The man was standing behind Ximen Chuxue, very close, almost less than a distance from a forearm.

No one has ever been so close to Ximen Chuxue, including Li Yang and Lu Xiaofeng.

This person is not only so close to Ximen Chuxue, but also won't be rejected by Ximen Chuxue, and it won't make people feel that there is something wrong. A living person standing there is like a shadow, not attracting attention, but also makes people feel reasonable.

Of course this person is Uncle Fu!

"You...what do you think I'm doing?" Uncle Fu felt pressure under Li Yang's eyes and couldn't help but say.

His voice also attracted Lu Xiaofeng's gaze.

Unlike Li Yang, Lu Xiaofeng didn't know that there was a fake Fu Uncle incident tonight, so she never noticed Fu Uncle, and would not inexplicably suspect Fu Uncle. After all, Fu Uncle is Ximen Chuxue's person.

If you love the house and the mistress, who would doubt your friend’s confidant for no reason?

Li Yang will do it.

Even though he knew that this Fu Uncle was brought back by Ximen Chuxue himself, even though there was a fake Fu Uncle before, he was killed by him.

If there is a fake Uncle Fu, can't there be two fake Uncle?

Wouldn't it be more clever to use one fake to cover the second fake?

Li Yang never minds thinking more cleverly about the enemy.

"Maybe there is a third fake Uncle Fu..." Li Yang looked at the fake Uncle Fu, his eyes as sharp as a sword, making Uncle Fu dare not look directly at him.

Uncle Fu subconsciously hid behind Ximen Chuxue, just like a slave in suffering, seeking the protection of his master, "Young Master."

Ximen Chuxue seemed to have entered a state of meditation and had no reaction.

Li Yang suddenly stood up and walked towards Uncle Fu, "Uncle Fu, it's a sin to have you been suffering from a bad pot at this midnight. Look at your face, there is ash at the bottom of the pot, and there is water in this stone chamber. Go and wash it."

As he said that, he grabbed Uncle Fu's hand and headed towards the stone basin at the corner of the wall.

"Old man, I am all half-tied. It doesn't matter whether my face is dirty or not. That's a ten thousand-year-old divine spring! How can the spiritual water nurtured by heaven and earth wash my face for this despicable servant? No," Uncle Fu refused repeatedly and wanted to break free from Li Yang's hand.

Can't make it.

Li Yang grabbed it tightly and forced Fu Bo to half-pull and half-pull to the stone basin.

Uncle Fu's struggle became even more intense.

"Wash." Ximen Chuxue, who was entering into meditation, suddenly made a sound.

It turned out that he had been distracting and paying attention to things outside of him. Even if he spoke now, he was still distracting his breathing and regulating his breathing without delaying his work. It was just that his practice efficiency was not as high as he was.

"Look, even your master said that." Li Yang immediately responded.

"...Since the young master said that, I'll just wash it." Uncle Fu turned his head, responded to Ximen Chuxue, turned his head again, and without Li Yang's urging, he bent down and buried his head in the stone basin.

Such cooperation?

From struggling to cooperation, the transition was too fast. Li Yang, who had already planned to force Uncle Fu to wash his face, couldn't help but stop moving.

Looking at Uncle Fu, who was washing happily in the stone basin, burying his head in a very happy manner, Li Yang couldn't help but mutter in his heart.

Am I really thinking too much?

Let’s look at Uncle Fu again.

Uncle Fu's hand had been let go of Li Yang to wash his face. He had rubbed his face and let it go.

Li Yang subconsciously approached and looked around.

If it is a human skin mask, it will definitely be rubbed and moved during the washing of the face.

But before Li Yang could see Uncle Fu's face clearly, Uncle Fu suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a water arrow on Li Yang's face with a "pop".

Li Yang instinctively tilted his head to avoid it.

Uncle Fu immediately took the opportunity to get rid of Li Yang, turned around and jumped at Ximen Chuxue, who was still sitting on the stone bed, closed his eyes and breathing.

It's indeed a killer!

On the other side, Lu Xiaofeng, who had been observing silently for a long time, quickly warned her.

"Simon is careful."

At this time, Li Yang, who had avoided the water arrow and noticed, quickly flew up and kicked Uncle Fu from behind.

"Wow." Uncle Fu immediately spat out a mouthful of blood from the boss.

But his movements did not stop. Instead, he used the force and the force of Li Yang's kick to pounce on Ximen Chuxue at a faster speed.

