Chapter 8

The visitor stood outside the house, holding his chest and eyebrows, looking at Ryukyu. He looked sixteen or seventeen years old.

Slowly put down the package, Ryukyu face the man, can walk to her side silently, and she does not feel, although there is this body has not been trained to her previous level, but, in front of this man, can not be ignored.

"What's the matter with you?" Ryukyu looked at him.

The corner of the mouth slowly outlines a demon's smile, and someone casually leans against the door and says, "it's none of my business, but I'm happy to manage it, so you may have my business."

It's clear that it's here to find fault.

Ryukyu frowned. This person didn't appear in her memory. She didn't know him, so she wasn't from Murong family. Since she didn't, she took care of him.

Turning around and grabbing the package, Ryukyu strode towards the door and said in a deep voice, "get out of the way."

The man in purple still leans against the door, neither yields nor obstructs, only smiles with interest.

When Ryukyu saw that he did not stop him, he passed by and went out of the house.

"Here comes someone. I'll listen to him. Forty-three, forty-four, forty-five. There are forty-five people in all. Hehe, who are you talking about? Will there be a father of your family? " Low laughter sounded, lighter than the wind, let Ryukyu suddenly stopped.

Murong family's people are coming. They are really fast.

She can't go.

"I don't mind helping you with your things." The white jade like hand reached out, and the demon in purple smiled, reached out and took the package that Ryukyu had held in his hand. At the same time, he pressed it on his waist, and a silver soft sword appeared in his hand immediately.

"For your use, don't disgrace me." After throwing the sword to Ryukyu, the man in purple stepped back with a smile and sat on the rattan chair in the room to watch it in his spare time.

Holding the soft sword in his hand, Ryukyu frowns. Don't disgrace him. Roll away. What does she have to do with him.

In my heart, I didn't say much in my mouth, just holding the soft sword, I just stepped forward two steps and stood in the center of the yard. The golden sunshine sprinkled on Ryukyu's body. I was dressed in a coarse cloth and linen shirt, but the noble temperament could not be looked down upon.

At the entrance of the courtyard, there was a lot of noise.

Close your eyes gently and listen to Ryukyu. The steps of the visitors are very disordered. Some are heavy and some are light. Obviously, their martial arts are of high quality.