that the voice was unfamiliar to her. It was the first time she heard it. It was definitely not that scumbag Chu Shaoyang.
"Are you the one hiding behind the pile of firewood and helping me teach those dog slaves a lesson?"
An idea flashed in Shen Ning's mind, and she already guessed who the ghost was.
The ghost was slightly startled, as if he was a little surprised, but he did not deny it. He chuckled and said, "Yes, it's me. I did you such a big favor, but you hit me on the head with a candlestick. It's true that kindness is repaid with hatred. "
He smiled and placed the candlestick back on the table in front of the bed.
He turned so sideways that the moonlight shone on his face.
Under the moonlight, a face that was pure and elegant appeared in front of Shen Ning, with delicate eyebrows and eyes, like a perfect painting.
"So it's you!" Shen Ning frowned and immediately recognized it.
This ghost figure turned out to be the evil and beautiful young man who had met once at Chu Shaoyang's wedding banquet!
Seeing Shen Ning frowning, the beautiful boy couldn't help but touch his nose, feeling a little depressed.
What kind of disgusted expression does she have!
His appearance is unparalleled in the world. Which girl in Kyoto would not be fascinated by him when she saw him!
She was the only one who turned a blind eye to her face that confounded all living beings again and again. Could it be that she was blind