True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

Moreover, Lin Qingjia's status in Tianyimen is also very high.

Is the third generation of disciples.

Many ancient doctors who were a few rounds older than her did not have such a high status.

The old man frowned: "We walk in with the Xie family, will the Lin family help?"

Both are big families, and the comprehensive strength is faulty to the three families of Lin, Xie, and Yue.

Of the top ten families, the remaining seven cannot compare to the top three.

The Xie family has the highest military force, a ruthless style, and more affiliated families.

"Ancestor, you don't know." After listening to the elders of the Fan family, he smiled, "It's just an ancient doctor. This Miss Qingjia will save the enemy even if the enemy is seriously injured. In the eyes of the doctor, even men and women are divided. No."

"Ancestor can rest assured that she will definitely help."

The old man pondered for a while, and then made a decisive decision: "Okay, you can take someone to Lin's house now, prepare a generous gift, and be sure to invite Miss Qingjia."

The first elder of the Fan family took the order and went to the Lin family with a team of guards.

Lin Qingjia happened to be in Lin's house, and the housekeeper quickly handed over the news.

"Fan family?" Lin Qingjia wiped his hands, "What are they doing here?"

"That's right, although the Fan family didn't say anything, we have already received the news." The housekeeper said, "There is a Ling family in the west of the ancient martial arts world. Because of some things, the Fan family blocked the passage of the Ling family to hire scattered doctors. "

"But I didn't expect that the Ling family knew that Miss Zijin. Not only did they transfer fifty ancient doctors to the Ling family, but also all the ancient doctors of the Fan family left."

Lin Qingjia understood as soon as he heard it: "So the Fan family wants me to help them transfer some ancient doctors from the Heavenly Medicine School?"

"It can only be like this." The housekeeper said, "The Fan family thinks very well. It is affiliated with the Xie family, but still wants to take advantage of the Lin family."

"Well, I refused." Lin Qingjia said lightly, "Not only because of the Xie family, but Miss Ying's contribution to the ancient medical world is clear, and she eradicated all the evil doctors."

"This matter is completely self-inflicted by the Fan family. Why should I go against the ancient medical community for the Fan family?"

The housekeeper smiled: "The Fans don't know how much they weigh. Miss Qingjia is sensible. I'll let them go back."

He goes out.

The elders of the Fan family immediately greeted him: "Miss Qingjia agreed?"

"I'm very sorry everyone." The housekeeper said lightly, "Miss Qingjia still has something to do. She is going to the Martial Arts Alliance. I haven't had time to go to the ancient martial arts world recently."

The elder Fan's face was ugly.

No time, just an excuse.

Lin Qingjia even refused to help them.

The elder of the Fan family gritted his teeth: "It's abrupt. If there is a chance in the future, I will definitely visit Miss Qingjia again."

When he said the last sentence, his eyes were gloomy.

He waited, one day the Xie family would destroy the Lin family.

The housekeeper smiled: "No more."

The elder Fan's face flushed red, and he turned around and walked away in anger: "Let's go to Xie's house!"

**

the other side.

Martial Arts Alliance.

The opponent that Ying Zijin chose this time was an ancient martial arts master.

She handed the number plate to the steward behind the workbench and pressed the mask before entering the arena.

"It's this young lady again." The steward held the number plate, his face flushed, "I'll report to the young master now!"

Master of ancient martial arts!

The last time he recorded clearly, this girl challenged Grandmaster Half-step Ancient Martial Arts.

It has only been a few days since she set her target at the level of an ancient martial master?

Although they don't know the exact age of Ying Zijin, they definitely won't be too old.

Such a young master of ancient martial arts!

If he was really young, wouldn't he be stronger than Xie Nian?

The steward hurried to find Cheng Jin.

Cheng Jin also heard about it a few days ago. He put down his work and went to the center arena in person.

Because the duel was against Grandmaster Guwu, there were a lot of spectators in this ring match.

The iron doors on both sides opened, and the contestants came out.

A very sharp contrast was formed.

