The Wang family and the Han family are the two major families in Los Angeles, and the strength of the two families is not compatible, but since the head of the Han family, Han Dao, died for no reason, the Wang family began to move, and in the face of such a big family business of the Han family, the Wang family, as an opponent, naturally will not let go of this opportunity. Although he didn't do anything on the surface, all the things he did secretly were aimed at the Han family.

Han Daoshang has two daughters, the eldest daughter Han Jing, Xijing, knowledgeable and reasonable, is the object of competition for the sons and daughters of the major families in Luocheng; the second daughter, Han Piao, is happy, has been dancing with swords since she was a child, practicing martial arts, and mixing with boys all day long, although the vast majority of sons and brothers do not like her character, but because of her appearance and the Han family's family business, basically everyone wants to sneak into the Han family with red eyes and squeezing their heads.

But even though the two sisters have different personalities, they have one thing in common, that is, they have arrogant personalities and refuse to marry others. And the Wang family has always been opposed to the Han family, so they will naturally make a fuss about this, claiming that as long as the Han family casually marries one of their daughters to the Wang family, the Wang and Han families will form a family, and the grievances between the Wang family and the Han family will be eliminated, otherwise, there will be no more Han family in Los Angeles.

As soon as these words came out, the whole city was a sensation, and the son-in-law, who always ate the closed door of the Han family, was even more happy at the moment, watching the excitement and watching the excitement, and those who inserted a foot would not withdraw their feet. I can't wait to stomp on the Han family hard.

Although he was dissatisfied in his heart, he didn't dare to show it openly, after all, the emaciated camel was bigger than the horse, and no one would touch this brow. Now that the Wang family is evenly matched, this is definitely the situation they are most happy to see.

Putting aside the grievances of the Wang and Han families, just based on the temperament of Wang Luo, the eldest young master of the Wang family, it is not him who ranks first in the merry son in Los Angeles, so there is no second person. I heard that he is still a disciple of Dingjianmen, one of the four major forces in the south of Dingjianmen, a behemoth that no one dares to provoke.

After listening to Xiao Ming's story, Qing Ming probably understood the reason, but of course he had no interest in participating in it. Glancing at the little guy who was still indignant, Qing Ming didn't pay attention to him anymore, and turned his head to the backyard to cultivate.

In the middle of the day, Qing Ming, who was meditating in the courtyard, opened his eyes, and there was a bustling sound in the main hall, and from time to time someone let out a howl of pain. Qing Ming withdrew from the cultivation state, walked to the main hall alone, and saw that the originally spacious courtyard was full of people, and everyone had some scars on their bodies, and the scars on some of them were even more shocking.

"Fuck, I was actually yin by the people of the Wang family!"

"These bitches! One day I'm going to beat them to death!"

"Yes, let them know that our Han family is not easy to mess with!"

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Qing Ming listened to everyone's angry voices on the side, looked at the indignation on everyone's faces, and probably knew what was going on in his heart, his eyes glanced back and forth on everyone, but he didn't find the figures of Fan Zhong and Han Lao, just when he was puzzled, a voice suddenly sounded at the gate: "Get out of the way!"

Everyone got up and hurriedly got out of the way, only to see a few people carrying a big man in the face, followed by Han Lao and a young man with a delicate face and a delicate figure, Qing Ming saw her daughter at a glance, dressed as a man, presumably the second lady of the Han family, Han Piao.

Qing Ming's gaze fell on the big man lying on the stretcher, and he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart, and his brows furrowed slightly, "Brother Fan!"

After several people carried Fan Zhong into the courtyard, everyone was noisy again, and everyone's faces were extremely nervous.

The old man's name is Han Chizhong, he is the old housekeeper of the Han family, and his own cultivation has also reached the level of a martial artist, which can be regarded as a well-known figure in this Los Angeles City, Han Chizhong touched the pulse of Fan Chong, who was seriously injured and unconscious, and his brows became more and more wrinkled.

"Old Han, what's going on, how is Uncle Fan's injury?" Han Piao, who was dressed as a man on the side, showed a somewhat anxious look on her face, which added a bit of sadness to her delicate face.

Han Chizhong slowly put down Fan Chong's hand, shook his head at the second miss of the Han family and said: "Leader Fan is too deeply poisoned, old slave..."

"Leader Fan!" everyone gathered around the three of them, their eyes all red.

......

"Brother Fan is still saved!"

Just when everyone was in grief, suddenly a crisp young man's voice came out, everyone searched for the voice, and at some point, a young man dressed in coarse linen clothes had appeared next to Fan Chong, only to see him holding Fan Chong with one hand and probing his injuries with the other.

"Brother Fan is still saved, Old Han, please help me!"

Faced with the sudden scene, everyone looked at each other, not knowing where this young man came from, but Han Chizhong naturally recognized this young man as the white-clothed young man who was seriously injured and unconscious that day.

"Old Han, please use your true qi to instill into Brother Fan's six spirits and eight bones, guide the poisonous gas in his body to be discharged into the dantian, and leave the rest to me!"

Han Chizhong didn't say a word and immediately followed Qing Ming's words, this is naturally not a difficult thing for Han Chizhong, everyone looked at this scene with bated breath, although they didn't know who the young man in front of them was, but since Han Lao believed his words, then they naturally had no reason to stop him.

Han Piao sat paralyzed and watched the scene happening in front of him, the tears in the corners of his eyes hadn't had time to wipe away, he just stared blankly at the young man in front of him drawing some incomprehensible runes on Fan Chong's body.

"Second Miss, borrow that hosta on your body!"

Suddenly, the young man's eyes stared at Han Piao, who was stunned.

"Second Miss!" the young man called out again, and Han Piao came back to his senses.

"Huh?" Han Piao groped for a while but couldn't find where the hosta was, the young man really couldn't look at it, he reached out to grab the top of her head, and a small hairpin instantly appeared in his hand, and Han Piao trembled, and the hair tied up on the top of his head fell like a waterfall in an instant. Qing Ming on the side didn't have time to notice the expression on Han Piao's face, and grabbed the hosta with his hand and plunged directly into Fan Chong's human acupoint, and streams of black blood flowed down the hosta to the ground, and where the black blood passed, all the plants withered.

"Poof!" a mouthful of blood spat out from Fan Chong's mouth. Fan Chong's fingers moved slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Seeing this, everyone's originally sad and bleak faces were instantly replaced by joy.

"Leader Fan is awake! Leader Fan is awake!"

The hall was filled with cheers.

Qing Ming sat on the ground and let out a long breath, and at some point, his forehead was already covered with beads of sweat.