Chapter 425

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

The instructors of Chen's martial arts school snorted with disdain one after another.

As night falls, a group of people stand in a room of an ancient courtyard in Yanjing.

On the bed of this room lies a young man, Hua Hai, the young master of the Chinese family. At the moment, an old man with gray hair and wearing a white gown is concentrating on holding silver needles in Hua Hai's body. Hua Hai's original state of madness is gone.

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

"Father, how is Xiaohai?"

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

"Xiaohai is fine."

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

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

Hua Chun frowned and looked a little unhappy.

"What I care about is not this, but the acupuncture technique of this son. One needle can make people have such an effect. Even I spent some energy to make Xiaohai return to normal, which is enough to show that this son's acupuncture technique of traditional Chinese medicine is not simple, even better than you!"

Hua Lao said solemnly.

"How can it be? According to the guard, the boy is only in his twenties. How can he have such deep acupuncture attainments? "

Hua Chun is hard to believe. He has studied acupuncture for 20 or 30 years and accumulated countless experiences to the present level.

He asked himself that his acupuncture skill was worse than that of Mr. Hua, but his father told him that a boy in his twenties was more accomplished in acupuncture than him, which naturally made Hua Chun a little hard to accept.

It's like you have done something with decades of things, but others have done it better than you in a few minutes. This kind of strong gap is unacceptable to anyone.

"In this world, there is a kind of people called genius. If they are geniuses, they can't be seen from the perspective of ordinary people. They often have more advantages than ordinary people in doing something."

China old tone indifferent said.

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

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

Hua Lao's eyes sparkled with interest.

"Yes, father!"

Hua Chun nodded, then vomited: "that father, that fire Ganoderma how to do?"

"Since it has been robbed, it can only prove that it has no chance with us."

"But..."

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

Hua Lao waved and said calmly.

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

Situ Yan's face was gloomy, and there was a haze in his eyes.

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

"I really don't know what Yan Haotian is thinking. That boy provokes the dragon spirit so much, and even kills a condensate gas realm master of the Purple Dragon Guard. He doesn't do anything, and doesn't allow the whole dragon spirit to target Xiao Yifeng again. Is that boy related to Yan Haotian? Or does Yan Haotian have something to do with Xiao Chen? "

Situ Yan's eyes twinkled with a cold light, cold vomit way.

"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, and they were both famous experts of the young generation in Yanjing at the beginning, so they had a war, and they didn't have a deep friendship."

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

Xiao Ding said one by one with a cool face.

"Now what? This son is now more and more beyond our imagination. He has not only broken his pulse to recover, but also has such a powerful strength. If he continues like this, maybe he will return to Xiao's home. What will Yiyun do then? "

Situ Yan said coldly.

Xiao Ding's eyes twinkled with a fine light: "in his mind now, it should be impossible to go back to Xiao's home, but it's really a future trouble to keep him. When he continues to grow up, the consequences are unpredictable!"

"Do you have a way?"

Situ Yan looks at Xiao Ding.

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

Xiao Ding sipped tea and said lightly.

"Hidden killing?"

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

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

Xiao Ding said very firmly.

"It's said that ordinary people can't be contacted at all, and it costs a lot to move them!"

Situ Yan said.

"That's right, but I happen to know someone who can contact Yinsha, so you don't have to worry. That 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 that you didn't really want to marry me, just because he did it. But because I love you, I won't care about it. But after so many years, I hope you can understand that only I really love you!"

Xiao Ding said with a deep face.

"Madame, miss qianer is here!"

At this time, the maid's voice of situ Yan sounded outside the room.

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

Situ Yan got up and said, and went out.

Staring at situ Yan's leaving back, a look of indescribable flashed in the corner of Xiao Ding's eyes.

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

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

The woman has long black hair like a waterfall, smooth and round shoulders, a standard melon face, eyes as bright as crystal, slender and dense eyelashes, and tall willow eyebrows.

The pair of black pupils radiated light, as if they could talk. The bridge of their nose was high and delicate, and their lips were ruddy and sexy.

A set of black uniform suits is wrapped on its graceful body, half of its plump thighs are covered under the short skirt, and the slender white silk socks are full of temptation.

Wearing a pair of black high-heeled shoes, the whole person exudes a noble, high cold and strong temperament, with a look of disdain for anything.