The girl is tall and slender.

Opposite her, was a strong man two meters tall.

The audience was even more excited.

"Why are you a woman?" The strong man frowned and glanced at the girl, "I don't fight women, you'd better admit defeat and go down."

Ying Zijin moved her wrist and rolled up her sleeves.

"I said, I won't fight you." The strong man looked at her movements and became impatient, "Don't waste your energy."

Fighting against female ancient warriors, he won, but it didn't bring much honor.

He just despised women.

Being dishonest is staying at home and getting into a ring.

The strong man sneered: "I'm just standing here, not moving."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ying Zijin shot.

She didn't use any flamboyant moves, just raised her elbows.

In less than ten seconds, the strong man fell to the ground before he could react.

Ying Zijin put down his sleeves: "You really don't have to move."

"..."

There was silence in the arena.

Everyone was shocked.

The steward was even more excited: "Young Master, you see, her actual combat ability is too strong."

Cheng Jin nodded slowly, also very surprised: "Yes, although she only made three moves, but every move is aimed at the opponent's flaws, and the ancient martial master can't stop it."

on stage.

Ying Zijin retracted his hand, turned and walked out.

The strong man lying on the ground moved at this moment.

With fierce light in his eyes, he stood up, and attacked the girl suddenly, his mouth was not clean: "Bitch! You are courting death!"

There were exclamations from the audience.

"Young Master, she is too soft-hearted." Seeing this scene, the guard shook his head, "To deal with such a vicious ancient martial master, you should directly kill him. This time, his life was ruined in vain."

"Originally, with her strength, she could have killed him just now. This kind of person is not suitable for battle."

Being attacked from behind by an ancient martial master, can you still survive?

Cheng Jin narrowed his eyes, didn't speak, just looked at the ring.

At this time, the strong man had already rushed behind the girl.

The internal energy in his body turned up, and the knife that fell not far away was attracted to his hand.

Without the slightest hesitation, the strong man stabbed the girl in the neck.

The audience shouted louder, and some people stood up in shock.

The more ancient warriors with higher cultivation, the more they despise the means of hurting people behind their backs.

But this is a life and death arena, as long as you don't get off the ring, you are still fighting.

There is nothing to say about the attack.

Ying Zijin didn't look back, and his eyes didn't even waver.

But at the moment when the strong man's attack was about to arrive, the girl suddenly turned over.

A roundabout kick, kicked directly at the strong man's head.

At the same time, her hand locked the strong man's arm.

"Crack!"

A crack.

The strong man's arm snapped.

He let out a piercing scream, and the knife fell from his hand.

Ying Zijin clasped his shoulder with one hand and lifted him up easily: "Want to kill me?"

The strong man's expression finally changed, and he was terrified: "You..."

He didn't finish his sentence.

Ying Zijin's eyes were light, and he let go of his hand.

The strong man stared and fell to the ground without even struggling.

Life and death arena, life and death by the sky.

Before entering the ring, both sides will sign a life-and-death contract.

Everything happened so fast that the audience was still in a daze.

Ying Zijin went straight out.

Soon two guards came up and moved the strong man down.

The guard was also confused and embarrassed: "Young Master, she..."

Cheng Jin finally said, "It's not that she is too soft-hearted, it's that she has a strong ability to judge the situation. Even if this person sneaks up on her from behind, it won't hurt her."

"But she really doesn't like killing people, and it's not that she's soft-hearted, she's just not as murderous as other ancient warriors."

Cheng Jin finally said: "Never mess with this kind of person, because if she really gets angry, it will be very scary."

He stood up, also left the arena, and returned to the study.

But there were other people in the study.

He is a middle-aged man with sharp eyebrows.

Cheng Jin was startled and knelt down quickly: "Foster father."

The middle-aged man is the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance.

"I also watched the battle just now." The middle-aged man's eyes were a bit thoughtful, "There are some moves, do you feel familiar?"

