The sound wave is invisible and extremely difficult to defend against, and the two seem to have no choice but to avoid it for a while. However, I heard a loud bang, and I saw a tall figure smashing the glass and the window lattice, and flew directly through the window.

At the same time, a woman in a white dress dodged through the door like a ghost, this woman was dignified and beautiful, and as soon as she entered the door, she opened her hand and shot two crystal strings from her hand.

The soft strings shot straight at the two men hiding in the corner of the wall, with unimaginably fast speed.

The two men were so focused on the window that they didn't notice that someone was coming in behind them and sneaking up on them with their strings. The strings are colorless and transparent, and even if they are face-to-face, they are extremely difficult to be caught by sight, let alone be attacked.

The strings hit directly, and they wrapped around their necks very quickly, and the two of them felt the strangeness on their necks, and the latter immediately reached out to grab their necks, but they felt their necks tighten, and a feeling of suffocation and death came to their heads.

"Don't move, move and your head will hit the ground!"

A cold voice entered the ears of the two, and the two immediately put down their hands, not daring to make the slightest move.

At this time, as soon as the tall man jumped in, he shot two cold lights straight at the blonde woman on the opposite wall, and he didn't see if the shot was missed, he came directly to Wanli's body, stretched out his hand and patted Wanli in shock, and then grabbed the latter with both hands, turned around and jumped out of the big hole in the window.

In this process, the sound of the killing piano has never stopped.

The blonde woman has a strong talent, she can crawl on the wall and ceiling, she dodged the two cold lights shot by the tall man, but under the ethereal sonic attack, she can only parry, no way to fight back, can only crawl all over the wall and ceiling.

Even though she saw Wanli being taken away, she couldn't stop it at all.

When the man's figure disappeared, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly. The woman in the white dress shook her wrist and withdrew the strings, "Go back and tell your master that she is a person from our Yandang Mountain, and if anyone dares to touch a single hair of her, he will be the enemy of our Yandang Mountain." This matter is not an example, otherwise one will kill one, and ten will kill five pairs!"

By the time the voice had disappeared, the woman in the white dress had disappeared from the restaurant like a ghost.

The two men were silent, and then fearfully touched a blood mark on the strength of their necks that was strangled by the strings, knowing that they had just walked around before the ghost gate closed, their legs trembled, and they almost sat on the ground.

With a click, the blonde woman fell from the ceiling, her body was full of large and small blood, and the blood had dyed the black tights mottled red, but she was not afraid, her eyes were spewing fire, and her eyebrows stood up, "Hmph, what about Yandang Mountain?"

That being said, she knew that the other party had left room for today, otherwise she would never have survived like this today.

"You two are really embarrassing to the old lady!"

The blonde woman didn't see that the two subordinates were palpitating, so she dropped a sentence and walked straight to the door. Two of her men hurried away after her.

After the three of them walked out of the door, the boss and the proprietress dared to stand up from behind the counter, and when they saw the mess in the store, the boss was furious and jumped to his feet and shouted:

"Damn, these people are so fucking unlawful! Wife, call 119 to report the crime, we must let the criminals receive the punishment they deserve. ”

The proprietress glanced at her husband, and her voice immediately rose an octave, "What are you yelling about? These people will kill people when they raise their hands, do you want to find death? Why don't you call the insurance company quickly and ask them to come over to take pictures and settle the claim, we have taken out property insurance!"

......

"Sister-in-law, Wanli was attacked ......"

Shi Guozhi's voice came from Yang Fuqin's phone.

Yang Fuqin was still talking about Wanli with the old lady just now, but she didn't think that it was only three seconds before Wanli had an accident.

“...... was attacked first, and before our people could make a move, the people of Yandang Mountain killed them and robbed Wanli. Seeing that they had no ill will towards Wanli, our people did not make a move, but just followed them to a villa area in Pudong. ”

Shi Guozhi's next words made Yang Fuqin breathe a sigh of relief, but she was still puzzled in her heart, "Yandang Mountain, the people of Jiuyinmen." How could they be interested in Wan Li? Could it be that Wan Li has something to do with them? How could it be? The little girl I grew up watching, he has absolutely nothing to do with any Jianghu sect, let alone such a low-key sect as Jiuyinmen. ”

"Maybe this conclusion is a bit biased, sister-in-law rest assured that she is in the hospital, leave this matter to me, although I am not familiar with Jiuyinmen, I can also find a way to contact them. ”

“......”

