“Sister Qingyi,” Xiaoyou said in a merry mood behind her, “I found a pot full of liquor you want.”

He Danggui pulled out all the silver needles and took back the needle sleeve with her trembling hands. She bitted the posterior alveolar socket and spat out a word from her teeth, “I don’t need it anymore. Take it away.” These silver needles were taken back in a hurry, and they were not placed in order. Therefore, several protruding needle tips were all stabbed on her ...