Looking at her shocked expression, Duan Hengyu smiled, pushed her out of his arms, stood up, turned his back to her, and said with a smile, "Death... does not necessarily mean that you cannot be resurrected..."
The look of astonishment on Shuanglan's face was even worse than before.
I remember Duan Hengyu asked himself something one night...
Listening to what Duan Hengyu just said again...[
She froze on the spot, and just when she was about to say something, she suddenly heard the sound of a fight coming from outside the house.
She was startled and greatly surprised.
Who is so reckless that he dares to break into the young master's courtyard?
Duan Hengyu's expression also changed, and he was obviously surprised that someone dared to cause trouble in his territory so arrogantly.
He frowned and strode towards the door.
With a flick of his sleeves, the closed door opened.
In the light of swords and shadows, the garden was full of colorful flowers falling to the ground.
A light blue figure, with an extremely elegant and graceful movement, took down the guards who were swarming one by one.
I didn't see how he took action...
I just feel that every move he makes is so elegant and charming.
It's like dancing.
But with such elegant and dancing movements, he easily captured the guards who were usually among the best in martial arts.
There are more and more black figures on the ground...
The man didn't kill anyone, it seemed he just tapped the acupuncture points of the guards.
In just an instant, seven or eight guards were lying on the ground one by one.
The man curled his lips and smiled, his smile as cold as ice and snow in winter.
His back was turned to Duan Hengyu and Shuanglan.
Shuanglan only saw the man's long, shiny black hair and a light blue flowing robe.
However, that person seemed to have some kind of magic power.[
Just the silhouette of his back made it impossible for people to take their eyes away from him.
Apply a touch of green, like the young grass that has just sprouted in spring...
Once you take one look at it, you will feel very comfortable.
"The breeze blows on my face and my hands touch acupuncture points..."
Duan Hengyu's lips curled up slightly, his eyes flashed, he narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a smile, "The eldest disciple of the Lord of Fengshang Palace, Ye Huang."