The Strongest Qi Refiner

"Your original name is Ling'er?" Fang Yu asked.

"The name Ling'er was given to me by the master, I am an orphan..." Linger replied blankly.

"Where were you born?" Fang Yu asked again.

"Master said that he picked me up by a river." Ling'er replied.

"Which river? What was there on you at that time?" Fang Yu asked.

"It seems to be in a certain river in Huaibei. At that time, there was nothing on me. Isn't it funny, haha. Master said that I was lying by the river like this, and I was almost washed away by the river." Ling'er Saying that, he laughed.

Fang Yu frowned.

Without a clue, Linger is obviously an abandoned orphan, and there is not much information about her background.

But where did that familiarity come from?

"Senior Sister Ruolan, are you alright?" Ling'er looked at Jiang Ruolan and asked.

After the force of the medicine was forced out, Jiang Ruolan's complexion recovered a lot, she shook her head and said, "I'm fine, Ling'er."

"Senior Brother Lin Cheng... and this person, what should I do?" Ling'er asked.

Jiang Ruolan glanced at Lin Cheng, who fell into the wall and fainted, feeling only a burst of sadness in her heart.

For the sake of profit, Lin Cheng actually wanted to kill her and then sell Linger.

"I have already notified Junior Brother Hongcheng and several other Junior Brothers to rush over, these two... Leave them to the Martial Arts Association." Jiang Ruolan said.

Ling'er nodded, glanced at Fang Yu who was still in a daze, and asked, "What are you thinking?"

Fang Yu came back to his senses, looked at Linger, and said, "It's nothing."

Fang Yu still couldn't think of the source of this familiarity.

After careful recollection, he determined that today was the first time he saw the little girl Linger, and the two had never met before.

"It's almost eight o'clock. When Junior Brother and the others come over, I will take you back to the sect, otherwise Master will be worried." Jiang Ruolan said to Linger.

"Are you going back so soon? I haven't played enough yet." Ling'er said dissatisfiedly.

"I can't play anymore! Aren't you afraid of such a dangerous thing today?" Jiang Ruolan reprimanded.

"What's there to be afraid of, if I hadn't accidentally drank that glass of water, I could have beaten these two people down!" Ling'er said with her chest raised.

She has always been confident in fighting.

When the two were talking, Fang Yu also gave up thinking.

If you can't remember it, you don't need to think about it anymore.

This sense of familiarity appeared inexplicable, perhaps because there was a problem with the brain, not necessarily.

It is now more than eight o'clock, and it is time for him to leave here and return to Jianghai City.

"I'm leaving, goodbye."

Fang Yu said to Linger and Jiang Ruolan, and turned to leave.

"Hey, I promised to invite you to dinner, but I haven't finished it yet!" Ling'er said anxiously.

"Don't eat, I have to drive home, next time." Fang Yu waved and walked out of the private room.

...

After Fang Yu left, Linger looked thoughtful.

She rarely showed this kind of expression, which made Jiang Ruolan beside her puzzled.

"Linger, what are you thinking?"

Ling'er bit her pink lips, looked at Jiang Ruolan dazedly, and said, "Senior sister, I always feel like I've seen Daotian somewhere before... I feel familiar, but I can't remember."

Jiang Ruolan was taken aback and said, "Does he look a bit like someone you know?"

"No... it's just an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if I've known him for a long time and have a good relationship..." Ling'er said.

When Jiang Ruolan heard this, she smiled and rubbed Linger's head.

This girl must have been frightened by what happened just now, so she has this inexplicable feeling.

"Ling'er, you must have recognized the wrong person. You are only seven years old this year, and Daotian is just a passerby that I met today. How could you know him, and have known him for a long time? Don't think about it, get ready to go back. "Jiang Ruolan said softly.

"Yeah." Ling'er nodded, but her eyebrows were still tightly wrinkled.

...

The night passed.

This night, a piece of news shook the entire China!

The four-year competition is over! The first place was the Xunlong team from Jiangnan District!

This is an unexpected result!

The first place is actually not the Tianshen team in the capital city! ?

That was the team led by King Xiao Chen himself!

