The intense pain made Qiao Dong sober up in an instant.
If it was any other time, he would be amazed and have some dirty thoughts.
But now, Qiao Dong was in no mood to think about anything else.
His throat was squeezed tightly and he had difficulty breathing, but he was still able to make a sound.
Qiao Dong broke out in cold sweat and blurted out, "You … you're Ling Mianxi?!"
The Ling family was most famous for Ling Mianxi.
She was too talented and was no less talented than Fui Tsuki, Xie Nian, and Lin Qingjia.
Females were inferior to males in terms of ancient martial arts, but Ling Mianxi completely crushed many male geniuses.
She was still young and might even surpass Xie Nian in a few years.
This was also the reason why the Xie family wanted to kill her.
However, the ancient martial arts world was too big and many people had never seen Ling Mianxi.
Furthermore, unlike Xie Nian, Ling Mianxi did not act like a tyrant in the ancient martial arts world. For a long time, she disguised herself as a man and went to fight in the arena.
Qiao Dong trembled as he looked at the girl. After a moment of confusion, he realized where the problem was.
No … that's not right.
According to the latest record, Ling Mianxi was almost 19 years old and had 65 years of ancient martial arts cultivation.
At most, she was on par with him.
Even if he was drunk, it was impossible for Ling Mianxi to subdue him so easily.
Then who was this girl?!
Since when did the ancient martial arts world have another ancient martial arts genius?
Qiao Dong's mind was in a mess. He stuttered, "You … you?"
Before he could finish his words, another girl walked in through the door.
She was tall and had porcelain white skin.
Ling Mianxi was carrying the unconscious Qiao Ting in her hands.
She threw him in front of Qiao Dong like a piece of trash and smiled, "Are you looking for me? Are you looking forward to seeing me? "
"I'm honored that you know of me."
Qiao Dong was completely shocked. He screamed, "You're Ling Mianxi? Then who is she?! "
More importantly, there were guards around his house, and they were not weaker than him.
Why didn't his voice reach outside?
Could it be that everyone else in the Qiao Family was asleep?
"It's good to be an Ancient Martial Arts Master. I wonder when I'll be able to break through." Ling Mianxi seemed to have read Qiao Dong's mind. She stroked her chin and said, "It can block all sounds and movements within a radius of 10 kilometers. Even if the people inside scream themselves hoarse, the people outside won't be able to hear them."
Ying Zijin nodded. "You are already very powerful. With your talent, as long as you have enough time, you can easily break through to the Ancient Martial Arts Master level."
She was different from Ling Mianxi. She was cultivating from scratch, so her speed was naturally much faster.
If Ling Mianxi was the same age as Xie Nian, she might not be any weaker than Xie Nian.
The casual conversation between the two of them made Qiao Dong's brain swell and his legs go soft.
Was this something a human would say?
What did he mean by the Ancient Martial Arts Guru could break through so easily?
"How did you hit him?" Ying Zijin lowered her eyes slightly and said indifferently, "Did you hit his head?"
She slowly tightened her grip on Qiao Dong's throat and smiled. "Like this?"
"Bang!"
Qiao Dong was still in shock when his head hit the wall head-on.
An unprecedented pain spread from his head and stimulated his nerves.
There was a burning pain from the split wound, and blood kept flowing out and dripping onto the ground.
Qiao Dong let out a scream. "Ah —!"
Ying Zijin said indifferently, "Like this again?"
She raised her hand again and used another method to press Qiao Dong's head against the wall.
Qiao Dong screamed again. "Stop! Stop! Spare me … spare me! "
He began to speak incoherently and began to beg for mercy. "Let me go, let me go. Master, please spare me. I won't dare to do it again. I won't dare to do it again."
Ying Zijin did not hold back. She said calmly, "I will count how many times you hit him. I will give you double."
"Bang bang bang —"
The wall was full of cracks.
"That's it? I can't take it anymore. " Ling Mianxi bent down and approached him. Her voice was cold. "I know my brother's personality. He won't make a sound no matter how much you hurt him. But he is only 19 years old, 19 years old."
People at this age were all protected.
As long as Jiang Ran wanted to, he could always live in the capital or Hu City. He could also study abroad.
There was no need for him to go back to the fierce ancient martial arts world.
Ling Mianxi's voice was very soft. "Why didn't you think of letting him go when you hit him?"
Qiao Dong could no longer speak. He could only scream.
Ling Mianxi raised her hand and used her internal force to break Qiao Dong's right arm. It was extremely cruel.
"Old thing, you're in your eighties. Why are you barking like a dog?"
