Chapter 22: Simon Blows Snow
His clothes were really white, spotless, clean, not even a single wrinkle, and the whole person looked meticulous up and down.
His expression was also meticulous, and with the white clothes like snow, it was like a piece of ice for ten thousand years.
At first glance, whoever it looks like will be frightened by his chill.
Wuyan was frightened.
She wanted to open her mouth to ask, "Who are you", but when she saw this man in white, somehow, a fear rose from the depths of her heart, so that she did not dare to offend in the slightest.
As if he hadn't heard or seen, the man in white stood quietly in the courtyard with his eyes closed.
As long as he opened his eyes and turned his head, he could see through the open window the glamorous and charming ketones standing at the window opening.
But he never opened his eyes.
Wuyan is also a beauty to herself, she knows very well what kind of temptation her body has for men, then no, Li Yang on the bed is the best proof, but at this moment, she can't attract the slightest attention from this man in white.
Is this man blind?
Wuyan was a little annoyed in her heart, and finally spoke, "Hey, who let you in?" In broad daylight, trespassing on private houses, beware of me will treat you"
The man in white finally opened his eyes.
It's cold-eyed.
glanced at Wuyan coldly.
At that moment, Wu Yan couldn't help but beat a spirit, and she couldn't say any more threatening words.
What a cold man!
What a fierce man!
In fact, the man in white didn't put on any fierce expression, but Wuyan just felt very fierce, and even felt that maybe if he said one more word, his head would fall to the ground in the next moment.
"Who's out there?" A hand affectionately wrapped around Wuyan's shoulder.
Wuyan suddenly felt that she had confidence, and when she looked at the man in white like ice in the courtyard again, she was not so afraid.
Suddenly, she had a kind of enlightenment.
The man in the courtyard must be a master.
Although I haven't seen him make a move, just one look and one action can give you such a strong sense of deterrence, which is definitely not something that ordinary martial arts practitioners can achieve.
On the contrary, if the man in white gives her a sense of deterrence and fear, then Li Yang, who is standing beside her, gives her a sense of security.
"It's him." Wuyan pointed to the man in white to Li Yang.
Needless to say, Li Yang has already seen it.
And it was also a glance that this person was a master.
A master with a sword.
Unlike Wuyan, Li Yang locked on to the sword in the hand of the man in white from the first glance.
It was a very primitive black sheath sword.
This must be a good sword.
This was Li Yang's first feeling after seeing this long sword.
The second feeling is that this must be a murderous sword.
Swords can kill.
Li Yang can also kill, so there's nothing to be afraid of.
"Hey." Li Yang also waved at the white clothes and said hello.
It's just a greeting, no matter how normal it is, who doesn't have to say hello first when they meet?
But Wuyan felt that Li Yang's greeting was very funny.
The cold aura from the man in white seemed to be somewhat diluted.
The man in white looked over.
It is worth mentioning that Li Yang is not wearing clothes at the moment, and Wuyan is not wearing clothes.
A naked man, a **, standing side by side in front of you, as a normal man, who should you look at?
The answer is obvious.
The man in white looked at Li Yang.
And from the first glance, I have been looking at Li Yang.
"You are not Lu Xiaofeng." He finally spoke.
Li Yang's face showed a sudden look, "Oh, it turns out that you are here to find Lu Xiaofeng." ”
"No, I'm here for you." The man in white denied it on the spot.
Li Yang re-examined the face of the man in white, and made sure that he hadn't seen it, let alone knew it, so he asked, "What are you looking for me?" ”
"Kill you."
Li Yang was stunned, and then smiled, "Very noble dream." ”
The man in white did not speak, nor did he move.
Li Yang waited quietly for a while, and finally couldn't wait any longer, and said, "Don't you want to kill me, why don't you do it?" ”
"I never kill unarmed men." The man in white said indifferently.
Li Yang snorted twice, and he didn't know whether he was laughing or finding it funny, and said, "Do you know that even if I am unarmed, I am much better than those who have iron in my hands." ”
The man in white still didn't make a move, "I won't kill a man with a bare ass." ”
Maybe this is the real reason - Li Yang suddenly felt in his heart.
"Including women." The man in white added another sentence.
When he said this, he still didn't look at Wuyan, as if Wuyan didn't exist from beginning to end, or more precisely, at this moment, the world in the eyes of the man in white was only Li Yang.
"What a gentleman." Li Yang even praised the man in white.
Then he patted Wuyan's buttocks, "Go, bring my clothes." ”
Wuyan left as if she had been pardoned.
She had wanted to leave for a long time.
Standing between Li Yang and the man in white, she felt like she was standing in front of two lions who could eat people, and she was a poor little rabbit, those two lions, no matter which one she sneezed casually, she would be nervous, and she didn't even dare to move.
This kind of mental torture is far more torturous than the shame of standing naked between two men at this moment.
In order to avoid experiencing such a torment again, Wuyan took Li Yang's clothes and did not wait for Li Yang to put them on, but threw them directly to Li Yang from afar.
Li Yang also saw her little caution, didn't say anything, and after catching her clothes in the air, she put them on in two and three and walked out of the house.
walked up to the man in white and said with a smile: "Now that I don't have a bare ass, you can come and kill me." ”
The man in white said, "You really don't have a bare ass, but you are defenseless." ”
"It's just killing people, and it's not going to the church to get married, there are really a lot of conditions." Li Yang muttered in his mouth, and then his eyes wandered around the courtyard.
There are inches of iron, but there is no weapon to take advantage of.
If you don't have a weapon, you might as well not have it.
Li Yang finally picked up the broom standing in a corner of the courtyard, and split one end with one palm, leaving only a long straight stick in his hand.
waved in the air.
It feels pretty good.
Returning to the man in white again, "Let me ask first, do you and I have a grudge?" ”
"No hatred."
"Resentful?"
"No complaints."
"Then why did you kill me?" Li Yang wondered.
He felt that he should be far from being handsome, to the point where people were angry and complained about everyone shouting to kill.
"Then why are you pretending to be Lu Xiaofeng?" The man in white finally asked.
"Understood."
Li Yang said suddenly: "It turns out that you are Lu Xiaofeng's friend, and you are here to fight him." ”
"I don't have any friends." The man in white still didn't move.
His eyes finally shifted from Li Yang to the wooden stick in Li Yang's hand.
"I don't mind waiting for you to find a real weapon."
Obviously, this is too child's play to dislike the wooden stick in Li Yang's hand.
He's really serious.
Li Yang was also very serious and said, "I have a feeling that you may be Ximen Blowing Snow." ”
"Your senses are accurate." The man in white is tantamount to admitting it in disguise.
He didn't ask Li Yang why he knew him.
Because he doesn't care.
Because he's here to kill.
No matter how many problems there are with dead people, it is not a problem.
Now it is Li Yang who has the problem.
He had to admit that he was about to duel with the strongest sword god in the world.
And the reason was because he pretended to be Lu Xiaofeng to pull hatred everywhere.
This was indeed something he did not expect.
Looking at the Ximen blowing snow in front of him, Li Yang looked down at the wooden stick in his hand again.
With a "bang", he threw the stick away.
Simon Fuxue frowned.
Is this going to surrender without a fight?
He doesn't like to kill a weakling.
As soon as he thought of this, he heard a strange sound from Li Yang's fingertips, and a slender sword qi that had almost turned into substance rose out of his fingertips, and when it reached more than three feet long, it was completely fixed......