Strongest Guard

Yue Zitong had personally witnessed her severely injuring the powerful Qi Yue in just a few breaths.    

The person who was walking over slowly like a crab, holding a triangular-shaped iron in his hand, actually knew this as well.    

Otherwise, he would not have had to cover his footsteps with the clang of colored steel tiles above his head at every step.    

Not only that, he even held his breath, lowering his head slightly as he stared at the ghostly woman's heels.    

Yue Zitong knew that when he did that, it was to completely conceal himself. When he walked over slowly, it was an unusual aura that the ghost girl could detect.    

Yue Zitong had received special training to hide her murderous intent when she was in the country's security forces.    

Although his gaze could neither see nor touch, it was the best way to convey killing intent.    

For example, when a child sneaks up a neighboring jujube tree to eat, the owner comes from below, and if the child looks away instead of looking nervously at the owner, the owner will walk by himself without noticing anything.    

Similarly, the sixth sense that humans had was the most mysterious and sensitive, and the one that was the most alert to hostile gazes.    

That was why the person who suddenly appeared had lowered his head to look at the ghost girl's heels.    

"He's an expert at killing people."    

When Yue Zitong noticed the appearance of this person, this thought suddenly surfaced in her mind. She then saw that person shake his head slightly.    

This was a warning to Yue Zitong: "Don't look at me. Otherwise, the change in your eyes will attract the attention of that damned woman, and she will notice that I'm already here. "    

The man shook his head slightly. That must be it.    

Yue Zitong was sure.    

However, a clear sense of loss soon surfaced in her eyes as a voice asked in her heart, "How do you know what he's thinking right now?"    

She had long since known that the phrase "the heart is like a rhinoceros, the heart is like a rhinoceros", and she could deeply understand the meaning of the sentence.    

However, wasn't this supposed to be used between lovers who knew each other?    

How could this person be connected with her?    

She didn't know him.    

What kind of clothes did this person wear? After the sandstorm hit, Yue Zitong's white wedding dress could no longer be seen. How could one tell the color and style of this person's clothes?    

Furthermore, since this person was walking sideways, Yue Zitong could see that he had a small ponytail tied behind his head.    

It was really hard to get used to a man with a ponytail.    

Not only that, the man also had a yellow beard.    

Of course, the beard could be black, just stained with dust and turning yellow.    

As for his brows, his head was lowered. Yue Zitong's gaze wouldn't turn, so of course she wouldn't be able to see.    

She did not know him.    

In her memory, she had never seen this person before.    

But of course!    

For some reason, Yue Zitong felt that this slightly emaciated man had known her for more than ten centuries.    

This absurd idea made Yue Zitong even more confused as she tried her best to imagine who he was.    

The blankness in her eyes was clearly seen by Yang Guanguan.    

But there was no doubt about it.    

Yang Guanguan thought Yue Zitong was pondering why she wanted to kill her.    

"Well, you must be on your way. As for whether it's because of him that I killed you, when you reach the Underworld, I'll find out. "    

Yang Guanguan sneered slightly. When she said those words, the tornado, which had been stuck on the east wall for a long time, finally lost its patience and turned her phoenix eyes away.    

The colored steel tiles that were half a meter tall suddenly fell back to their original position after being sucked in by a powerful suction force, letting out a loud clanging sound.    

The loud noise made Yue Zitong, who had a blank look on her face, suddenly quiver. Yang Guanguan also subconsciously looked up, but the person holding the steel pipe in his hand had seized this fleeting opportunity.    

"Hey!"    

Along with this person's explosive shout, the triangular-shaped iron hammer, which carried the force of a thunderbolt, viciously pierced Yang Guanguan's left rib bone half a meter behind her back like a poisonous dragon!    

"Ah!    

Yang Guanguan, who hadn't been prepared at all for the triangle-shaped iron needle piercing into her body, immediately let out a blood-curdling screech. Just as she was about to turn around, she felt her body suddenly fly towards the window in the middle of the east wall, along with the triangle-shaped iron rod piercing into her body.    

That man used the triangle-iron as a spear. After he struck, he threw the triangle-iron along with the triangle-iron without hesitation.    

Only in this way would he be able to use all of his strength through the triangle-shaped iron gate and transfer it to Yang Guanguan, who had been thrown out.    

The instinctive reaction that prevented her from being severely injured was to reach out and grab the window.    

Outside the window, there were phoenix eyes that were impatiently trying to move away.    

In front of Feng Wu's eyes was a dazzling sunlight that was fifteen meters wide.    

As soon as Yang Guanguan grabbed the window with her right hand, she was sent flying by the huge momentum of the triangle-shaped iron gate.    

Forced to let go, her nails made deep finger marks on the steel windows.    

She herself flew into the phoenix eye like a kite out of control.    

The dazzling sunlight from the phoenix eyes shone on Yang Guanguan's terrifying face.    

She followed the stream of air and flew up into the sky. When she looked back through the window, she saw the person inside.    

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

"Lee Nanfang!"    

Yang Guanguan recognized Lee Nanfang the moment she saw him.    

Lee Nanfang had his hair and beard, so no one in Huaxia knew about it.    

Yang Guanguan, who lived in Small Desert Island with him for more than half a year, was able to recognize him with a single glance.    

"So the person who killed me was Lee Nanfang."    

