Cheng Hao didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, and was on guard, but he was not in a hurry to attack. In the end, the wrestler couldn't hold it back, yelled, and pounced.

Cheng Hao slightly sideways to avoid, so the trick was repeated, with his elbow to hit the opponent's diaphragm, the wrestler seemed to be bulky, but the thick waist twisted, narrowly avoided, a tiger pounced, and the big fan-like hand grabbed Cheng Hao's door.

Cheng Hao hurriedly stepped back, put his hand on the ground, and swept towards his opponent with one foot. The wrestler was kicked firmly, his huge figure swayed and retreated, the corner of his eye swept to Da Leng's cold eyes, and his heart froze, and he didn't care about life or death and rushed towards Cheng Hao again.

This man is extremely angry, and the whirlwind he brought up is forcing Cheng Hao, Cheng Hao does not dare to take it hard, so he can only avoid it again. The wrestler, desperate for victory, refused to give him a breather before another storm struck.

Cheng Hao relied on his flexible body to avoid his attack, and seeing that the opponent was being provoked to be unstable, he seized the opportunity and kicked the opponent's neck with a horizontal kick.

The wrestler roared angrily and pounced again, Cheng Hao was trying to dodge, but there was an oil stain on the ground, he stepped on it, and immediately slipped to the ground, how could the wrestler let go of this opportunity, two big fists hit him in front of the door!

Qin Yingzhao stood up with a bang, and in his eagerness, his voice changed tone, shouting: "General Cheng be careful!" ”

Cheng Hao heard his cry full of concern, and he was suddenly full of strength, and rolled on the spot, the fist fell next to his ear, smashed to the ground, blood splashed, and the wrestler held his hands in pain and howled.

Cheng Hao took advantage of the situation and punched him in the face, and suddenly his nosebleed for a long time, and before he could react, another punch struck, and suddenly the wrestler's tears, snot, and blood were smeared. It's like opening a soy sauce shop. Withered to the ground, unable to get up again.

"Okay, good, General Cheng is mighty!" The crowd applauded like crazy! The crowd was stirred and cheered. Da Han's face turned blue with anger, and the wine glass in his hand was crushed.

Looking at Jiang Xinyue again, the corners of her mouth were smiling, her eyes were bright, and she was even more angry. She wanted to go back to Great Xia so much, but he was not as good as she wanted! It's okay to keep her in Mobei all the time, and stay by her side. He was suddenly frightened by this thought, did he really want to keep her? Dahan's pupils constricted, and his eyes narrowed.

Jiang Xinyue seemed to sense it, she turned her gaze to Da Han, and was meeting his thoughtful gaze, different from the coldness of the past, Da Han's gaze was mixed with some inexplicable things, and Jiang Xinyue was also confused.

Looking at Cheng Hao in the field again, he held his head high, raised his chin, and strode back to his seat, his eyes deliberately swept over Qin Yingzhao's face, and saw that Qin Yingzhao's cold face in the past was full of admiration and joy, his eyes were locked tightly on himself, and his heart seemed to have drunk honey wine, which was sweet and drunk, and he was happier than winning the game.

Xiao Qiye stood up, raised his wine glass, and said loudly: "Today is my Chinese New Year's Eve in Daxia, just now it is just cutting skills, win or lose, whether it is Mobei people or Daxia people, everyone has a reward, drink wine and eat meat, and celebrate the festival." ”

A lot of laughter filled the hall, the musicians played cheerful music, the dancers danced happily, the wine and delicacies, and the staggered taste, a happy and peaceful atmosphere.

Da Leng watched this lively scene, but he only felt that his heart was blocked. He didn't ignore the entangled eyes of Jiang Xinyue and Xiao Qiye from time to time, there were thoughts, love, longing, and pity.

He became irritable, thinking to himself, what is good about Xiao Qiye? Except for a good-looking face! I was depressed in my heart, so I simply quit with a little drunkenness.

Snowflakes were falling outside, and the cold was blowing. Dahan repelled the guards and stood alone under the porch, staring at the increasingly dense snowflakes. I don't know when Jiang Xinyue actually had a place in his heart. This does not bode well.

Suddenly, there was a soft sound in the darkness. "Who is it?" Dahan shouted.

"Brother Wang, it's me." A slender figure stepped out of the shadows. has a face exactly the same as Jiang Xinyue, but he is still young, fifteen or sixteen years old. With a pair of bright eyes, he looked at Da Han with a little grievance.