True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

He didn't use any strength in his hands, so he easily let the captain of the guard pass out.

On the ground, the Meng family's guard fell.

After all, the Meng family is not a family of ancient martial arts, and most of the ancient martial arts of these guards are about 30 years old.

Even if Fu Yunshen did not show his true cultivation, he easily packed up all the guards of the Meng family.

The muscles on Mengjiazhu's face twitched, and his voice came out from between his teeth: "Fu Yunshen, don't be too presumptuous!"

This scene brought him back to many years ago.

At that time, Fu Yunshen was still a teenager, and he just beat that member of the Meng family into a cripple with his fists.

After that, Fu Yunshen never stepped into the Meng family again, and the Meng family had no idea how many ancient martial arts Fu Yunshen had now.

The Meng family master really did not expect that Fu Yunshen would dare to enter the Meng family like this.

There are few ancient doctors, so they are protected by the entire ancient martial arts world.

Even the forces that are hostile to each other will never do anything to the ancient doctor.

Because no matter where you are, doctors are too important.

Isn't he Fu Yunshen afraid of the ancient martial arts world asking for guilt? !

Fu Yunshen let go of his hand, and the captain of the guard fell to the ground.

He stepped forward and approached the Master Meng step by step.

Impressive.

Master Meng's legs softened, and he sat on the ground with a "thump": "You, what do you want to do?"

Where does he still have the aggressiveness from before, he shouted in panic: "Come on! Come on!"

Soon another team of guards arrived.

The first is Mengjingyu.

"Fu Yunshen!" Meng Jingyu's expression changed, "Don't forget, this is Meng's house!"

"Even the people of the Xie family don't dare to be presumptuous in the Meng family. If you offend the Meng family, which ancient doctor will dare to heal you in the future?"

Hearing this, Fu Yun turned his head sideways: "I almost forgot about you."

The next second, before Meng Jingyu could react, he was pushed against the wall, his feet were off the ground, and his throat was pinched.

Can't resist at all.

You can't even use your inner strength.

This can only be absolute suppression!

Meng Jingyu's expression was horrified, and his words were out of tune, and he lost his voice: "Your cultivation level..."

He is not a genius of ancient martial arts, but not bad, otherwise he would not and would not have been sent to the Meng family by the ancient martial arts family.

Fu Yun smiled deeply, his smile was cold, and his eyes were cruel: "At the auction, you sent someone to grab her medicine, right? Huh?"

He raised his hand and punched Meng Jingyu in the face.

The bone-piercing pain swept through the whole body from the head, and the body seemed to be crushed.

Meng Jingyu spat out a mouthful of blood: "Fu Yunshen, you—"

He couldn't finish his words, because the man dropped his fist again.

Punch after punch.

After all, the Meng family is an ancient medical family, and there are not many ancient warriors, so no one can stop them.

After dozens of punches, Meng Jingyu couldn't say anything, only blood flowed down the corner of his mouth, like a broken string.

He tilted his head, did not support it, and passed out.

One more wasted.

How similar the scene is.

Master Meng's heart trembled even more, and his whole body was trembling.

"It's your turn." Fu Yunshen rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward, "I remember saying when I left that year, don't mess with me."

He leaned down slightly, patted Patriarch Meng's face with the fruit knife he casually took from the table, and smiled softly: "You said, you are also an old man, why can't you think about it so much, you have to bully my girl?"

Meng Jiazhu's body trembled again.

Fu Yun said with a light expression: "Don't worry, she won't die, but the Meng family can collect the body for you."

He raised his hand, and the fruit knife in his hand plunged directly into the shoulder blade of Master Meng.

The Meng family master let out a shrill scream: "Fu Yunshen!"

Fu Yunshen pulled out the fruit knife again and dropped his hand again.

The left scapula was also penetrated.

Blood gushed out.

The master of the Meng family vomited blood: "You, you are finished, the ancient martial arts world will not let go-ah!!!"

Another cut.

Meng Jiazhu was in such pain that he couldn't even go into a coma.

He widened his eyes, his canthus split.

Fu Yunshen took out the fruit knife. Tossed, as if to find another suitable place.

Just then, an anxious cry rang out.

