Of course, it is not the next door to Uncle Wu’s house.

It is the newly bought residence by Fuling and others next door.

Except for Fan Ying's absence, the middle-aged man Hou Rongshan was practicing martial arts in the open space in the yard.

Yin Quanhai, who is good at concealing weapons, is sitting at the table figuring out some concealing weapons.

The remaining four people were watching.

When Annuo appeared, the few were surprised, and then put down their hands and stood up: "Hello, young lady!"

Annuo nodded and first looked at the middle-aged man practicing swordsmanship.

She suddenly kicked the dead branch at her feet, and then rushed towards Hou Rongshan.

Everyone was shocked, and Hou Rongshan instinctively drew his sword to defend.

After more than a dozen moves, the dead branches in Annuo's hand were cut to pieces.

However, the branch less than half a foot long was now pressed against his throat.

Hou Rongshan took back the sword that fell in the air.

His sword was one step late, otherwise it would have fallen on Annuo's neck.

However, it is too late. A breath before his sword lands on the other party's neck, the other party can kill him without any effort and escape without any effort.

After inserting the sword into the scabbard, Hou Rongshan bowed at her: "Thank you, Mrs. Young Master!"

Annuo nodded: "You can find me to practice more if you have nothing to do!"

Upon hearing this, Hou Rongshan showed a happy expression.

The way to make martial arts practitioners make the fastest progress is to practice with people with higher martial arts skills than themselves.

With Annuo's words, he could already predict that he would make great progress in the future.

After explaining Hou Rongshan, Annuo's eyes fell on Yin Quanhai's side again.

Seeing her coming, Yin Quanhai was a little nervous.

He didn't know that he was nervous, but when he saw Annuo walking here, his heart was beating.

Annuo picked up the small toys on the table and played with them for a while, and broke the things in front of Yin Quanhai.

Yin Quanhai:...

What surprised him was that after the aunt in front of him took off the things, she actually put them back in the original form.

But after putting it back, her brows frowned slightly.

"Get me a piece of paper and a pen!"

Playing with the small ball in his hand, Annuo spoke.

Yu Ye, who was watching, hurried out and went to borrow something next door.

These are all big and sturdy people, how could they prepare pens, ink, paper and inkstone in the room?

After a while, Yu Ye trotted over with something in his arms.

After placing everything in his hand, Yu Ye took a few steps to watch with his brothers curiously.

Annuo grinds the ink and picks up the pen and spends it on rice paper.

It is still a small ball, but it is a modified small ball.

Yin Quanhai's small ball is hidden in small iron beads. Once it touches the mechanism, the small iron beads hidden inside will scatter, and its impact can make ordinary people fatal in an instant.

The small ball drawn by Annuo is hidden in the tiny silver needle. Once the mechanism is turned on, the ball will open like a lotus, and a rain of silver needles will be shot out from it.

Its impact and penetration are much more powerful than the small iron beads.

After drawing, Anjing put away the pen and handed the drawing to Yin Quanhai.

After looking at the drawings, Yin Quanhai looked at Annuo in surprise: "Mrs. Young lady still knows hidden weapons?"

Annuo thought hard for a while, but finally spoke uncertainly: "It should be that I understand a little!"

She had knowledge about this in her mind.
Chapter completed!