The visitor stood outside the house, crossed his arms and looked at Liuyue with raised eyebrows. He looked about sixteen or seventeen years old.
Slowly putting down the package in her hand, Liu Yue was facing the man. He was able to walk to her side so silently, and she didn't realize it. Although this body had not been trained to the level she used to be, the man in front of her was
This man cannot be underestimated.
"What does it have to do with you?" Liu Yue looked at him.
A seductive smile slowly formed on the corner of his mouth, and the visitor casually leaned against the door and said, "It's none of my business, but I'm happy to take care of it, so it might be none of your business."
This is clearly looking for trouble.
Liu Yue frowned. This person had never appeared in her memory. She didn't know him, so he wasn't from the Murong family. Since he wasn't, she ignored him.
Turning around and grabbing the baggage, Liuyue strode towards the door and said in a deep voice: "Get out of the way."
Hearing this, the man in purple clothes still leaned against the door, neither letting go nor blocking him, he just smiled with interest.
Seeing that he didn't stop her, Liu Yue immediately passed him by and walked out of the house.
"Someone is coming. Let me hear it. Forty-three, forty-four, forty-five, a total of forty-five people. Haha, who are you talking about? Is it your old man?" Low laughter
The words sounded, lighter than the wind, and Liu Yue suddenly stopped in her tracks.
The Murong family came and they moved really fast.
She can't leave.
"I don't mind helping you get something." The white jade-like hand stretched out, and the man in purple smiled seductively. He reached out and took the package that Liu Yue had grasped in his hand. He pressed it on his waist and pulled out a silver handle.
The soft sword immediately appeared in his hand.
"It's for you, but don't embarrass me." He threw the long sword to Liu Yue casually, and the man in purple took a step back with a smile on his face, sat on the wicker chair in the room, and watched at leisure.
Holding the soft sword in her hand, Liu Yue frowned, don't embarrass him, get out, what does she have to do with him.
She thought this in her heart, but didn't say anything. She just took two steps forward with the soft sword in hand and stood in the center of the courtyard. The golden sunlight shone on Liu Yue's body. She was dressed in a coarse linen shirt, but she had a noble temperament.
It's impossible to look at.
At the entrance of the small courtyard, there was a lot of people coming.
Gently closing her eyes, Liuyue listened. The footsteps of the person coming were very chaotic, some were heavy and some were light. It was obvious that her martial arts skills were high and low.