Ghost faced women are very powerful.

But Yue Zitong saw with his own eyes that she seriously injured Qi Yue in a few seconds.

The man holding a triangle iron flat and walking slowly like a crab on his side knows it.

Otherwise, he would never have to use the clang of colored steel tiles above his head to cover his footsteps when he took every step.

Moreover, he held his breath and lowered his head slightly, his eyes fixed only on the heel of the ghost woman.

Yue Zitong knew that he made such a move, which was an omni-directional concealment. When he walked slowly, he could make the ghost woman aware of the strange atmosphere.

When Yue Zitong was living in Guoan, he had received special training to hide his murderous spirit.

Eyes, though invisible and untouchable, are the most effective way to convey murderous Qi.

For example, when a child stealthily climbs the jujube tree next door to steal the jujube, the host comes from below. At this time, if the child looks up and looks away, instead of nervously looking at the host, then the host will walk away without being aware of it.

Similarly, the most magical and acute sixth sense of human beings is also the most alert to hostile eyes.

That's why the man who appears suddenly looks down at the heel of the ghost woman.

"This is an expert in killing people."

When Yue Zitong found out that this person appeared, the idea suddenly came to his mind, and he saw that the person seemed to shake his head slightly.

This is to remind Yue Zitong: "don't look at me. Otherwise, the strange look in your eyes will attract the ghost woman's attention and make her realize that I have come. "

The man shook his head slightly, which must be the meaning.

Yue Zitong is sure.

But then, her eyes on the floating on the obvious loss of color, there is a voice in the heart asked her: "how do you know, what is his mind at this time?"

She has long known the saying that "the heart has a touch of intelligence" and can deeply understand the meaning of this sentence.

But this sentence should not be used between lovers who know and love each other?

How could this person be connected with her?

She didn't know him.

What kind of clothes is this person wearing? After the sandstorm hit, Yue Zitong's white wedding dress can no longer see its original appearance. How can you tell the color and style of this person's clothes?

Moreover, because the man was walking sideways, Yue Zitong could see that he had a ponytail tied behind his head.

It's disgusting for men to tie horsetails.

Not only that, the man had a yellow beard.

Of course, the beard may be black, but it turns yellow with dust.

As for his eyebrows - he lowered his head, Yue Zitong's eyes would not turn, of course, could not see.

She didn't know the man.

In her mind, she had never seen this man.

But it happened!

I don't know why, but Yue Zitong thinks that this slightly emaciated man has known her for more than ten centuries.

This kind of absurd idea, let Yue Zitong more at a loss, trying to imagine who he is.

Her eyes in the blank, was Yang coffin coffin clear see in the eyes.

But there is no doubt.

Yang coffin thought that Yue Zitong was thinking about why she wanted to kill her.

"Well, you should be on your way. As for whether I killed you because of him, you will find out when you get to the underworld. "

Yang coffin slightly sneered. When he said these words, he finally got impatient with the tornado that hadn't been sucked away by the west wall smashed on the east wall for a long time. He whistled and shifted his phoenix eye.

The colored steel tile, half a meter high, inhaled by the strong suction, suddenly fell back to its original place, making a bigger bang.

The loud noise made Yue Zitong, who was dazed in his eyes, suddenly wake up. When Yang coffin also subconsciously looked up, the man holding the steel tube flatly seized this fleeting opportunity.

"Hi

With the man's roar, the triangle iron mixed with thunder, like a poisonous dragon, stabbed her in the left rib from half a meter behind the coffin!

"Ah

Before the triangle iron pierced into her body, the unprepared Yang coffin immediately let out a shrill scream. As soon as he was about to turn back, he felt that his body suddenly flew up, facing the window in the middle of the east wall, with the triangle iron that pierced into her body.

The man used the triangle iron as a spear. After a successful attack, he threw it out with the triangle iron without hesitation.

Only in this way can he use all his strength through the triangle iron and transfer it to the Yang coffin.

So that she can't reach for the window because of the instinctive reaction after the heavy injury.

Outside the window, is impatient to move the phoenix eye.

Under the eye of the Phoenix is the dazzling sunlight, with a diameter of 15 meters.

Yang coffin's right five fingers, just grasp the window, was transported from the triangle iron huge inertia, urged to fly out.

Forced to let go, nails in plastic steel doors and windows, draw a few deep finger marks.

She herself, like a kite out of control, flew into Fengyan.

The dazzling sunlight in Feng's eyes shone on Yang's terrible face.

She body with do not know how much wind speed, rapid rise, looked back at the window, saw the man.

The man, standing at the window, looked up at her.

"Li Nanfang!"

Yang coffin recognized Li Nanfang at the first sight.

No one in China knows about Li NanFang's hair and beard.

Yang's coffin, who lived with him on a small desert island for more than half a year, can be recognized at a glance.

"It turns out that the one who killed me would be Li Nanfang."

