As long as the silver needle is taken out, Ye Xiaotong should be able to retrieve her memory.

Of course, these are Yan Feiyang's speculations, and he needs to observe the consequences again.

No matter what happens to Ye Xiaotong, Yan Feiyang will not worry too much. Because with his current internal strength, using any kind of magic is no problem, he can easily restore Ye Xiaotong's realm to its peak.

"It's good. It's good." Yan Wangsun said a few more words and did not speak again, but his expression was obviously very satisfied with the decision of the head of his hometown.

The internal strength of Yan Wangsun has also been restored to most of his life, so it can naturally be seen that Yan Feiyang's current realm has risen to another level.

Yan Feiyang himself may not have noticed that he is already a veritable Six-Meridian Swordsman.

The Six-Meridians in the entire Central Plains could count with two hands, and Yan Feiyang was already one of them.

Between the five meridians and the six meridians, there is not just the simplest thing between heaven and earth.

The peak of the six meridians is already close to the existence of God.

It can be said that there is nothing in this world that the Six-Meridians cannot do.
Chapter completed!