Before the big competition, almost everyone defaulted to the first place in the Tianshen team.

This is also the final result of previous sessions!

The level of Beijing City is indeed higher than the other seven districts by more than one grade!

But this session, known as the strongest session, turned out to be a problem! ?

What is the level of the Xunlong team in Jiangnan District? How did they beat the Tenjin team?

Just when everyone was wondering, in the middle of the night, another shocking news came out.

The former king, Xiao Chen, was seriously injured in the competition and lost his entire left hand! And the person is still in a coma and has not woken up yet!

This news is like a bomb, instantly detonating the entire circle!

What kind of legend is Xiao Chen? The new generation of kings, the 26-year-old Wu Zun strong man!

He is the most promising young man, and at the same time the hope for the future of the Xiao family in the capital.

But now, he has actually lost his entire left hand because of a catastrophe! ?

This is equivalent to being scrapped!

A rising superstar, is it going to dim like this! ?

At the same time, a name resounded throughout China.

God!

It was this person who led the Xunlong team, defeated the Tianshen team, and won the first place.

It was the same person who destroyed Xiao Chen!

For a time, all regions and families were discussing the name Daotian.

...

Beijing, Xiao family.

In the study, there was silence.

An old man described as haggard is sitting in a wheelchair, with his head down and rolling tobacco.

A middle-aged man stood in front of him, bowed his head, and did not speak.

The old man slowly rolled the tobacco.

Usually, he can roll a cigarette in twenty seconds at most, but tonight, it took him two minutes, and he still couldn't roll a cigarette.

After another period of silence, the middle-aged man said in a low voice: "Dad, this is the end of the matter, you don't need to be too sad, you should pay attention to your health..."

"Snapped!"

At this time, the tobacco in the old man's hand fell directly to the ground.

He raised his head and looked at the man in front of him with blood in his eyes.

"You said, why did this happen?"

"I have sent someone to investigate that Daotian, and there will be news soon." The man replied.

"Damn!" the old man roared.

The man was shocked and lowered his head.

"I mean, why didn't you send someone to protect Chen'er before!? Is it still useful to make amends now!? Chen'er has lost his left hand, and his future is gone!" The old man glared at the man in front of him and cursed angrily.

"Dad, I have hired the best doctor in China to treat Chen'er... His left hand still has a chance to recover." The man said.

The old man stared at the man without speaking.

At this time, the door of the study was knocked, and the sound was very urgent.

"Come in." The man turned around and said.

The study door was pushed open, and one of the servants was pale and sweaty and said, "Patriarch, Master, Young Master, Young Master is awake."

"Wake up!?" The man's expression changed, and he immediately wanted to go downstairs.

"Yes, but the young master..." The servant's voice was trembling.

"What's wrong!? Make it clear!" The man frowned and asked loudly.

"He, he seems to have become a vegetable..." The servant swallowed and said with difficulty.

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the man and the old man changed.

The old man rolled his eyes and almost fainted.

"Take care of the old man!" The man's face was ashen, he ordered, and walked out of the study quickly.

The man was shaking violently as he walked downstairs.

He couldn't imagine that Xiao Chen turned into a vegetable.

Before entering Xiao Chen's room, he already heard a woman's cry.

The man turned pale and walked into the room.

Then, he saw Xiao Chen, opened his eyes wide, looked at the ceiling, his eyes were empty, without a trace of spirituality.

His mother was crying beside him.

"Chen'er, what's the matter with you, talk to mother quickly..."

"Chen'er." The man stepped forward and shouted.

But Xiao Chen didn't respond, still staring blankly at the ceiling.

"Chen'er!" The man almost roared.

Xiao Chen still didn't react at all.

"Ah...ah..."

With red eyes, the man knelt on the ground, slammed the floor with both hands, and let out a roar like a beast!

...

Fang Yu returned to the Lijiang community at two in the middle of the night and slept until ten the next day.

After getting up and washing up, he walked to the hall, but saw a man and a woman in black, sitting on the sofa in the hall.

"Hello, Mr. Daotian. Or should you be called Mr. Fang Yu?"

The woman stood up, looked at Fang Yu, and smiled.