Chapter 685 Alas, Poor Single Dog

I don't know if my cousin is single.

Alas, single dogs can't appreciate the joy of having a good girlfriend.

Fu Siling looked a little better with a dark face.

Although he and Ye Jian's relatives were a bit far away, after careful calculation, he and Ye Jian's generation happened to be in the fifth server, so they were already very far away.

That is, Mr. Fu, Nian Gen, brought his granddaughter Ye Jian back to his hometown to study the genealogy. He happened to go home on vacation, and because he was also a soldier, he had a much deeper relationship with Ye Jian.

Mr. Fu is the direct descendant of the Fu family. The direct descendant has always been weak, and has always been a single pass. It has been passed down to the generation of his cousin Ye Jian. If it hadn't been for a chance to recognize each other by chance, the direct descendant would have been cut off in Uncle Fu's generation.

The Fu family values ​​family affection, and since Ye Jian is the only daughter in the direct line, as a cousin, of course she has to take care of her.

By the way, I also want to warn some people, if you dare to treat your cousin badly, even if he is the prince of the Xia family in the capital city, he will still dare to kill her!

"It's good to know that Qingniao is excellent, dare to treat her badly..." Tonight, cousin Fu Siling showed his fist for the first time and warned Xia Jinyuan, "I will kill you."

The warning fell into Xia Jinyuan's ears, but it was not a warning, but an approval.

Immediately, he said kindly: "My cousin's fist, it is impossible to hit me in this life."

How could he not be nice to Blue Bird?

Because of the conversation between the two, Mu Chenyuan's lips were tightly pursed.

He likes the girl An Xia, but her family only wants her life.

It doesn't matter.

As long as she nods, he will take her back to the Mu family and make her the favorite of the Mu family.

The missing family ties will be found one by one in the Mu family.

Looking at the figure who was still fighting fiercely, Mu Chenyuan's eyes were as dark as eternal night, and the cold-faced person hid all tenderness under the eyes of eternal night, waiting for one day, tenderness is only for one person And bloom.

The two people who became the topic of everyone's discussion, the dagger collided with the dagger, and the sharp sound of the collision, like invisible sword energy, instantly tore everyone's eardrums with pain.

An Xia attacked, Ye Jian defended again, and this time the two faced off with daggers.

Let's see who can knock the dagger in the opponent's hand first.

The two ruthless gazes met, and the two female fighters, both of whom looked like gods of death, came to the world. The blood in their eyes was like the fire of hell, and they vowed to burn each other to ashes.

"Bang!"

An Xia was pushed away by Ye Jian, and the next second, Ye Jian attacked fiercely.

The dagger pointed directly at An Xia's throat.

At that moment, Mu Chenyuan's pupils tightened.

Just when he thought that An Xia would retreat to avoid it, unexpectedly, An Xia came directly to him!

The tall and straight body is as stretched as an arrow bow, and it seems that it will rush out in the next second.

The brothers of Po Lang and Xue Yu, their hearts were beating so fast that they couldn't take it anymore.

What the hell!

Not only do not hide, but also meet it!

Too tiger!

The tiger is so scared of them.

Ye Jian also didn't expect An Xia to meet her head-on, but she didn't let it go.

Soldiers never tire of cheating, sometimes they greet, but they cheat.

The dagger held horizontally in his hand became straight at the moment when An Xia was facing him, like holding a sword, the dagger pointed directly at the sky.

"Bang!!!"

There was another eardrum tearing sound, and An Xia's straight-handed dagger blocked Ye Jian's stabbing point.

"Ye Jian, you can't keep your dagger." In the night, An Xia's figure was hazy, with a smile that was stained with gunpowder smoke and quenched in blood at the corner of his mouth.

The smile was shallow, but cold and piercing.

The dagger in his hand turned with his wrist, and for some reason, he changed his tactics. The blade groove hooked Ye Jian's dagger handle, and then twisted it back hard...