Cheng Jin recalled for a moment, and suddenly woke up: "Foster father, she has several moves that are the same as yours, could it be—"

"That's why I'm thinking, is it possible that your master has accepted another apprentice." The middle-aged man nodded, "If so, it makes sense."

Cheng Jin was slightly startled: "Foster father, but didn't you say that the master is no longer there?"

When did Feng Xiu become a man?

It is speculated that Confucius was born in the late sixteenth century, and the Confucian world was also established at that time.

If Feng Xiu was still alive, he would be almost five hundred years old.

His cultivation base is indeed very high, but there is always a limit to the human body.

Feng Xiu only taught the Martial Arts Alliance for a long time, and then disappeared.

It has been a hundred and fifty years since the last time a middle-aged man saw Feng Xiu, a century and a half.

"Yes, but now it seems that your ancestor may still be alive." The middle-aged man nodded, "Otherwise, where did this girl's moves come from?"

Except for Feng Xiu, no one understands these ancient martial arts moves.

Middle-aged people have only learned a trick or two.

Cheng Jin looked solemn: "Foster father, I'll send someone to stop her."

"Blocking what?" The middle-aged man endured it without slapping him. "If she is really your master's apprentice, she will be a generation higher than you. Are you still blocking it? You are going to invite her!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately changed his tune: "No, you are not worthy."

Cheng Jin: "..."

The middle-aged man said, "She will definitely come to the Martial Arts Alliance again. When she comes next time, I will personally invite him and ask her where her master is now."

Feng Xiu, that is a myth in the minds of all ancient warriors.

The middle-aged man sighed: "I hope I can see my master again in my lifetime."

Cheng Jin nodded: "I will also help my foster father find the master."

**

here.

Ying Zijin went back to Ling's house.

Jiang Ran saw her as if he saw a savior: "Daddy Ying!"

Ying Zijin glanced at the woman who was standing in front of the hall, crying so hard: "What?"

"Dad Ying, she is the young lady of the Fan family. What is her name? She came to look for you, and she can't be driven away." Jiang Ran was very annoyed, "I keep crying, and I can't beat her away."

If it was a man, he would kick out immediately.

When Fan Zhixi saw the girl, she immediately knelt down to her and began to plead, "Miss Ying, please, we can't live without ancient doctors."

Ying Zijin took a step back with a calm voice: "Don't touch me, you know the reason for yourself, I'll give you a chance, don't court death."

Fan Zhixi's hand fell into the air, she was stunned for a while, and her tears flowed even more fiercely.

She was also in a mess.

Could it be that Ying Zijin saw what the Fan family was thinking?

This is impossible.

This matter was also temporarily decided by them, and it was also the trick that Xie Nian gave her.

Can Ying Zijin still be a prophet?

Fan Zhixi gritted her teeth and kowtowed: "Miss Ying, really, please, please."

She cried and cried, as if she had been hit by something, and her body suddenly softened.

Fan Zhixi's eyes widened, as if in disbelief: "Miss Ying, you..."

The words stopped before she could finish speaking, and she fell to the ground.

Jiang Ran was taken aback.

At this moment, footsteps sounded.

A loud shout: "Get out of the way!"

Clan Master Fan fended off the guards of the Ling Clan and rushed in, his eyes were splitting: "Zhixi!"

Fan Zhixi has no life.

Ling Zhonglou and the Great Elder also came in, and their expressions couldn't help changing.

The people present were all ancient warriors with excellent eyesight.

They could clearly see that there were three gold needles submerged in Fan Zhixi's neck.

Her lips were blue and her face was white.

The three gold needles directly cut off her arteries and blocked the circulation of blood.

Even if she has the ancient martial arts, it will not save her.

certain death.

Only ancient doctors would carry gold needles with them.

"Okay, Ying Zijin!" Master Fan sneered, "We're here to beg you, if you don't agree, it's fine, you still kill people? What do you mean?"

"You don't want to say it's not you, do you? Besides you, who has a golden needle? I saw it well just now, you and Zhixi are the closest!"

Patriarch Fan's eyes were cold and aggressive.