She now needs to increase her fighting skills points as quickly as possible.
There was a flash of light in the room, and soon a figure emerged.
He was a tall man wearing a simple grey cloth and a black mask on his face.
As soon as the man entered the fighting space, his eyes fell on Xi Yue. His pupils suddenly contracted and a look of disbelief appeared in his eyes.
But Xiyue had been absent-minded since yesterday, so she didn't notice anything unusual about the other party.
The Lishui Sword gently rotated and appeared in her hand emitting red and green light. Xi Yue's eyes fell on the other party, and she stepped forward suddenly.
However, to Xi Yue's surprise, this person's movements were twice as fast as hers.
When the Lishui sword was about to pierce the man's chest, the figure in front of him flashed and disappeared.
Then, a cold breath came from her left rear, covering all the vital points on her back.
Xi Yue was startled and shot out like an arrow, retreating towards the corner.
At the same time, the Lishui sword jumped in the air and was held in her hand. She turned her body and swung it fiercely at the person behind her.
However, the expected situation that would stop the man did not occur.
No one knew how he moved, but Xi Yue's wrist was grabbed by someone. Then she felt a huge force and overwhelming spiritual pressure rushing towards her.
Xi Yue staggered, took several steps back, and finally leaned against the wall.
There was a flash of coldness in her eyes, and she lightly hooked her fingers, and the Lishui Sword flew towards her silently.
And her feet attacked the man's lower body.
Just as Xi Yue’s foot was about to kick the man’s knee, the Lishui Sword silently stabbed into the man’s back.
Suddenly, a voice that seemed distant yet familiar rang out in the empty and silent room, "Xiyue, it's me!"
The Lishui sword that had originally been against the man's back suddenly stopped, and Xi Yue's kicked foot also froze in mid-air.
She widened her eyes and looked at the man in front of her in shock, and an absurd idea slowly emerged in her mind.
This voice, could it be...
The man released his hand that was restraining her, took two steps back, then reached out and took off the mask on his face, revealing a cold and indifferent face, as if carved by an axe or a knife.
Xi Yue exclaimed: "Xuan Mu, how could it be you?"
A slight smile appeared in Xuan Mu's usually cold eyes, "That's what I wanted to ask as well."
Then, as if remembering something, Xuan Mu's face became serious and he said in a deep voice, "Ten years ago, I returned to Miluo, but Jin Zeyu and the others said that you were dead. I didn't believe it and searched for you in Miluo for several years. Xiyue, what happened back then?"
Xuan Mu's voice was as cold as ever, but it was difficult to conceal the anxiety and concern in his words.
His eyes fell on Xi Yue, and he was even more shocked. "Your bones haven't changed? It's been ten years, why... How did you appear in Siam?"
Xi Yue's eyes welled up with a little moisture as she listened to her former roommate's undisguised concern and worry.
Xuanmu has always spoken very little, and it is no exaggeration to say that he is frugal with words.
However, just now, because he was worried about me, he had already asked several questions in a row, and the anxiety in his eyes could not be concealed. (To be continued)