Chapter 437 (1/2)

In one corner of the table, Chen Jie sips the tea in the cup, with a cool look. In his wise eyes, there is a flash of light, as if he is thinking.

At the other corner of the table, Qingyan is eating. The food in front of her is being thrown into Qingyan's bottomless mouth at the same speed as the naked eye.

At this time, a man in the inn came to Chen Jie's table with a dish.

”My Lord, this is a free dish from a small shop. I hope you will accept it with a smile.”

With a smile on his face, the man said to Chen Jie, holding out a hand to pass the food to Chen Jie, but his other hand was quietly sliding back.

Chen Jie's face suddenly sank and his eyes were fixed on the man in front of him. He didn't pick up the dish. The atmosphere was so quiet and terrible.

”And gifts? Your shop is really good. I'll come back next time. ”

Hearing that there are still some dishes to give away, Qingyan immediately comes to the spirit. Her face is happy, her eyes are shining, she puts down the food in her hand, gets up and walks towards the man in front of Chen Jie.

Qingyan stretched out her hands and went to take the dish with a smile.

All of a sudden, the guy's aura suddenly surged, especially what was behind him. With the blessing of aura, the cold light was everywhere, and the scene was full of tension.

The man suddenly moved, and pulled out a blue dagger with his right hand, which was not on the back. The spirit rushed into it crazily, and the cold light surged at the tip of the dagger.

”Go to hell, son of a bitch.”

The man's face became very twisted. His eyes were a little red. A touch of satisfaction appeared on his dark face. He put out a dagger and stabbed at Chen Jie's head.

”Cold ice dagger, the intermediate Lingbao, is ye QingHan, the seventh killer in Huangfeng city. His strength has already reached the Ninth level of Zhuji, and he once had a record of killing a quadrupole expert.”

Suddenly, in the crowd, someone exclaimed.

Chen Jie didn't hurry and didn't move. His eyes were fixed on the man in front of him, as if staring at a corpse.

”I think he was scared. It seems he can finish work earlier today.” Leaf light cold heart secretly happy, the color of satisfaction on the face more prosperous a few minutes.

Qingyan is shocked to one side by the aura in ye QingHan's body. She falls heavily on the ground and can only watch the cold stab at Chen Jie.

Cold ice dagger on the cold awn huff and puff, in a moment has been close at hand, and ye QingHan's face is more and more prosperous.

The cold ice dagger penetrates directly into Chen Jie's head and penetrates it deeply.

Strangely enough, there was no blood in his head. On the contrary, Chen Jie's body had a feeling of gradual dissipation.

The leaf is light cold, the complexion changes greatly, running the aura in the body, the body shape suddenly abruptly retreats.

”Now that they're all here, stay.”

A thick voice mixed with aura spread all over the inn, and the weaker people suddenly felt dizzy.

A white palm seemed to stretch out from the void, gently imprinted on ye QingHan's chest, without any trace of aura fluctuation.

However, only those who understand it know that this is the only way that quadrupole masters can use. The aura is compressed and condensed in the palm of the hand. When it touches the opponent's body, it will explode suddenly. In this way, the aura will not overflow and disperse, and its effect is much more efficient than that of the aura.