Chapter 601

The campfire starry sky in the night complements each other. Hu Huitang has a lot of people, no matter what their status is, they have a kind of playful mentality.

Anyan sits in a quiet corner and looks on coldly. These people, more or less, don't want her to retreat. Hu Yanhui sits in a high position and looks at the bottom indifferently. On the contrary, Yan Jinghui is in charge.

The ancient jade is placed at the highest place, where it is placed in an upright way, waiting for this man to rob it.

There are not many people coveting this ancient jade. As for tiger Yanhui's contention, it's also a kind of scuffle. An Yan has swept around people, and many are ready to move.

Anyan wanted to sit on the sidelines and collect the benefits of yuweng, but he didn't think that Hu Yanhui actually came directly to win her to get the jade.

Anyan used to taste tea slowly. He sneered and looked up at Hu Yanhui. He said, "well, the premise is that Mo Yu should be in my hands first."

Someone else sent a jade plate. An Yan took it without any politeness. He was surprised when he glanced at it. It seemed that the pattern on it had been seen. Now there is no time to look at it carefully. Anyan Yang raises the jade plate in her hand and looks at the people around her who are ready to move.

"If you win me, you can get this ancient jade, but" an Yan deliberately paused, and a light smile seeped out of her eyes, such as a light breeze, a trace of penetration into people's hearts, such as a bright moon, which can add some hope to pedestrians at night, only a cool smile on her lips, and a word in her mouth, "however, life and death are unlimited."

Yan Jinghui looks at the woman in red below. She smiles softly, insidiously, computationally, or even without trace. But in a flash, she is like a child who is not familiar with the world, so changeable. Yan Jinghui suddenly remembered the smile in his memory. It was always so gentle, never so cold and tough.

Yan Jinghui hasn't finished thinking about it. The fight below has begun. I thought Nan'an was just a man with better martial arts and more self-confidence, but I never thought he was so arrogant Du, the people under the stage can't help but pinch a sweat and stare at Anyan and that person!

An Yan looks at the person who comes straight down and squints, smiles coldly and moves his body. He rushes towards the person directly. Two more silver needles are inadvertently put in his hands. When they flash in front of the person, his legs are slightly bent and his side is behind the person. The silver needle stabs directly into the person's brain. The person in front of him stops strangely. An Yan pushes it gently and falls down directly.

Yan Jinghui's mouth is light, he knows his own and his enemy, and he can win every battle. What this woman sees is that he is not sensitive enough to act. In addition, her speed is very fast and her action is strange. When she goes around this person, she can hit the target with one stroke. Yan Jinghui's mouth is slightly crooked. This woman sees that it's really different. She doesn't even see her footwork. It's just strange.

Anyan glances at the people sitting down, looks sarcastic and provocative. Yan Jinghui looks at Anyan curiously for a moment. Isn't this woman looking for trouble?

After the action just now, people around know about Anyan's strength. People who are not very interested in her sit in silence and watch their arguments. As for those who want to get, they begin to consider the direct difference between them and how to win her more easily.

Anyan doesn't realize what they think, and doesn't care much. In private, she looks at Hu Yanhui. It seems that this man doesn't want to hand over this ancient jade easily. Tonight's business won't be settled simply.

Anyan's thoughts have to be taken back. There are two more people standing in front of her. Anyan is thinking about how to eliminate the covets of others. Even if she is confident and her own strength, the wheel station doesn't have to deal with it. Besides, if Hu Yanhui refuses to give up, she will be subject to it. She doesn't want to get tangled up here.

An Yan raised his arm and moved his fingers gently. The ancient jade slipped into his sleeve. Only then did he look up at the two people in front of him. They should have worked together for many years. Tacit understanding is hard for others to match.

With the previous precedent, although those two people were afraid of it, they didn't pay much attention to it. People in the Jianghu will carry weapons more or less. Unless their strength is really strong, such as yeyuxuan, who doesn't care to borrow weapons, they will take self-defense. Barehanded fists always feel weak. These two people are different. One brings a short knife, the other doesn't bring anything. When they come up, they give their wrists and shoulders, "creak" first The voice makes people not think about how strong this person is, how can an Yan not put it in his eyes, but think it's funny, is it necessary to do so? Frighten her?

Anyan stroked his sleeve and ignored their movements. The two people were not angry. They stopped the movement and the barehanded man rushed up directly. The clenched fist was full of force. Anyan's brow was twisted. It was not a small thing to hit it. He would definitely get hurt. Anyan stepped back and flashed to the left. The man rushed in front of them. There seemed to be a fist on his cheek, Just now, the man holding the dagger has come to his side, and the dagger has also come to his front. It seems that one more point will stab him in the body, and Anyan's side will evade the attack. He only clenched his fist and hit him on the stomach with one fist. With the previous momentum, the strength is greater. This should be Anyan's happy, but now it's a little frown. If it's a little slower just now, it will be hurt. I think of it At this point, an Yan looked at the two men coldly, with some danger. The big red clothes became dark red under the fire, with a bloodthirsty feeling.

An Yan has an extra dagger in her hand. She seldom uses a long sword, because it's not convenient to carry, and the dagger is easy to use with her.

The blade is as thin as a cicada's wing. It's cold and shining. With a sense of killing, Anyan takes the initiative to attack, facing the man holding the short sword. Even if the man without weapons is not flexible enough, he is easy to surrender, but the man with the dagger is really in trouble. His action is convenient, fast, and suitable for sneak attack. She doesn't want to defend another man when she doesn't want to.

The man holding the dagger was just hit on his stomach by an Yan's fist. Now he is still suffering a little. He just didn't wait any longer. When an Yan approaches him, he rushes straight up. The sharp sound of the dagger and the dagger in the air makes people feel uneasy. An Yan can see the fist coming from the oblique rear. His eyes sink. He calculates the time to leave quickly and get out of front The man with the dagger rushed forward when the dagger fell into the armpit. The man with the dagger rushed forward when the thunder was too fast to cover his ears. The man with the dagger didn't receive the power when he got under the fist. With only one fist, he hit the man under the stage and hit Liang Zhu and fainted.

The man with bare hands shouts. Anyan's eyes are not cold at this time, with burning light. She turns the dagger in her hand and makes beautiful ice flowers. Then she twists her fist, hooks her fingers at him, and puts on a fighting posture again. The corners of her lips rise up with a smile. In the provocation, she is a little contemptuous, as if she doesn't look at him, as if she is sarcastic He was just used and hurt his friend.

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