Seeing that the ancestor of the Cang family was in a good mood, Feng Qiyue couldn't help but curiously asked: "Did anything good happen to the ancestor of the Cang family today? Are you in such a good mood?"

"Haha, girl, do you think I'm in a good mood?" Upon hearing this, the Cang family ancestor couldn't help but ask with some embarrassment.

"Isn't it all written on your face?" Feng Qiyue said.

"Really? Is it that obvious?" The Cang family ancestor couldn't believe it.

"Yes, it's very obvious." Feng Qiyue cooperated.

"Oh, I'm so embarrassed." The ancestor of the Cang family felt shy for a moment.

Feng Qiyue: "..." Stop pretending, are you still embarrassed?

"What's the good thing?" But in order to cooperate with the ancestors of the Cang family, she asked again.

"Girl, I practiced acupuncture all night yesterday, and I made some achievements!" The ancestor of the Cang family finally said truthfully after feeling tired.

"It's really effective? Then do it again in front of me." Feng Qiyue was dubious and demanded.

"No problem, I'll call someone to try the injection on you." The ancestor of the Cang family was confident and satisfied. At the same time, he sent a message to the alchemist of the Cang family and asked him to bring a white mouse.

The Cang family's guinea pig, No. 16, was brought over with a look of ignorance on its face.

The same process, the same confused guinea pig, looks really pitiable!

But the little white mouse was a little excited, thinking that the ancestor called him here, most likely because he had some important instructions. Otherwise, why didn't he call someone else?

"Sit down!" At this time, the ancestor of the Cang family said.

Mouse No. 16 sat down fearlessly and ignorantly.

When the ancestor of the Cang family saw this, he stuck a needle in without saying anything.

that...

Because Feng Qiyue and a certain annoying old phoenix were watching, the ancestor of the Cang family suddenly became nervous when he was applying the thorns, and he became a little more ruthless.

A silver needle was almost completely inserted into the chest of this little guinea pig number 16.

The white mouse No. 16 squealed, foamed at the mouth, and started twitching.

The ancestor of the Cang family very calmly took out the rag and wiped the white rag from the mouth of mouse No. 16, and continued to apply the acupuncture.

Feng Qiyue and Elder Feng, who were watching from the side, were simply stunned after witnessing all this.

I'm going!

This works too!

This is not acupuncture, it is obviously life-threatening, right?

And as the silver needles were inserted one by one, mouse No. 16 screamed in pain!

However, he couldn't move, let alone struggle, and could only hold himself upright.

After being stabbed like this for more than half an hour, Feng Qiyue couldn't stand it any longer, so she took action to stop it.

"What's wrong?" Looking at Feng Qiyue who told him to stop, the ancestor of the Cang family asked in confusion.

"Ancestor of the Cang family, do you always perform acupuncture like this?" Feng Qiyue asked with a dark face, involuntarily wiping the cold sweat from her forehead.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong?" The ancestor of the Cang family blinked and said innocently.

"What do you think?" Feng Qiyue took a deep breath before losing her breath.

"I don't think there's anything wrong. Look, I know every acupuncture point that needs to be inserted. What else could be wrong with this?" the Cang family ancestor said confidently.

"The injection was too harsh!" Feng Qiyue said as a farewell message to the ancestor of the Cang family.
Chapter completed!