No matter how good Yang's skill is, in front of Tianwei, he has to struggle in vain and grin bitterly: "I killed your Yue Zitong for you, OK? But you help her kill me. Why? I'm so good to you. "

She wanted to shout these words out.

She wanted to ask Li Nanfang why she wanted to kill her.

She thought - no matter what she wanted to do, all her shouts, along with her people, were swept into the air by a whirling tornado.

Although the cry of Yang's coffin was swept into the air by the tornado, it didn't reach Li NanFang's ears at all.

But he saw that she was calling his name from the shape of her mouth.

"How can she recognize me?"

Li Nanfang was a little surprised. He tilted his head slightly and thought, "besides, when I heard her voice just now, it seems that I heard it somewhere. Who is she? "

If Yang is not worried, when she is walking in the street like a girl, it is likely that someone who may be buried under the ruins will recognize her voice and speak in a coarse voice. Li Nanfang already knows who she is when she talks with Yue Zitong.

Then, Li Nanfang will not attack her again.

Li NanFang's sneak attack on her so carefully happened to see with her own eyes how she dealt with Helan Fusu, and beat Canqi month.

Li Nanfang doesn't know Qi Yue.

But he knew Helan Fusu.

No matter Li NanFang's heart, because brother Fusu didn't give up on his aunt and hated him, he had to admit that he was a master of the same level as ye Xiaodao.

Such a master with the same force value as ye Xiaodao did not have much resistance in front of the ghost woman, so he was made to hit the triangle iron with his head. When Li Nanfang saw that she wanted to hurt Yue Zitong, could he not be more careful, abandon the so-called "real man, no sneak attack" saying, and take advantage of the loud bang of colored steel tiles on his head to sneak attack her carefully?

For the ghost woman, Li Nan didn't like her very much.

Maybe it's because he was pushed back by some ghost woman?

But this ghost woman is not the one who pushed him back.

Because that shameless ghost woman is quite plump and sexy. She is taller and bigger than this ghost woman in both size and figure.

"Who is she? How could she know me? Moreover, in the eyes she looked at me before she was swept away, although she had a strong hatred, she also had some sadness. Who is she? "

Li Nanfang broke the window with both hands, watching the tornado quickly across the plain and running to the distance, his heart actually raised the melancholy that he seemed to have lost many important things.

At this time, Yue Zitong was a little hoarse, and some trembling voice came from behind: "you, who are you?"

"Guess who I am?"

Yue Zitong's voice drove away Li NanFang's inexplicable melancholy. With a strange smile, Gu Li slowly looked back and looked at the woman who had been missing for most of the past six months.

The woman looks embarrassed.

Not only embarrassed, but also embarrassed to the extreme.

White wedding dress has long been unable to see the color, because the wedding dress torn and exposed most of the fragrant shoulder, is also dirty.

There is still blood in the corner of the mouth.

On the hand, on the leg, on the bosom Qi Yue's face, also is blood.

Her hair had already spread out, and her appearance was not much better than that of the ghost woman who had just been swept away by the tornado.

She holds Qi Yue, barefoot against the wall, slightly arched right leg, in the very fast light trembling.

When Li NanFang's eyes fell on her right leg, he frowned and asked in a strange voice, "did you hurt your leg?"

On Yue Zitong's right leg, there is a wound about ten centimeters long, which was scratched by bamboo strips when she was kicking away the lantern to protect director Liang.

Before she had time to dress up, the sandstorm came.

Blood stuck to the wedding dress, tightly attached to the leg.

"Yes, I was accidentally scratched by the bamboo strips in the lantern."

Yue Zitong tried to open his eyes and looked at the man with a ponytail and beard. He asked again, "you, who are you?"

Li Nanfang thought about it and answered truthfully, "I'm Li Nanfang."

"What?"

Yue Zitong was stunned and then screamed out: "nonsense, how can you be Li Nanfang?"

Li Nanfang sneered, still a strange voice: "why am I not Li Nanfang?"

"He's dead, dead!"

Yue Zitong suddenly became angry and came over with Qi Yue's limp in his arms. He hissed: "I saw his body with my own eyes and was cremated in the cremation furnace! His ashes were brought back by me from the British Isles

Li Nanfang interrupted her: "where's his ashes?"

"His ashes - his ashes?"

All of Yue Zitong's anger disappeared, and all of his strength was scattered. He leaned against the wall, looked down at the dust, and murmured: "his ashes, ashes, have been scattered in the dust, and can't be found any more."

"He's not dead."

Li Nanfang raised his right foot and stepped on the windowsill: "even if he really died, his ghost will come back to see how you left him and married other men. You will be punished. Because you not only betrayed him, but also humiliated him. "

Li Nanfang chuckles and jumps out of the window.

Outside, came the sound of footsteps, Helan stars worried voice called: "Zitong, are you ok?"