"Well, that's right. You can't lose. I'll give them a hard lesson tomorrow! It is a dream to let them know that we are powerful and want to step on our Chen martial arts school. "

This group of Chen martial arts school instructors have disdained to hum.

As night falls, a group of people stand in a room in a house full of ancient simplicity in Yanjing.

On the bed of this room lies a young man, Hua Hai, the young master of the Hua family. At the moment, an old man with gray hair and wearing a long white shirt is concentrating on holding a silver needle in Huahai's body. Huahai's original state of madness is no longer there.

After a few seconds, the old man took back the silver needle and took a deep breath.

"Father, how's Xiaohai?"

Standing beside the old man was a middle-aged man with a scholar's appearance and a worried look on his face. He was Hua Hai's father, Hua Chun.

"Xiaohai is all right."

The old man shook his head, and he was the old man of Hua family, one of the three big Chinese doctors.

"Who the hell is that boy? He not only robbed the fire Ganoderma lucidum, but also turned Xiaohai into this. "

Hua Chun frowned, and his face was a little unhappy.

"What I care about is not this, but the acupuncture technique of this son. One needle can make people have such effect. Even I spent a lot of energy to make Xiaohai return to normal. It can be seen that this son's acupuncture technique is not simple, even better than you!"

Hua Lao said solemnly.

"How could it be? According to the guard, the boy is only in his twenties. How could he have such a deep knowledge of acupuncture and moxibustion? "

It's hard to believe that Hua Chun's skill of acupuncture and moxibustion is his hard work for 20 or 30 years, and he has accumulated countless experiences to the present level.

He asked himself that his acupuncture skills were worse than that of Hua Lao, but his father told him that a boy in his twenties was better than him in acupuncture and moxibustion, which naturally made Huachun a little difficult to accept.

It's like you've done something for decades, and someone else has done better than you in a few minutes. This powerful gap is unacceptable to anyone.

"In this world, there is a kind of people called genius. However, those who are gifted can't be regarded as ordinary people. They often have more advantages than ordinary people in doing something."

Hua old tone is indifferent to say.

"Is that guy a genius of traditional Chinese medicine?" Hua Chun is a little unbelievable.

"You can send someone to investigate the identity and all the information of the other party. I haven't met such a person for a long time. I want to see who the other person is. Acupuncture is so powerful!"

Old Hua's eyes sparkled with interest.

"Yes, father!"

Hua Chun nodded, and then vomited: "father, what about the fire Ganoderma?"

"Since we have been robbed, we have no chance."

"But..."

"Well, that's it. It's just a fire Ganoderma. My Chinese family can still bear it!"

Hua Lao waved and said calmly.

In a room of the Xiao family in Yanjing, Xiao Ding and situ Yan sit together and drink tea and red wine respectively.

Situ Yan's face was gloomy, with a haze in her eyes.

Xiao Ding holds a cup of tea and sips it gently, with deep eyes in her eyes.

"I really don't know what Yan Haotian is thinking. That boy provoked the dragon soul so much that he killed a Qi condensation state expert of Purple Dragon Guard. He didn't do anything. He didn't allow the whole dragon soul to target Xiao Yifeng again. Can't he have anything to do with Yan Haotian? Or is Yan Haotian also related to Xiao Chen? "

Situ Yan's eyes twinkled with cold light, cold spit.

"I don't think so. Although Xiao Chen and Yan Haotian knew each other at that time, they were not very familiar with each other. Moreover, both of them were well-known experts of the younger generation in Yanjing. Therefore, they had a big fight and did not have any deep friendship."

"What's more, this man is only devoted to the country and the soul of the dragon. He won't do it because of Xiao Chen. There must be other reasons, but we don't know."

Xiao Ding looked indifferent and said one by one.

"What now? Now, when Xiao Yizi's strength is more and more strong, how can we not only recover his strength but also become more and more powerful when he comes back to his family? "

Situ Yan spits out coldly.

Xiao Ding's eyes twinkled with fine light: "judging from his present disposition, it should be impossible to return to the Xiao family, but it is indeed a hindrance to keep him. When he continues to grow up, the consequences are unpredictable."

"Do you have a way?"

Situ Yan looked at Xiao Ding.

"I've contacted the man who killed him!"

Xiao Ding sipped the tea and said lightly.

"Hidden killing?"

Situ Yan's eyes coagulated and said: "you are talking about the mysterious organization which has been handed down for thousands of years in the martial arts and Taoism circles.""Yes, they are just like the killers in the secular world, but they are more powerful than the killers in the secular world. They are specialized in dealing with powerful warriors."

"This organization has been passed down for thousands of years. It's mysterious and terrible. No one who wants to kill can't be killed. As long as they do it, the boy will die!"

Xiao Ding said very firmly.

"It is said that this hidden killing ordinary people can't be contacted at all, and it will cost a lot to move them!"

Situ Yan said.

"Yes, but I happen to know a man who can contact this hidden killer, so you don't have to worry. The boy will die!"

Xiao Ding said in a deep voice, his eyes narrowed slightly and looked at situ Yan: "do you still remember him in your heart?"

Hearing Xiao Ding's words, situ Yan's expression changed slightly and said, "what do you say? Since he did that, I have already forgotten him."

"Yan'er, I know you didn't really want to marry me at the beginning, just because he would do it. But because I love you, I won't care about this. But after so many years, I hope you can understand that only I really love you!"

Xiao Ding said with a deep look.

"Madame, here comes Miss qian'er!"

At this time, the voice of the maid of situ Yan rang out of the room.

"Don't think about it. I'll see qian'er first."

Situ Yan got up and said, and went out.

Staring at situ Yan's back, Xiao Ding's eyes flashed a look beyond words.

In another room of the Xiao family, a woman in a professional suit is sitting here.

This is a beautiful and exciting beauty, which makes people have a kind of amazing impulse.

The woman has a long, straight, black hair like a waterfall. She is a standard melon seed face, inlaid with crystal bright eyes. Her eyelashes are slender and dense, and her willow eyebrows are tall.

The pair of black pupils radiate light, as if they can speak. The bridge of the nose is high and delicate, and the cherry lips are ruddy and sexy.

The whole person exudes a noble, cold and strong temperament, with a look of contempt for anything.

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