"Don't just use it as a gimmick. It will be wonderful if you shoot yourself in the foot."
Mu Yan sneered and mocked her and said, "Some people are pretending, don't get slapped in the face when the time comes."
Hearing this, he looked back and was not angry.
She lightly opened her red lips and said with a disdainful attitude: "If it is true or false, Miss Mu will know after reading it."
As she spoke, she unfolded the cloth bag in her hand.
Neat rows of silver needles of different lengths and models stood out in front of everyone.
Mr. Watanabe sat cross-legged, and Xia Yuwan inserted the silver needles into the parts of his body one by one.
As soon as the injection was administered, Mr. Watanabe felt that his head was going to explode, his scalp was numb, blood began to flow backwards all over his body, and his meridians were burning with pain.
It seems that he underestimated Xia Yuwan!
I also underestimated the Bai family¡¯s unique skill of Nine Turns and Thirteen Needles.
It¡¯s so painful.
Bai Mingyao's eyes were always fixed on Xia Yuwan's methods, and his eyes were as shocked as Mr. Watanabe who was undergoing torture.
No, this is not nine turns and thirteen stitches.
It¡¯s a new needle technique that he has never seen before.
When did his little niece create her own set of acupuncture techniques?
It really surprised him.
changed.
??Everyone saw that Ye Yunfeng's face, which was not fair at all, began to turn light blue at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The veins on the man¡¯s broad forehead stood out, twisting like thick earthworms, and the wrinkles on his forehead were wrinkled.
Big beads of sweat fell, "tick tocktick tock", soaking the white shirt on his chest, and the colors became different shades.
The muscles on the clenched arms are tight, and the lines are smooth and graceful, giving people a sense of strength.
Ye Yunfeng felt as if his body was being roasted on top of magma and would evaporate in the next second. The pain was so painful that even breathing was so laborious.
However, he has always been a soldier. He can still remain calm in the face of life and death. When faced with the excruciating pain caused by this poison, he can only maintain his appearance and not scream out.
"Well¡¡"
Seeing his uncomfortable look, Xia Yuwan felt more and more guilty. When she injected the mustache with revenge, she also used a little more force.
"Hiss~"
"Ah, I'm sorry, Mr. Watanabe. I haven't used these things for a long time, so I can't help but feel a little unsure about the strength."
The Japanese mustache was not feeling well at the moment. He felt that his meridians were being broken and bitten.
¡°What the hell did Xia Yuwan do to him?
Why, as if his entire soul was about to be torn apart, he sat cross-legged on the ground, making seals with his hands.
His strange appearance surprised everyone.
What is he doing?
Draw a big talisman?
But the insiders have seen the clues. This is Zhuyoushu, the oldest curse method in Japan.
In the beginning, it was a primitive way of praying for blessings. Later, due to conflicts among the gods within the sect, it was divided into many factions.
Among them, the black-clad Zhu Yushi from the Edogawa area is the most famous.
So Ito Watanao is trying to use this ancient method to transfer the pain in his body to others to relieve his own pain.
On Young Master Jiang's side, Xia Yuwan picked up the silver needle and walked towards him step by step. A pair of small white hands, as white as jade, gently pressed on his shoulders.
Instructed him to take off his clothes first.
Undress?
Ye Yunfeng had an awkward look on his face. He thought he couldn't do this kind of thing like taking off his clothes in public.
Xia Yuwan immediately yelled at him angrily, her apricot eyes were clean and clear, she looked at him without any impurities and said: "Why do men have to be coy when doing things? Come on."
Ye Yunfeng subconsciously touched his nose after being "taught a lesson" by her, and his mind couldn't help but recall the scene when she treated him last time.
It¡¯s the same as it is now.
¡°As expected, Miss Xia is Miss Xia, and her personality will not change even if she loses her memory.
His big, knuckled hand touched the edge of his tie and gently pulled it, causing the originally perfectly and dignified tie to become messy.
He unbuttoned the buttons of his white shirt one by one and took off his clothes, revealing his muscular upper body.
His movements were slow, and the process was full of elegance and abstinence, which made many female audience members blush with embarrassment.
Young Master Ye is so handsome.
You are in good shape too!
¡°One, two, three¡seven, eight¡look at people, even if they have been disabled for so many years, they still have eight-pack abs.
Look at your boyfriend next to you who is as stupid as a pig. He doesn¡¯t have a single abdominal muscle and is still using King Pesticide.
Hey, is it too late to change your boyfriend now?
Xia Yuwan held a medium-length silver needle and inserted it into various acupuncture points on his body lightly and quickly.
After a while, I saw that Ye Shao¡¯s back was covered with silver needles. The pretty boy turned into a hedgehog in an instant.
And a wisp of white smoke came out from the top of the silver needle, slowly rising in front of their eyes.
At the same time, Ye Shao's face also changed from cyan to dark cyan at a speed visible to the naked eye. The pain coming from his body was so uncomfortable that his eyes became weak.
Because the suppressed snake corpse Gu in his body became active, Ye Yunfeng's face became distorted due to pain and lost its original beauty.
His painful appearance made many people feel distressed, but these many people did not include his sister, Ye Yunzhu.
The expression on the latter's face is completely unlike the expression that a younger sister should have.
She just sat on the chair and watched quietly, as if the person suffering on the stage was someone who had nothing to do with her.
In comparison, what she was more curious about was Xia Yuwan.
¡°I didn¡¯t expect that even though she was several years younger than me, she would have such wonderful medical skills.
At the judges' table, Zhu Sha and Bai Mingyao were equally serious, staring at Xia Yuwan's every move.
After a while, I heard Zhu Sha¡¯s lazy voice and asked casually: ¡°Uncle Jiu, how do you think Xia Yuwan¡¯s skills compare to yours?¡± (Remember this website¡¯s website address: www.hlnovel.com