Ying Zijin turned around and raised her eyebrows. "Mian, I quite like dogs. They are cute."
Ling Mianxi immediately apologized sincerely. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Ah Ying, I insulted dogs."
Qiao Dong's head was buzzing. This time, he did not even have the strength to scream.
A few seconds later, he completely fainted.
Ying Zijin let go of his hand.
Qiao Dong fell to the ground without any reaction.
"Ah Ying, it's done." Ling Mianxi narrowed her eyes. "Although the Qiao Family is backed by the Fan Family, they can't invite any powerful ancient doctors. Moreover, Qiao Dong is just an ordinary direct descendant. He didn't get the title of a core member."
"You used the Ghost Thirteen Needles to save Xiao Ran. He didn't. If he is lucky, he might wake up."
Giving him a taste of his own medicine.
If Qiao Dong did not wake up, he would be in a vegetative state.
The Qiao Family was rich and powerful. It was unknown if they would use medicine to keep him alive.
Ling Mianxi suddenly remembered that Nie Yi had told her before.
When Fu Yunshen was in his teens, he beat a direct descendant of the Family Meng into a vegetative state.
They were indeed husband and wife.
Ying Zijin nodded slightly, and pointed at Qiao Ting who was 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 Jiang Ran was all refined from the medicinal herbs planted by the Tea Saint, and its effects were extremely good.
After sleeping for an entire night, Jiang Ran felt that he could jump around again.
But Jiang Huapin did not let him get out of bed and forcefully brought the porridge over.
Jiang Ran was extremely touched, but he still refused, "Mom, I want to eat your braised pork and sweet and sour meatballs."
"Stop, stop, stop." Jiang Huapin raised his hand to stop him, "Think about it first. Once your body has completely recovered, you can do these things."
Jiang Ran muttered, "Alright then."
Jiang Huapin patted his shoulder and said in a low voice, "In the future, when you encounter such a thing, protect yourself first. If you don't participate in the arena competition, then don't participate. There will be more chances in the future."
Jiang Ran pursed his lips, his fingers grabbing onto the blanket. "I just want to help you share some of the burden."
As long as he had a sufficient position in the Hall of Justice, Ling Zhonglou's position as the Patriarch would not be coveted by the other direct descendants.
Jiang Huapin was silent for a moment, then smiled: "Mom knows."
"Little Ran Ran is awake?" At this time, Ling Mianxi walked in with a camera. "Come, let me show you. Be happy."
Jiang Ran was puzzled: "What are you happy about?"
Ling Mianxi played the scene of Qiao Dong being beaten up last night for him to see.
After Jiang Ran finished watching, he was stunned. "You guys really went secretly?"
"Of course." Ling Mianxi said again, "I'll leave this Qiao Ting to you. Is there a problem with beating him down on the stage?"
"No problem." Jiang Ran gave him a thumbs up, "My father is so handsome … Sis, sis, you're also handsome."
Jiang Huapin frowned: "You can still enter the arena like this?"
"Yes." Jiang Ran patted his chest, "As a man, what's the big deal about getting injured?"
Jiang Huapin snappily said, "If Zijin isn't here, you're still sleeping here."
"Yes." Ying Zijin also walked in and threw another bottle of medicine over. "I believe that ancient medicine is magical."
Jiang Huapin sighed faintly, "I'm just afraid that there will be more things in the future. Hall of Justice, sigh …"
The Hall of Justice had tens of thousands of guards, and their ancient martial arts cultivation was much higher than Jiang Ran's.
The Ling Family didn't have anyone in the Hall of Justice.
After Jiang Ran finished eating the medicine, he asked, "Where's my dad?"
"Outside." Jiang Huapin said indifferently, "No wonder the Qiao Family came looking for me this morning. It should be because of what happened last night."
Jiang Ran immediately became nervous, "Then the elders group —"
"I'm fine." Ling Mianxi waved his hand, "It's not like uncle did it. You sleep, we'll go out and take a look."
Ying Zijin and Ling Mianxi went out together, with Jiang Huapin in front.
As soon as he entered the front hall, he heard a furious roar.
"Ling Zhonglou, how dare you!"
The one who spoke was Third Elder Qiao. He was extremely angry, "You sent someone to sneak into my Qiao Family, cripple one person, and knock out the other. What do you want to do?"
Ling Zhonglou's expression did not change, he was very calm: "Third Elder Qiao, you can't speak carelessly without evidence. Last night, I slapped your Patriarch a few times, then went back."
"After that, I stayed at the drill grounds to supervise the children's martial arts training. The Great Elder is also here, he can testify."
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