Chapter 8

Hearing Di Qing's voice, the beautiful woman in the yard trembled, like a frightened rabbit, ran into the house in embarrassment, slipped and fell on the way.

Yi'er looked at the beautiful woman nervously: "Yi'er, go see the second lady!" She quickly chased after her and closed the door.

Di Qing looked at the closed door and sighed softly. The beautiful woman's name was Li You, and she was the mother of 'Di Qing'. From the memory of 'Diqing', Li You was not close to her, and even liked to avoid her.

Di Qing didn't want to put his mind on Li You, so he turned and walked to her courtyard——Diqing Courtyard
Suddenly, she felt a staring gaze in front of her, and quickly raised her eyes to look, and immediately saw a man in black robes with a strange and delicate black mask standing on the corridor of her yard. The breath, under the daylight, still makes people feel a little gloomy.

That mask made her feel very familiar. Suddenly, she half-closed her eyes, and a picture flashed in her mind, and her heart rang loudly. She remembered the night when Hei Tai was assassinated. The person who shot her with a bow and arrow was wearing this mask. mask!

She held her breath and approached him step by step, fearing that she was hallucinating, the man's eyes moved with her figure, as if waiting for her feeling.

Di Qing stopped in front of him, stared at the black mask on his face, slowly raised his hand, and whispered softly: "Isn't it a hallucination?"

Suddenly, her wrist hurt, and the masked man grabbed her wrist tightly, staring at her coldly, and a hoarse voice came into her ears: "The one who takes off my mask can only die!" The word death seemed to come from the abyss of hell, and the listeners were terrified.

die?
She came back to her senses and raised eyebrows. How could the ace killer be afraid of death?

Di Qing snorted coldly, straightened his body, looked at him calmly, and said coldly, "Not only do I want to take off your mask, I also want to beat your people!" Regardless of whether he was the man that night, but just looking at him Wearing the mask, a nameless anger surged out of her body. She thought that she would spend her life in this world safely, but seeing the masked man in front of her, she no longer thought so.

Di Qing quickly backhanded and skillfully broke free from his big hand. At the same time, his arm was as soft as a snake, but he swung his fist vigorously. The protruding joints of the fist hit his chest hard.

The masked man obviously didn't know that she knew martial arts, so he caught the punch abruptly, staggered, and his cold eyes showed a little surprise.

She didn't give him a chance to fight back, she moved forward coherently, let go of her fist, and quickly turned into a sharp claw like an eagle, like a mask catching prey and hooking him.

The man's eyes froze, and when her fingertips were half an inch away from him, his figure flickered, and he retreated three feet away in the blink of an eye.

When she saw his weird footwork, she calmed down instantly. He just used Yaoshan, the footwork of a music master, which can instantly dodge the enemy's attack and retreat to a place dozens of feet away, that is to say , in the case that she has no holy energy, as long as he doesn't make any noise to attack her, there is no need to be afraid of him.

(End of this chapter)

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