"Yun Shen, stop!"

It was an elderly man, who came in quickly through the back door, his hair and beard turning white.

The ancestor of the Meng family, Mengxiong.

Mengxiong is not the one who founded Mengjia, but the eldest person in Mengjia now.

He is one hundred and forty years old this year, which is an old age in ancient medicine.

But only ancient medicine.

None of the direct line members of the Meng family knew ancient martial arts, so they cooperated with the ancient martial arts family to seek shelter.

Looking at the mess here, Mengxiong's hands trembled.

He has also been out of the world for decades.

The last time he came out, it was because Fu Yunshen beat a direct member of the Meng family into a vegetative state.

This member of the direct line has not woken up until now, relying on a lot of medicinal materials to hang his life.

But after understanding the cause and effect, it was the member of the direct line who was at fault first, and he was indeed guilty.

So he asked Mengjia to stop and let Fu Yunshen leave without any problems.

Otherwise, Fu Yunshen was only fifteen years old at that time, and it was impossible for him to leave Mengjia so easily.

Meng Xiong took a deep breath and glanced at the Meng Family Master who was beaten inhumanly. His eyes fell on the Great Elder, and he asked calmly, "What did you guys do?"

The first elder knelt down with a "thump" and was frightened: "Old Ancestor, this junior didn't do anything, but just checked Qingxue's body and gave medicine."

He didn't know why the Master Meng suddenly came to Zilu Ginseng.

But Zilu ginseng is indeed useful to Meng Qingxue.

Mengxiong looked at the elder with sharp eyes, confirmed that he was not lying, and asked Patriarch Meng: "Speak!"

He knew Fu Yunshen well and would not act casually.

"Didn't I just let someone say a few harsh words? I just want him to collect the corpse for his family!" Meng Jia's main expression was stern, "Why, can't say anything?"

Although he did hear the Fu family's movement, he deliberately bought Zilu ginseng, and even let it go.

Meng Qingxue was not the only medicine that could save her.

But Ying Zijin only has this kind of medicine.

Otherwise, Fuxi would not send the elder to buy it in person.

He did it on purpose, but no one else could fault it.

But who knew that Fu Yunshen would really call at the door?

Not even talking.

Hearing this, Mengxiong couldn't hold back.

He raised his hand and slapped Master Meng abruptly.

The master of the Meng family was seriously injured by Fu Yun and was already weak.

He slapped Mengxiong abruptly again, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his breathing became completely weak.

Meng Xiong was very angry, and said sharply: "You buy medicine when you buy medicine, why is your mouth so cheap? Can you die if you don't commit cheapness?"

No wonder.

This is exactly the same reason as the last time that member of the direct line was destroyed.

"Mr. Meng, you saved my life." Fu Yunshen straightened up, "You can solve the matter of the Meng family by yourself. I'm going back to accompany others."

The evil doctor is in the dark and has to be guarded against.

Mengxiong sighed: "I will send someone to find Zilu ginseng, and I will send it to you as soon as possible, I am really sorry."

"Mr. Meng's house is kind and kind." Fu Yun said calmly, "But no need, it's useless."

Mengxiong was stunned for a while, but before he spoke, the man had already left.

Meng Patriarch, who was still lying on the ground, was overjoyed when he heard this.

In this way, Ying Zijin is indeed dead.

Or to the point where there is no cure for medicine.

Otherwise, why didn't Fu Yunshen even want the medicine?

Mengxiong's voice was cold, and he showed no mercy: "Go to the ancestral hall and kneel, no one is allowed to give treatment. If you can't carry it, then it's fine if you die, let's see what kind of atmosphere you bring to the Meng family!"

Since the old ancestor came out, the order is naturally more used than the director of the Meng family.

Meng Jia advocated opening his mouth, and was dragged to the ancestral hall by two guards.

The elder was still kneeling on the ground, shivering.

"Check carefully and ask the people who are still alive in Fu's family, An's family, and Danmeng." Mengxiong paused and said, "Ask them why so many people died in my Meng's family."

It is true that this action of the evil doctor caught everyone by surprise.

But compared to the other three major forces, too many people died in the Meng family.

