"Of course we have to practice until tomorrow morning, so go and call the next person!" the Cang family ancestor urged.

At this time, he was in a good mood, and no one was allowed to dampen his mood.

The Cang family alchemist nodded and glanced at the list of serial numbers. He was about to call someone when he heard the Cang family member who had just been stabbed like a hedgehog strongly requesting: "I'll go, let me go and call. I just want to leave. By the way."

Called."

After saying that, he looked at the Cang family alchemist eagerly, as if he was afraid that he would snatch it from him.

The Cang family alchemist twitched the corner of his mouth and said to himself, "You want to see others suffer misfortune, right?"

Tsk tsk!

What a sense of brotherhood!

"Okay, you go ahead and call me!" After a moment of silence in his heart, the Cang family alchemist agreed.

This Cang family member was actually quite afraid that the Cang family alchemist would regret it, so he endured the pain in his body and trotted all the way to call for help.

Soon, someone was called.

Equally confused and confused.

"Ancestor, what are your orders?" The second person from the Cang family who was summoned, after being confused, said to the ancestor of the Cang family respectfully.

"Sit down." The Cang family ancestor said.

The man quickly sat down obediently, with a blank expression on his face.

It wasn't until a silver needle pierced his chest that he shouted in panic: "Ancestor, what mistake did I make to deserve such punishment?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? I am giving you acupuncture!" After hearing this, the ancestor of the Cang family became stern and said in a bad mood.

"Acupuncture?" The man blinked, his expression still confused, and the bursts of pain coming from his chest made his little face turn as white as paper.

However, he did not dare to move or speak much, so he could only endure it.

When needles are inserted into one's body one after another, the pain will definitely be doubled.

Cold sweat was dripping down his forehead.

When the elder Cang took a look, he simply held down the man's shoulders and blocked his mouth with a rag to prevent the man from running away in pain or screaming. That would ruin the ancestor's interest, okay?

The poor and unlucky second member of the Cang family: "..." What are you doing?

Bear with it!

Elder Cang gave the man a wink.

Can that person not bear it?

But, it hurts so much!

Elder Cang said with his eyes again, "I understand. I was in so much pain that I almost died."

Unlucky guy No. 2 of the Cang family: "..."

An hour later, this unspeakable torture finally ended.

The unlucky guy No. 2 of the Cang family had tears in his eyes, feeling as if he had been reborn!

It's really not easy.

And just like Unlucky Guy No. 1, after hearing that his ancestor wanted to continue looking for someone to practice his skills, he volunteered to deceive Unlucky Guy No. 3.

On this day, the Cang family ancestors used a total of about fifteen Cang family members as guinea pigs.

Every little white mouse was deceived by the previous little white mouse.

After arriving, they knew what terrible things they were about to face.

Moreover, adhering to the idea of ​​sharing blessings and sharing hardships, they very much hope that other Cang family members can also enjoy the same treatment as themselves. Therefore, when they ask the next person to be the guinea pig, they all have a tacit understanding.

Didn't tell them why they came.

Anyway, you will know sooner or later, right?

On this day, the ancestor of the Cang family practiced with high morale and was in a particularly happy mood.

He stayed up all night and was in a state of excitement.
Chapter completed!