Now she needs to use the fastest speed to increase her fighting skill points.
The light flickered in the room, and soon a figure appeared.
It was a slender man, wearing a simple gray cloth, with a black mask on his face.
As soon as the man entered the fighting skill space, his eyes fell on Xi Yue, his pupils shrank suddenly, and an unbelievable light appeared in his eyes.
But Xi Yue has been in a trance since yesterday, so she didn't notice the other party's strangeness.
The Lishui sword rotated slightly, and red and green light appeared in her hand. Xi Yue's eyes fell on the opponent, and with a little foot, he suddenly rushed forward.
However, to Xi Yue's surprise, this person's movements were twice as fast as hers.
When the Lishui sword was about to stab the man's chest, the figure in front of him flickered and disappeared.
Immediately afterwards, a cold breath came from her left rear, covering all the vital points on her back.
Xi Yue was startled, she shot out like an arrow, and retreated towards the corner of the wall.
At the same time, the Lishui sword jumped in the air, and she held it backwards in her hand. While spinning her body, she fiercely aimed at the person behind her.
However, the expected scene to stop the man did not appear.
I don't know how he moved, but Xi Yue's wrist was grabbed by someone, and then the whole person felt a huge force, and overwhelming spiritual pressure rushed towards her.
Xi Yue staggered, stepped back several steps, and finally touched the wall.
A cold light flashed in her eyes, she hooked her fingers lightly, and the Lishui sword flew towards her silently.
And her feet attacked the man's lower body.
Seeing that Xi Yue's foot was about to kick the man's knee, the Lishui sword also stabbed the man's back silently.
Suddenly, a distant yet familiar voice sounded in the empty and quiet room, "Xi Yue, it's me!"
The Lishui sword that had already reached the man's back froze suddenly, and the kicked foot of Xi Yue also froze in mid-air.
She stared wide-eyed and looked at the man in front of her in shock, a ridiculous thought slowly came to her mind.
This voice, is it...
The man let go of her hand, took two steps back, and then reached out to take off the mask on his face, revealing a cold and indifferent face as sharp as a chisel.
Xi Yue blurted out and exclaimed, "Xuanmu, how could it be you?"
A slight smile appeared in Xuan Mu's usually cold eyes, "That's what I want to ask too."
Then, as if he remembered something, Xuan Mu's face turned serious, and he said in a deep voice: "I returned to Miluo ten years ago, but Jin Zeyu and the others all said that you were dead. I don't believe you. I searched for you in Miluo for several years. Xi Yue, what happened in the first place?"
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 his eyes gathered together, and he was even more shocked, "Your roots haven't changed? It's been ten years, why...how did you appear in Siam?"
Hearing the undisguised concern and worry from her former roommate, Xi Yue's eyes were slightly damp and hot.
Xuan Mu's words are always rare, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he cherishes words like gold.
However, because he was worried about himself just now, he had already asked several questions in a row, and he couldn't hide the anxiety in his eyes.