This made Mengxiong have to suspect that there were evil doctors among the people who Mengjia went to experience this time.

This is a big trouble.

Ancient doctors can easily lead to the path of evil doctors.

Once an evil doctor appears, it can quickly lead other ancient doctors around to this evil path.

The first elder breathed a sigh of relief: "Junior obeys."

"Then get ready, and then re-select the head of the Meng family." Meng Xiong said lightly, "During this time, all the affairs of the Meng family are temporarily managed by me."

**

Two days later.

V home.

Ying Zijin slowly opened his eyes.

She raised her hand to block the sunlight that came in, feeling like a world away.

"Drink?" A hand held her back and supported her, "How is it? Does your hand still hurt?"

"It's okay." Ying Zijin sat up slowly and looked at the bandaged left wrist, "I also had a very long dream."

"Huh?" Fu Yunshen handed her the cup, "What dream?"

Ying Zijin took a sip of water and said, "I dreamed that you bullied me and cried."

Fu Yun slapped her forehead with her fingers and smiled: "It seems that it is true that the dream is the opposite. Look, who of us is the one who is being bullied."

After drinking the water, Ying Zijin frowned: "I've been in a coma for the past two days, what else is happening?"

She doesn't care much about other things.

The most important thing now is the evil doctor.

Even Fuxi's apprentice can be caught by the evil doctor to make medicine, which shows that the evil doctor is indeed ferocious.

"Not yet." Fu Yun said deeply, "The ancient medical community is strictly guarded against, and evil doctors will not take the initiative to come out for the time being."

"I know who the evil doctor is." Ying Zijin pondered, "If there is no accident, it is 80% possible, but some evidence is needed."

Fu Yun looked down deeply: "It's hard to find."

Fu Xi searched for nearly a hundred years, but could not find the chief leader of the evil doctor.

"Yes, it's hard to find." Ying Zijin yawned, "So I need to use something."

She helped Fu Yunshen to sit up, reached for the bag by the bedside, and took out a few stickers from it.

Fu Yunshen took it and took a look: "I like pigs so much? Are all stickers?"

"No, the tiny camera I bought from Babyface, disguised a bit."

As soon as she said that, Fu Yunshen understood.

He smiled slightly, and his voice was long: "Little boy, you're so smart."

High technology is always a major blind spot ignored by the ancient medical and ancient martial arts circles.

They may use mobile phones and computers, but such tiny cameras have never been seen before.

Video recording is a crude and simple method, but it is indeed the best.

"Where is it posted?"

Ying Zijin raised his eyebrows slightly: "Someone will help us post it."

As she spoke, she yawned again, her eyes were hazy, and her voice was tired: "I'm sleepy again."

"Little magic stick." Fu Yun rubbed her head deeply, "You rest for a while, I'll be outside."

He closed the door and backed out.

**

the other side.

dreamer.

Meng Qingxue slowly woke up.

Because other members of the Meng family were escorting her, she was not injured.

She vomited a lot of blood because her health was not good, and she kept bumping on the mountain.

Ying Zijin, should he be dead?

She endured the pain in her body and deliberately waited for a long time at the foot of the mountain.

Later others came out, but Ying Zijin did not.

Meng Qingxue has a complicated mood.

He couldn't tell how she felt, but he was inexplicably relieved.

Meng Qingxue sat in a wheelchair and was ready to go out.

The door was pushed open first.

Mengxiong walked in, followed by two guards.

Meng Qingxue was taken aback: "Ancestor?"

In the older generation, she also had a good relationship with Meng Wan.

She has only seen Mengxiong a few times.

"Meng Qingxue, tell me honestly." Mengxiong looked at her, his expression not as relaxed as before, "What did you do on the mountain?"

Meng Qingxue's face turned pale: "Ancestor, what do you mean?"

Mengxiong said coldly, "I'm asking you something."

Meng Qingxue lowered her head and coughed: "Ancestor, I'm sorry, I'm not in good health, and I didn't pay attention to many things."

"Don't admit it?" Mengxiong nodded, his expression turned cold, "Okay."

See you in the afternoon, ask for a monthly pass on the last day~

Emperor Ying was voted one star again? Possibly too old? Hahaha

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