The little ancestor became emperor after crossing over

Chapter 10 010: Want, what should I do?
Jiang Wenshu hurriedly reprimanded: "Stop!"

But his voice was slow, Jiang Yimin had already shot, and he didn't plan to stop.

Just as everyone was waiting for Jintian to be injured and vomiting blood, they saw that she easily squeezed Jiang Yimin's hand and twisted it at will.

"what……"

The crisp sound of the bones cracking, accompanied by Jiang Yimin's pain, shocked everyone.

Jiang Yimin's cold sweat broke out in pain, his eyes were fierce, and he raised his other hand and punched Jintian.

The terrifying power of that fist torn the air through the wind was such a powerful punch, enough to kill an adult tiger.

Not to mention a slender ordinary girl.

Jin Tian's eyes turned cold, and he was no longer polite. He turned his body slightly, avoiding Jiang Yimin's fist at the same time, and punched him in the ribs, sending the person flying out.

No one noticed, the silver light flashed across Jintian's fist.

Jiang Yimin slammed into the screen more than ten meters away, and even fell to the ground with the screen, suddenly spitting out blood, lying softly, unable to move.

All this happened too fast, and no one expected that things would develop like this. When everyone reacted, everything was settled.

"Bao Qin!"

Jiang Lingyue exclaimed and walked over quickly.

Seeing that Jiang Yimin's face was as pale as snow, he would feel dizzy, and quickly probed for his pulse.

Seeing this scene, Jintian frowned slightly.

Medical skills?
It's really fun.

Jiang Lingyue found out Jiang Yimin's situation, her expression changed slightly, she quickly took out a pill from her purse and stuffed it into Jiang Yimin's mouth.

Only then did he turn his head to look at Jintian, who was still sitting there upright, frowning, and blamed him.

"With three broken ribs, it's not appropriate for you...to put such a heavy hand on a 12-year-old boy? What's more, he is your own brother."

"I...don't have such...sister!" Jiang Yimin spit out another mouthful of blood in a hurry.

Jiang Lingyue quickly held him down: "Bao Qin, don't talk, you're seriously injured."

After the others figured out the situation, their faces sank and looked at Jintian with a hint of disgust mixed with the coldness.

Jiang Wenshu's eyes shot sharply at Jintian, full of stern reprimands.

"What's the matter with you? He's your younger brother. You gave him three broken ribs as soon as you came?!"

Jintian was almost amused by this group of double-standard dogs.

"Brother? Does he think I'm my sister? Are you blind? It's fine if he attacked me first. If I don't fight back, I'll be the one lying on the ground now."

"Then you don't have to be so ruthless, right?" Jiang Fengxing's tone was cold, his eyes were cold, strange and ruthless.

Jintian glanced at Jiang Fengxing with a mocking expression, without talking nonsense with him at all, and looked directly at Jiang Wenshu.

"Prime Minister Jiang, I remember we agreed before that the people in your Prime Minister's Mansion can't interfere in any of my affairs, and our well water will not cause river water."

"You just came to the Prime Minister's Mansion, and your son took the initiative to provoke and act. I just returned it to him, which shouldn't be an exaggeration."

"If you want to get justice for your son and ruin the agreement between us, then I can only leave immediately."

Jiang Wenshu's face was dark and dripping, his brows were twisted tightly, looking at Jintian's eyes, full of disapproval and disappointment.

Is this his daughter?

It's just for debt collection!
But in his heart, his son is naturally inferior to his daughter-in-law.

The most important thing now is the life of my daughter-in-law.

"What the Prime Minister said, it's natural to count. Since Baoqin made the first move, he can't blame you."

When Jintian heard the words, he chuckled lightly: "It is still the Prime Minister who is sensible."

"..." Jiang Wenshu's eyelids jumped, his gloomy handsome face almost collapsed.

Fortunately, at this time, Madam Zhang, who had left, walked in with Changbai Master's apprentice, Fu Yixing.

Jiang Wenshu saw it and immediately greeted him.

"Master Fu, my daughter is back, please help me to see if it works."

What Jiang Wenshu meant, everyone present understood.

Fu Yixing's eyes fell on Jintian, and there was a trace of surprise in his eyes, and then he was calm.

He asked, "Who is this?"

"Yes, this is the daughter I just found."

Jiang Wenshu's tone of voice had a hint of gloom and gnashing of teeth, which made Fu Yixing a little puzzled, and his eyes swept around the two of them.

Jintian glanced at Fu Yixing, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, white skin, bright and sharp eyes, handsome facial features smooth and elegant, but a kind of indifference and calmness.

Around 24, he was wearing a wide-sleeved blue shirt, which made him even more aloof and extravagant.

Fu Yixing said directly to Jintian: "Please stretch out your hand and I will bleed for you. If you are afraid of pain, I can use silver needles to relieve the pain of your acupoints."

Looking at Fu Yixing's serious appearance, Jintian rolled his eyes and pulled up his sleeves, revealing his thin white wrists.

"Then I will trouble Master Fu."

Seeing the girl's calm expression and a faint smile on the corners of her lips, Fu Yixing couldn't help but take another look.

Intuition tells him that this girl is not simple.

The room was full of people standing, only she sat there comfortably and calmly, showing that her character was extraordinary.

Fu Yixing stepped forward and took out a ball of white cloth from a cloth bag.

Placed beside the bed, unfolded, is a row of slender silver needles.

Jintian glanced at it, and his eyes stopped.

This silver needle is pitch-black and has a refreshing aura. At first glance, it is not ordinary. At least it is much better than the silver needle in her lattice space, and it is not a grade at all.

A little excited.

How to do?
Fu Yixing took out the silver needle and stuck three needles on Jintian's wrist.

She immediately felt the range enclosed by the silver needle, and quickly became numb and lost consciousness.

Immediately afterwards, Fu Yixing took out a sharp dagger from the cloth bag, and slashed the blood vessel surrounded by the silver needle.

The movements seem to be neither rushed nor slow, but they are actually quick and neat, but in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Jintian already knew his abilities.

The blood slid down the snow-white wrist and quickly flowed into the small bowl held by Fu Yixing.

During the whole process, Jintian didn't feel any pain.

Everyone stared at her hand, with a solemn and gloomy face, with a bit of anxiety.

If her blood can be used, she is the real daughter of the Prime Minister's residence, so naturally she did not run away.

But if her blood is not enough, it means that Jiang Wenshu has found the wrong person.

Fu Yixing raised his eyes by chance, just in time to see Jintian like an uncle, leisurely admiring everyone's expressions, that leisurely smile, which was as clear and bright as the warm sun, but inexplicably made people feel a little shriveled.

Jintian turned his eyes to Fu Yixing, and met his eyes.

Fu Yixing's eyes froze, and then he looked back as if nothing had happened, as if he was not the one who was caught.

But only he knows.

At the moment when his eyes met, his heart skipped a beat.

It's not the heartbeat, but the aura of a tyrant who is calm and dignified in the depths of those peach eyes.

　Babies who are chasing the article, remember to take the time to re-read the content of the previous chapters [-] to [-]. Xia Xia revised a small part of the content yesterday, and you still have to re-read it.

　　
　
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