No matter how capable Yang Guanguan was, she could only struggle in vain before the might of the heavens. She smiled bitterly, "I killed Yue Zitong who let you down, okay? Yet you came to help her kill me. Why are you doing this, I'm so good to you. "    

She wanted to shout these words out.    

She wanted to interrogate Lee Nanfang loudly why he wanted to kill her.    

Whatever she wanted to do, all her cries, along with her people, were swept into the air by the whirling tornado.    

Although Yang Guanguan's shout was sent flying into the air by the tornado, it didn't reach Lee Nanfang's ears at all.    

But he could tell from the way her mouth was moving when she was screaming that she was calling his name.    

"How could she recognize me?"    

Lee Nanfang was a bit surprised. He tilted his head and thought, "Plus, when I heard her voice just now, it sounded like I heard it somewhere before. Who exactly is she? "    

If Yang Guanguan wasn't worried, it was very likely that someone who might be buried under the ruins would be able to hear her voice when she walked on the streets as a girl. Therefore, Lee Nanfang already knew who she was when she spoke to Yue Zitong.    

In that case, Lee Nanfang would no longer attack her.    

Lee Nanfang had carefully ambushed her. Coincidentally, he had seen with his own eyes how she dealt with Holan Fusu and crippled Qi Yue.    

Lee Nanfang didn't know Qi Yue.    

But he knew Holan Fusu.    

No matter how deep inside Lee Nanfang's heart, because Brother Fusu was unwilling to give up on his aunt and hated him, he still had to admit that he was an expert on the same level as Ye Xiaodao.    

Lee Nanfang saw with his own eyes that she was about to hurt Yue Zitong, so how could he not be more careful and abandon the so-called "real man, don't sneak attack" idea, and use the colorful steel tiles above his head as a cover to carefully sneak attack her?    

Lee Nanfang had never had a good impression of the damned woman.    

This could be because some damned woman had pushed him away, right?    

However, this damned woman was definitely not the one that pushed him in the opposite direction.    

That was because the shameless ghost girl had a rather voluptuous and sexy figure. Regardless of whether it was her size or size, she was taller than this ghost girl.    

"Who is she? How could she know me? Furthermore, before she was swept away, she looked at me with eyes full of hate, but also somewhat unwilling to part with her grief. Who exactly is she? "    

Lee Nanfang held the window with both his hands as he watched the tornado that quickly swept across the plains towards the distance. Surprisingly, he felt a sense of melancholy in his heart, as if he had lost something very important.    

At that moment, Yue Zitong's slightly hoarse and trembling voice came from behind him. "Who … who are you?"    

"Guess who I am?"    

Yue Zitong's voice drove away the inexplicable melancholy in Lee Nanfang's heart. He gave a weird laugh and slowly turned his head to look at the woman that he had been yearning for the past half a year.    

The woman looked very bedraggled.    

Not only was he in a sorry state, he was also in an extremely sorry state.    

The white wedding dress had long since lost its color. Due to the torn wedding dress, half of her shoulders were also dirty.    

Blood was still trickling from the corner of his mouth.    

On her hands, legs, and chest, Qi Yue's face was also covered in blood.    

Her hair had long since been scattered, and her appearance was not much better than the ghostly woman that was swept away by the tornado.    

She carried Qi Yue and leaned her bare feet against the wall. Her slightly bent right leg trembled at an incredible speed.    

When Lee Nanfang's gaze fell on her right leg, he frowned and asked in a strange voice, "Your leg is injured?"    

On Yue Zitong's right leg, there was a wound that was about 10 centimeters long. It was the wound caused by the bamboo strip when she kicked away the lantern to protect Chairman Liang.    

Before she could bandage it, the sandstorm came.    

Blood clung to the wedding dress, clinging tightly to her legs.    

"Yes, it was an accident, I got cut by the thin bamboo strips in the lantern."    

Yue Zitong tried her best to keep her eyes wide open as she stared unwaveringly at the ponytailed bearded man. She asked again, "Who, who are you?"    

Lee Nanfang thought for a moment and answered honestly, "I am Lee Nanfang."    

"What?"    

Yue Zitong was stunned, then she screamed, "Nonsense, why are you Lee Nanfang!?"    

Lee Nanfang sneered. He said with the same weird voice: "Why am I not Lee Nanfang?"    

"He's dead! Dead!"    

Yue Zitong suddenly became angry and limped over with Qi Yue in her arms. "I saw his corpse being thrown into the cremation furnace to be cremated with my own eyes," she hissed. I was the one who personally retrieved his ashes from the British Island — "    

Lee Nanfang interrupted her: "Where is his ashes?"    

"His ashes — his ashes?"    

All of Yue Zitong's anger had disappeared, and all the strength she had gained from her anger had also dissipated. Her body staggered as she leaned against the wall, lowering her head to look at the sand on the ground as she muttered, "His ashes, his ashes, have all been scattered in this sand. They can no longer be found."    

"He's not dead."    

Lee Nanfang raised his right foot and stepped on the windowsill: "Even if he really dies, his ghost will come back and see how you left him and married another man. You will be punished. Because, not only did you betray him, you even humiliated him. "    

Lee Nanfang laughed and jumped out of the window.    

Outside the door, the sound of many footsteps could be heard. Helan Qunxing's worried voice cried out, "Zitong, are you alright?!"