Yang Fuqin hung up the phone, feeling that this matter was a little unusual, but the person was fine, that was the best ending. As for the cause, it will take time to investigate. She believed in Shi Guozhi's ability, and even more in the latter's sincerity, so she returned to the ward from the balcony.

The old lady didn't know when she left, and only Wu Fan was left alone on the hospital bed in the ward, and there was a simple and simple bracelet next to Wu Fan's head wrapped in gauze.

Yang Fuqin reached out and picked up the bracelet and turned it in his hand.

She knew that this storage bracelet was the one her mother had been using.

The storage bracelet is an amazing thing, it can fit the contents of a house in such a small thing. This is something that cannot be found in the mortal world, and it is extremely precious.

When Yang Fuqin was young, her mother told her that she wanted to have one very much, but her mother didn't give it to her, saying that she couldn't use it at that time, and it was not only a waste to hold it, but also a very dangerous thing. But Yang Fuqin just didn't understand how Wu Fan could use it now, and the old lady gave him such a precious thing without saying a word?

She wasn't eating her son's vinegar, and she sensed something strange about her mother leaving her storage bracelet.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, Yang Fuqin hurriedly put the bracelet on his right wrist, lowered his voice and shouted "Please come in", and saw Nangong Jian and Dongfang Yi walking in.

"Uncle Nangong, Aunt Dongfang, you sit. Yang Fuqin stood up and gave up a chair.

Dongfang Yi walked to the hospital bed, first looked at Wu Fan's condition, and said, "Xiaoqin, don't be polite to us." Your mother is in a hurry and leaves, and Nangong and I stay with your mother and son. ”

Yang Fuqin nodded, "Godmother, Dongfang Hong is fine, right? Xiao Fan didn't take it seriously, and I didn't expect him to ......" Yang Fuqin knew the relationship between Dongfang Hong and Dongfang Yi, and looked at Dongfang Yi apologetically. In fact, she was very proud in her heart, because she didn't expect Wu Fan to win Dongfanghong in advance, and in what way she won the game.

"How can there be a martial arts competition without being injured? Being injured should be a good thing for Dongfanghong. That child's eyes are above the top, and he has been spoiled by the elders in the family all these years, and he should be made to suffer a little. Xiao Fan's true qi is four layers, and his own strength is two layers worse than Dongfanghong, and the challenge of leapfrogging is not easy, even if it is a miserable victory. But, Xiaoqin, didn't you really teach him boxing systematically? Who did he learn Xingyi Quan from?"

"Godmother, where does he know what boxing techniques, his kung fu is all figured out by himself. A child who grew up in the mountains, he couldn't be more familiar with the beasts of the forest, plus the Internet is so developed now, it is not difficult to check some conventional boxing routines, Xiaofan likes to use his brain since he was a child......"

Yang Fuqin did know that her son had never apprenticed to a teacher in Shancheng, nor had he systematically learned any boxing techniques, in her opinion, the so-called Xingyi Boxing was all figured out by her son.

"You can make a punch by imitating yourself?, what kind of demonic understanding does that need?" Nangong Jian shook his head and denied Yang Fuqin's explanation, "Xiaoqin, your Uncle Nangong has been lonely for decades, dedicated to martial arts, and the most proud is swordsmanship. But he never took in an apprentice. I liked this kid at first sight, I ......"

When Nangong Jian said this, he looked at Yang Fuqin worriedly.

Yang Fuqin naturally heard what Nangong Jian wanted to say, others didn't understand the latter, but she knew it very well. When she was a child, she wanted to learn swords from Nangong Jian, but the latter refused to live or die. He said that his sword could only be learned by men, and that women could not learn it at all.