In the blink of an eye, the man had already rushed to Ximen Chuxue and pushed out a palm at the same time, trying to attack Ximen Chuxue's head Baihui.

It’s really a killer style. If you don’t take action, you will be killed if you take action!

Unfortunately, he met Ximen Chuxue.

"What a pity." Even Ximen Chuxue was regretting him, and then he had a sword.

"ah!"

Uncle Fu screamed and his palm was split in half.

Ximen Chuxue's sword tip did not stop, and passed through the palm of his hands, and came to Fu Uncle. It flashed and disappeared. If it weren't for the sound of the scabbard in Ximen Chuxue's hand, Fu Uncle would have thought that it would have returned to the sheath.

Back on the sheath.

The sword is withdrawn.

Then am I dead?

Uncle Fu looked at him with a blank look and saw that he had broken his hand. After feeling the strong pain, he was sure that he was not dead.

"Ximen Chuxue actually has the kindness of a woman..." Uncle Fu's lips curled up with a hint of sneer.

Little did he know that as the corners of his mouth moved, a human skin mask fell off his face until the human skin mask fell to the ground and made a "bar" sound because of the water.

It turned out that the sword that cut his hand and palm finally only opened the human skin on his face without hurting Uncle Fu's face.

The control of force and the subtlety of the sword tip made Lu Xiaofeng, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but clap his hands and scream, and even Li Yang couldn't help but exclaim.

"This sword is probably not inferior to Ye Gucheng." Uncle Fu, who wanted to kill Ximen Chuxue, couldn't help but exclaim.

"Where is Uncle Fu?" Ximen Chuxue asked.

This is the reason why he left his life as a fake Uncle Fu.

The fake Uncle Fu did not answer.

Ximen Chuxue cut off the other hand of the fake Uncle Fu with one sword.

The fake Uncle Fu gritted his teeth and said nothing, and his broken hands were bleeding.

A strange color flashed in Ximen Chuxue's eyes, but it disappeared quickly and she said coldly: "You have to know that as long as I want, there are a hundred ways to torture you at this moment."

"Ha ha……"

The fake Uncle Fu laughed without fear, and laughed loudly, "Since I dare to kill you, I naturally thought of the possibility of failure. Not to mention that you have a hundred kinds, even a thousand kinds, ten thousand kinds, I will not betray her."

When she mentioned her, the fake Fu Uncle, who was in the pain of his hands, had a miraculous smile on his face, and seemed to have happiness, happiness, memories, and tears in his eyes...

"Who is she?" Lu Xiaofeng asked, almost rushing to ask.

Because he had a strong premonition that this was Shangguan Danfeng.

The fake Fuwang still didn't answer.

"Is it Shangguan Danfeng?" Lu Xiaofeng asked her name directly.

The fake Uncle Fu still didn't say anything.

But the sensitive Lu Xiaofeng noticed that his eyes flashed a few times.

Therefore, Lu Xiaofeng even decided that it was Shangguan Danfeng and advised: "If it was Shangguan Danfeng, I advise you not to resist. That woman is using you, just like... using me."

The fake Fu Bo looked at Lu Xiaofeng without any movement.

Lu Xiaofeng, Lu Xiaofeng, everyone says you are smart, but I think you are a total idiot. How could I be the same as you?

The false Uncle Fu would not say this in his heart. Even if he died, he would die cleanly and would never bring any trouble to his lover.

As soon as I thought about this, the fake Uncle Fu had already had a desperate ambition and glanced at Li Yang, Ximen Chuxue, and Lu Xiaofeng one by one, "You will not succeed, remember, my name is Dugucheng, I am waiting for you in the underworld."

After saying that, he used his strength to break his heart and broke himself.

Li Yang and the other two couldn't stop him.

What is even more shocking is that Dugucheng's corpse actually had a smile on his face. Until the corpse cooled down, the smile did not dissipate. The corpse that had become frozen with the cold and stalemate forever solidified on his face.

"What magic does Shangguan Danfeng have that can actually make a killer so devotedly." Li Yang couldn't help but sigh.

"She does have such magic power." Lu Xiaofeng seemed to be resonating with her.

"Or it was love that gave her this magic."

love?

Li Yang's heart was full of waves, without any slight turmoil, as calm as Ximen Chuxue.

No, Ximen Chuxue was even colder. He directly rushed to Lu Xiaofeng: "If you have the skill of self-pity, it is better to use your energy to heal your wounds and recover more of your skills, and then you will be more confident of survival in a while. The enemies you face this time are beyond your imagination."
To be continued...