"So what if we rush here?" In the woods behind him, Li Xue slowly walked out holding an umbrella.
She came here when she heard the voices outside in the woods.
Behind her are her men who followed in the rain.
Looking at Ouyang Xi who was hugging Ling Wu, his eyes narrowed suddenly, but the expression on his face remained unchanged. He raised the corners of his mouth with a half-smile: "Ouyang Xi?"
Ouyang Xi's arm holding Ling Wu relaxed slightly.
Now in his eyes, there is only the umbrella in Li Xue's hand
Li Xue raised an eyebrow and said in a deep voice, "Did you hurt Ling Wu?"
Li Xue raised the corner of her mouth slightly: "If I remember correctly, it should be me."
"Since you know that I am Ouyang Xi, you should know that Ling Wu is my wife."
Ouyang Xi changed the position of holding Ling Wu, and put his hands around her waist. He looked down at Ling Wu, who was still a little angry, and sighed softly: "It's my fault, then I will help you kill her."
Is it okay if you kill her as an apology?"
Before Ling Wu could answer, he loosened his arm around Ling Wu's waist and attacked Li Xue very quickly.
The sword at the waist has been unsheathed. While splitting the rain curtain, the zhenqi on the sword will also shoot out the raindrops that hit the sword body.
While Ouyang Xi drew his sword and swung it, Li Xue's expression changed slightly.
Two years ago, when Youlijie was planning to take Ling Wu back, they also sent her to assist Li Yan.
The reason why she didn't take action was because Ling Wu had been seriously injured and there was no need for her to take action against Ouyang Xi.
But when Ouyang Xi and Ling Yun took action, she was actually watching from not far away
Li Xue is fully aware of Ouyang Xi's martial arts skills.
I am also confident that I can deal with him in one fell swoop.
Unexpectedly, Ouyang Xi's martial arts skills have soared in just two years.
Li Xue suddenly felt an inexplicable fear
He could no longer maintain his graceful posture while holding an umbrella. He almost threw the umbrella in his hand forward in embarrassment, took two steps back, and quickly pulled out the dagger from his waist.
Ouyang Xi curled up the corner of his mouth slightly, and the sword in his hand suddenly moved forward and rested lightly on the handle of the umbrella.