He didn't even use any strength in his hands, and easily made the captain of the guard pass out.
On the ground, Mengjia's guards fell down.
After all, the Meng family is not a family of ancient martial arts. Most of these guards have ancient martial arts for about 30 years.
Even if Fu Yunshen didn't show his true cultivation, he easily took care of all the guards of the Meng family.
The muscles on Master Meng's face twitched, and the voice was squeezed out from between his teeth: "Fu Yunshen, don't be too presumptuous!"
This scene brought him back many years ago.
At that time, Fu Yunshen was still a teenager, and he just used his fists to beat the member of the direct line of the Meng family into a cripple.
After that, Fu Yunshen never stepped into Mengjia again, and Mengjia didn't even know how much Fu Yunshen's current ancient martial arts level was.
The owner of the Meng family really did not expect that Fu Yunshen would dare to break into the Meng family like this.
Ancient doctors are rare, so they are protected by the entire ancient martial arts world.
Even if it is the forces that are hostile to each other, they 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 being questioned by the ancient martial arts world? !
Fu Yunshen let go of his hand, and the captain of the guard fell to the ground.
He stepped forward and approached Patriarch Meng step by step.
The momentum is fierce and impressive.
Master Meng's legs softened, and he sat on the ground with a "plop": "You, what do you want to do?"
Where did he still have the previous aggressiveness, he yelled in panic: "Come on! Come on!"
Soon another team of guards arrived.
The leader is Meng Jingyu.
"Fu Yunshen!" Meng Jingyu's expression changed, "Don't forget, this is Mengjia!"
"Even the members of the Xie family dare not be presumptuous in the Meng family. If you offend the Meng family, which ancient doctor will dare to treat you in the future?"
Hearing this, Fu Yun turned his head deeply: "I almost forgot about you."
In the next second, before Meng Jingyu could react, she was pushed against the wall, her feet were off the ground, and her throat was tightly pinched.
Can't resist at all.
I can't even use my inner strength.
This can only be absolute suppression!
Meng Jingyu's expression was horrified, his words were incoherent, and he lost his voice: "Your cultivation base"
He is not considered an ancient martial arts genius, but he is not bad, otherwise he would not and would not have been sent to Mengjia by the ancient martial arts family.
Fu Yun smiled deeply, with a cold smile and fierce eyes: "Back then, you snatched her medicine, right? Huh?"
He raised his hand and punched Meng Jingyu in the face.
The bone-piercing pain swept from the head to the whole body, as if the body had been crushed.
Meng Jingyu spat out a mouthful of blood: "Fu Yunshen, you¡ª"
He couldn't finish his sentence, because the man threw his fist again.
Punch after punch.
After all, the Meng family is a family of ancient doctors, and there are not many ancient warriors, so no one can stop it.
After dozens of punches, Meng Jingyu couldn't speak, only blood flowed down the corner of his mouth, like beads with a broken thread.
He tilted his head, couldn't support it, and passed out.
Another one was scrapped.
How similar is this scene.
Patriarch 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 when I left that year, I said, don't mess with me."
He leaned down slightly, patted Patriarch Meng's face with a fruit knife he casually picked up from the table, and smiled lowly: "You said, you're an old man too, why can't you think about it so much and insist on bullying my girl?"
Patriarch Meng's body shook again.
Fu Yunshen said calmly: "Don't worry, she won't die, but the Meng family can collect your body."
He raised his hand, and the fruit knife in his hand pierced directly into Master Meng's shoulder blade.
Patriarch Meng uttered a miserable scream: "Fu Yunshen!"
Fu Yunshen pulled out the fruit knife again, and dropped his hand again.
The left shoulder blade was also penetrated.
Blood gurgled and flowed.
Patriarch Meng vomited blood: "You, you are finished, the ancient martial arts world will not let it go¡ªah!!!"
It was another knife down.
Master Meng was in such pain that he couldn't even fall into a coma.
