Severe pain hit him, causing Qiao Dong to wake up from his drink in an instant.

If it were normal, he would definitely be surprised and then have some twisted thoughts.

But now, Qiao Dong is in no mood to think about anything else.

His throat was pinched so tightly that it was difficult to breathe, but he could still make a sound.

Qiao Dong broke into a cold sweat and blurted out: "You...you are Ling Mianxi?!"

The most famous person in the Ling family is Ling Mianxi.

Because she is so talented, no less talented than Yue Fuyi, Xie Nian and Lin Qingjia in ancient martial arts.

Women are not as good as men in ancient martial arts training, but Ling Mianxi has completely crushed many male geniuses.

She is still young, and in a few years, she might be able to surpass Xie Nian.

This is also the reason why the Xie family has always wanted to kill her.

However, the ancient martial arts world is so big that many people have never seen Ling Mianxi.

In addition, Ling Mianxi did not dominate the ancient martial arts world like Xie Nian. For a long time, she disguised herself as a man and went out to compete in the ring.

Qiao Dong looked at the girl tremblingly, his thoughts were confused for a moment, and he realized what the problem was.

No...that's not right.

The latest genius record sheet shows that Ling Mianxi is nearly 19 years old and has a level of ancient martial arts cultivation of sixty-five years.

At most it's a tie with him.

Even if he was still drunk, there was no way he could be subdued so easily by Ling Mianxi in an instant.

So who is this girl?!

When did the ancient martial arts world gain another ancient martial arts genius?

Qiao Dong's mind was in a mess and he stammered: "You...you?"

Before he finished speaking, another girl walked in at the door.

Tall, with porcelain white skin.

Ling Mianxi held the unconscious Qiao Ting in her hand.

He loosened his hand and threw it directly in front of Qiao Dong as if throwing away garbage, smiling: "Are you looking for me? Are you looking forward to seeing me so much?"

"It's an honor for you to know that there is a person like me."

Qiao Dong was completely frightened. He screamed at the top of his lungs: "Are you Ling Mianxi? Then who is she?!"

And, more importantly, there are guards around his house, and they are not weaker than him.

Why wasn't his voice heard?

Is it possible that everyone else in the Qiao family is asleep?

"Grandmaster of ancient martial arts is good, but I don't know when I will be able to break through." Ling Mianxi seemed to have read Qiao Dong's thoughts and touched her chin, "It can block sounds and all movements within a 10-kilometer radius.

No one outside can hear you even if your throat is broken."

Ying Zijin nodded: "You are already very powerful. With your qualifications, as long as you have enough time, the ancient martial arts master can easily break through."

She is different from Ling Mianxi. She is practicing again, so her speed is naturally much faster.

If Ling Mianxi was the same age as Xie Nian, her ancient martial arts skills might not be any worse than those of Xie Nian.

The two people's casual conversation made Qiao Dong's brain swell and his legs weak.

Is this what people say?

What does it mean to be an ancient martial arts master and achieve a breakthrough casually?!

"How did you hit him?" Ying Zijin lowered his eyes slightly and said in a calm voice, "Hit his head?"

She slowly tightened her hand around Qiao Dong's throat and smiled: "Is it like this?"

"Bang!"

Qiao Dong was still in shock, and his head hit the wall.

Unprecedented pain spread from one point and stimulated the nerves.

There was a burning pain from the split wound, and blood was constantly flowing down and dripping on the ground.

Qiao Dong screamed: "Ah——!"

Ying Zijin said calmly: "Is this still the case?"

She raised her hand again, using another method, and then pressed Qiao Dong's head against the wall.

Qiao Dong screamed again: "Stop! Stop! Spare my life... have mercy on me!"

He was incoherent and began to beg for mercy: "Let me go, let me go, sir, spare me. I don't dare to do it anymore. I don't dare to do it anymore."

Ying Zijin did not hold back his hand, and his voice was calm: "I'll count it for you. I'll give you double the number of times you hit him."

"Bang bang bang——"

The wall is full of cracks.

"You're screaming now? I can't bear it anymore." Ling Mianxi bent down and approached, her voice cold, "I know my brother's temperament, and I won't say a word if I hurt him, but he is only nineteen years old. Nineteen

Years old."

People of this age are protected.

As long as Jiang Ran wants, he can always live in the Imperial Capital or Shanghai, or he can go to university abroad.

There is no need to return to the fiercely competitive world of ancient martial arts.

Ling Mianxi's voice was very soft: "When you hit him, why didn't you want to let him go?"

Qiao Dong was speechless and just screamed.

Ling Mianxi raised her hand, and with a burst of inner strength, she directly broke Qiao Dong's right arm with extreme cruelty.

"Old guy, he's over 80 years old, he barks like a dog,"

Ying Zijin turned his head and raised his eyebrows: "Xiao Mian, I quite like dogs, they are cute."

Ling Mianxi immediately apologized, sincerely: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Aying, I insulted the dog."

Qiao Dong's head was buzzing, and this time he didn't even have the strength to scream.

After a few seconds, he passed out completely.

Ying Zijin's hand relaxed.

Qiao Dong fell to the ground without any reaction.

"Ah Ying, that's enough." Ling Mianxi narrowed her eyes slightly, "Although the Qiao family relies on the Fan family, they can't hire any powerful ancient doctors, and Qiao Dong is just an ordinary direct descendant and has not obtained the core

Member’s title.”

"You used the Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate to revive Xiao Ran, but he didn't. If he's lucky, he might be able to wake up."

Treat others in their own way.

If Qiao Dong can't wake up, he will be in a vegetative state.

The Qiao family has a huge business, so it is still unknown whether they will provide him with medicinal materials.

Ling Mianxi suddenly remembered what Nie Yi had told her before.

When Fu Yunshen was a teenager, he beat a direct descendant of the Meng family into a vegetative state.

As expected of a couple.

Ying Zijin nodded slightly and pointed at Qiao Ting on the ground: "Leave him to Jiang Ran."

Ling Mianxi clapped her hands: "Let's go back."

**

Ling family.

The medicine that Ying Zijin gave to Jiang Ran was made from medicinal materials grown by Tea Saint, and it was very effective.

After sleeping for a whole night, Jiang Ran felt like he was alive and kicking again.

But Jiang Huaping refused to let him get out of bed and forcefully brought the porridge over.

Jiang Ran was very moved but still refused: "Mom, I want to eat the braised pork, sweet and sour meatballs and sweet and sour pork you made——"

"Stop, stop, stop." Jiang Huaping raised his hand to stop, "You need to think about it first, and then you can do this after your body has fully recovered."

Jiang Ran muttered: "Okay then."

Jiang Huaping patted his shoulder and whispered: "If you encounter something like this in the future, protect yourself first. If you don't participate in the group competition, you will not participate. There will be opportunities in the future."

Jiang Ran pursed his lips and gripped the quilt with his fingers: "I just want to help you share some of the burden."

As long as he has a sufficient status in the Hall of Justice, the position of head of Lingzhong Tower will not be coveted by other direct descendants.
To be continued...