"You're waiting for someone?" Huo Ying looked at Fang Bei.

I didn't think of who else could wait.

"That's right." Fang Bei nodded.

Then he looked at the courtyard: "You've been listening here for a long time, haven't you come down yet?" ”

Huo Ying raised her head and saw a tall and thin figure standing on the wall.

Dressed in white, with a sword.

Shang Jiuge's clear voice sounded slowly.

"Actually, I've been thinking about whether to hit the left side of the face or the right side of the face first if I go down and beat you up."

Huo Ying didn't know when Shang Jiu Ge went up.

"You broke through?" Huo Ying couldn't help asking.

Shang Jiuge's qi at this time was completely consistent and approaching consummation, which was a sign of the First Grade Realm.

Although Huo Ying had already said before, Shang Jiu Ge might become the youngest Yipin Realm in the martial arts except for Fang Bei.

But Huo Ying didn't expect it to be so soon.

And it just in time.

"I was very angry after being defeated by Ning Tian." Shang Jiu Ge jumped lightly and jumped off the wall.

"Today I was on the side of Liulinpo, and I heard about Ning Huan again."

"I originally wanted to come back directly, but then I thought about it, if I can't beat Hei Wu, I definitely can't beat it when I come back."

"So I got into an afternoon fight with the strongest guys there."

"If you're not careful, it seems to have broken through."

Shang Jiu Ge said a little slowly.

The girl's eyes were as bright as the stars.

"I think."

Shang Jiu Ge looked at Fang Bei: "I might be able to beat you now?" ”

"Do you want to try it?"

Fang Bei shook his head: "Don't." ”

"However, we can go to Ning Huan."

……

……

Xue Ling stayed at the Los Angeles Mansion for almost the whole day today.

Because of Ning Huan's catfish, the entire Los Angeles Mansion has now become an efficient machine, and near the red-sleeved move where Ning Huan is staying now, there are even more people staring at the six doors.

Although no one dared to go in and challenge Ning Huan, it was still completely okay to stand on the periphery and observe the movements of the entire Red Sleeve Move, ensuring that every fly would be noticed when it came out.

So all kinds of information eventually gathered here like snowflakes.

Xue Ling read almost every piece of information.

Of course, there is no valuable information in this.

Because now it can be understood that Ning Huan has already recruited the entire red sleeves to the charter venue.

After showing the martial arts that completely overrode the level, he used force to deter the entire Red Sleeve Move, and now the Red Sleeve Move has almost no guests, and even the bustard and the prostitute have almost run away, but according to the confession of the old bustard who ran out, Ning Huan and the three of them left seven or eight of the best Oiran to serve them, and let those Oiran take poison, if they don't obey their words, they will bleed and die of erosion all over their bodies.

To put it simply, there is wine, meat, fruit and dim sum in the red sleeves, and there are more beautiful women beside him, if Ning Huan doesn't want to come out, he can be drunk and dream of death in the wine pool, anyway, no one will dare to go in and die.

Because don't talk about Ning Huan, in fact, since the Battle of Long Street, Ning Huan has hardly made a move, only one Ning Tian, who was still injured during the day, has been invincible.

Even if many people look down on Ning Tian, there is absolutely no doubt that Ning Tian's strength is actually the seventieth in the Jianghu list, and it is still genuinely there.

And the six doors have also passed through the channel given by Xue Ling, and went to the hive to formally submit an assassination request, and promised a heavy reward, now Ning Huan is indeed the real target of the public, the public enemy of martial arts.

But the point is that all existences that are qualified to become public enemies of martial arts have at least one premise.

That is, he is really strong enough that the entire martial arts can take him without any way.

Today's Ning Huan belongs to such a person.

The candle flame was long, Xue Ling was flipping through the summarized information page by page, and the girl was anxious, after all, she knew that she almost had no chance of winning against Ning Huan in the face.

But she was still worried, and she was concerned.

And at this moment, there was a sudden sound of a soft knock on the window.

"Who is it?" Xue Ling asked with a snort.

"It's me." Outside the window, Fang Bei's cold voice was heard.

Xue Ling bit her lip at that moment.

……

……

Red sleeve moves, even at this time, are still bright.

Even if it is said that a behemoth like Ning Huan has been stationed, today's red sleeve moves are still not much different from the past.

Incense, music and dance, here are the most intoxicating wines and the most beautiful people.

Ning Huan was still dressed in red, sitting quietly at the head of the lobby, there was a beautiful woman dancing in front of her, dancing gracefully, but Ning Huan was a little absent-minded.

"Is it because they don't dance well enough? Master?" Ning Tian looked at Ning Huan's expression and asked.

"The dancing posture of the Han dancers is certainly not as good as the beauty of the Western Regions." Ning Huan said coldly: "But there is nothing wrong with eating too many hearty meals, and occasionally eating a bite or two of light side dishes." ”

Saying this, Ning Huan looked at Ningxia, who had been sitting quietly on the side.

In fact, since Ningxia followed Ning Huan here, this girl has always been like a walking corpse, you let her sit on her, you let her walk on her, you let her eat her.

But that's about it.

"You're going to teach them how to dance?" Ning Huan looked at Ningxia and said.

"If the master wants to see it." Ningxia bowed his head and said, then stood up.

"I want to see it, of course I want to see it." Ning Huan smiled lightly, this is the smile that this cold and even somewhat bewitching teenager rarely shows.

"Then I'll give a dance to my master." Ning Xia said quietly, and then jumped into the dance floor.

Then she started dancing.

Ningxia is really that kind of extremely beautiful woman, whether it is posture or appearance, it is almost the limit that human beings can imagine, not to mention that the internal skills she cultivates are almost the top goddess skills, after practicing this skill, a smile and a smile can't help but be more amorous.

The so-called beautiful woman in the north, who is independent and independent, cares about the city, and then cares about the country.

Rather than know the city and the country, it is difficult to get a beautiful woman.

Probably, it's a woman like Ningxia.

After dancing in Ningxia, the red-sleeved Oiran who danced in front of the hall before was overshadowed for a while, and they all retreated, but they didn't dare to leave, and they could only watch Ningxia dance in the hall almost obsessively around.

It's just that in the next moment, a sudden change occurred.

At the moment when Ningxia's dance reached its peak, she suddenly pulled out a hairpin from the top of her head, and at the same time that her long light chestnut hair was scattered, Ningxia held the hairpin in her hand and stabbed it towards Ning Huan above the lobby.

It was pointing at Ning Huan's throat.

The dancing girls around them let out a piercing exclamation.