His eyes widened, his canthus tearing open.
Fu Yunshen holds a fruit knife??Among the people who went to experience once, there is the existence of evil doctors.
This is a big trouble.
Ancient medicine can easily lead to evil medicine.
Once an evil doctor appears, it will soon lead other ancient doctors around to this evil path.
The Great Elder breathed a sigh of relief: "This junior obeys."
"Then prepare and re-elect the head of the Meng family." Mengxiong said lightly, "During this period, I will temporarily manage all the affairs of the Meng family."
**
Two days later.
Fu family.
Ying Zijin slowly opened his eyes.
She raised her hand to cover the sunlight that came in, feeling as if she had passed away.
"Drink some water?" A hand held her back and supported her, "How is it? Does your hand still hurt?"
"It's okay." Ying Zijin sat up slowly, 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, unhurriedly: "I dreamed that you bullied me and made me cry."
Fu Yunshen tapped her forehead with his fingers, and smiled: "It seems that there is nothing wrong with the saying that dreams are reversed. Take a look, which one of us is the one being bullied."
After drinking the water, Ying Zijin frowned: "I've been in a coma for the past two days, what else happened?"
She doesn't care much about other things.
The most important thing now is the evil doctor.
Even Fu Xi's apprentices can be caught by the evil doctor to refine medicine, which shows that the evil doctor is indeed vicious.
"Not for the time being." Fu Yunshen said, "The ancient medical circles are strictly guarded against death, 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% likely, but some evidence is still needed."
Fu Yun's eyes darkened: "It's hard to find."
Fu Xi searched for almost a hundred years, but he still couldn't find the leader of the evil doctor.
"Yes, it's hard to find." Ying Zijin yawned, "So I need some help."
She helped Fu Yunshen to sit up, reached for the bedside bag, and took out a few stickers from it.
Fu Yunshen took it and took a look: "I like pigs so much? Are they all stickers?"
"No, I bought a miniature camera from Babyface and disguised it."
Once she said that, Fu Yunshen understood.
He smiled slightly, and his tone was drawn out: "Little friend, you are so smart."
High technology has always been a major blind spot ignored by the ancient medical and ancient martial arts circles.
They may use mobile phones and computers, but they have never seen this kind of miniature camera.
The method of video recording is crude and simple, but it is indeed the best.
"Where is it posted?"
Ying Zijin raised his eyebrows slightly: "Someone will post it for us."
As she spoke, she yawned again, her phoenix 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 wakes up leisurely.
Because there were other members of the Dream Family escorting her, she was not injured.
The reason why she vomited a lot of blood was that she was not in good health and was bumping all the time on the mountain.
Ying Zijin, should be dead, right?
Enduring the pain in her body, she deliberately waited for a long time at the foot of the mountain.
Later, other people also came out, but Ying Zijin did not.
Meng Qingxue was in a complicated mood.
He couldn't tell how she felt, but inexplicably, she was indeed relieved.
Meng Qingxue sat in a wheelchair and was about to go out.
The door was pushed open first.
Mengxiong walked in, followed by two guards.
Meng Qingxue was taken aback for a moment: "Old ancestor?"
In the older generation, she also had a good relationship with Mengwan.
She only met Mengxiong a few times.
"Meng Qingxue, tell me the truth." Mengxiong looked at her, his expression not as relaxed as before, "What did you do on the mountain?"
Meng Qingxue's face turned pale: "Old Ancestor, what do you mean?"
Mengxiong said coldly, "I'm asking you something."
Meng Qingxue lowered her head and coughed: "Old Ancestor, I'm sorry, I'm not in good health, and I didn't pay attention to many things."
"Do you not admit it?" Mengxiong nodded, his expression turned cold, "OK." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com)I didn't pay attention to many things. "
"You don't admit it, right?" Mengxiong nodded, his expression turned cold, "Okay." (Remember the website of this website: www.hlnovel.com