There are eight great families in Huaxia martial arts, and the Nangong family is one of them. But the glory of the Nangong family is a thousand years ago, and now the Nangong family is only famous, and the vast majority of people no longer practice martial arts, but go to business and politics, and the fame of the rivers and lakes has long been out of character. But Nangong Sword is an outlier, he is the only one in the Nangong family who has inherited the martial arts of the Nangong family, his swordsmanship is definitely a legend in Huaxia, out of the ordinary, no one can stand out, 80 years of crisscrossing the rivers and lakes, known as the "Nangong Sword God". And this old man is very strange, he never accepts apprentices, even those who can enter the three groups of Longting Heaven and Earth People can't enter his magic eyes, I didn't expect him to fall in love with Wu Fan.

This is a world-famous teacher, a famous family, and a famous school...... What does this mean, Yang Fuqin knows very well, Nangong Jian is the elder of the Dragon Court, and the word "Dragon Court" may only be known to one in ten thousand people in this world, but what does this brand mean? What will it bring to his son? Yang Fuqin knows very well. As long as Wu Fan becomes Nangong Jian's apprentice, entering the Dragon Court is just around the corner. Although the old lady is the rotating elder, and she has hinted just now that she doesn't want Wu Fan to join in, Yang Fuqin doesn't know the reason, it is very likely that her mother's resentment against her husband has not been resolved, and she is angry with Wu Fan, so she doesn't let him join. However, when her husband left her, he said that they must let their son enter the Dragon Court, which is the most direct way to leave this world and enter the True Xuan Realm, based on this reason, Yang Fuqin regardless of whether her mother opposes it or not, she will let Wu Fan enter the Dragon Court and embark on a path of infinite ascension. Now, Nangong Jian is undoubtedly an opportunity.

"Uncle Nangong, do you really want Xiao Fan to become your personal disciple?" Yang Fuqin asked very seriously.

"Yes. Nangong Jian nodded seriously.

"I am very happy to be a disciple of Uncle Nangong, niece, but what I say does not represent Xiao Fan, I need his approval, and his father wants him to enter the Dragon Court the most. ”

"Haha, I just need your attitude, you can rest assured that it is enough to hand him over to me, and you will leave the rest of the matter alone. According to Xiao Fan's current performance, it is not very difficult to join the Dragon Court. Your mother doesn't agree with this, but I have my own way, and I don't necessarily have to go the selection route. If we can't enter the three groups of heaven, earth and man, we can save the country with curves. ”

Nangong Jian was very happy, as if a stone had fallen to the ground in his heart, he glanced at Dongfang Yi stupidly, with a hint of pride in his eyes.

Yang Fuqin needs Nangong Jian's last sentence, as long as Nangong Jian's words are spoken, it is a sure thing, and she naturally will not have other opinions.

Dongfang Yi smiled noncommittally, "Old guy, you are too complacent, I'll wait and see, do you think Xiaofan can accept you?"

"Old girl, just wait and see. Three years later, Wu Fan will definitely be able to defeat the two scorching suns of your Dongfang family. ”

"Three years, old fellow, you are laughing! Those two scorching suns are about to leap into the eighth layer of true qi, Wu Fan is only the fourth layer now, three years to catch up with them, is it possible?"

"What about the eighth layer? Xiao Fan didn't take any medicine, but the true qi that he had accumulated solidly, and the degree of strength was no less than that of anyone else. He can enter the fifth layer at any time now, if there is my guidance and elixir to promote it, there is no pressure to reach the seventh layer in three years, you just wait and see!"

“......”

The two old men are old friends for decades, and the bickering is not a day or two, at this time Yang Fuqin can't interject, and she doesn't want to interject, she knows the godmother's character best, and she also understands that the godmother will never stand by and watch Xiaofan's jokes at a critical moment.

"Godmother, Uncle Nangong, don't talk about it. Xiao Fan's girlfriend was taken away by the people of Jiuyinmen in Yandang Mountain, I remember that Uncle Nangong seems to be quite familiar with Jiuyinmen, if you have time, can you ......"

"Jiuyinmen?haha, little girl, you are looking for the right person, I am very familiar with the head of Jiuyinmen, and I also know the patriarch of the Yandang Mountain, tell me where they settled in the East China Sea, and I will go for a run." Nangong Jian waved his hand inadvertently, as if to say that it was a trivial matter, and this matter would be handed over to him