Rat No. 16 didn't react in time and almost fainted from anger.

but...

Why doesn't it hurt?

He confirmed again and again, and was extremely sure that the needle the old Phoenix was holding just now had indeed penetrated his body.

It really doesn’t hurt!

Immediately, he looked at the confident old Phoenix again and howled.

You have to scream even if it doesn't hurt.

We cannot let our ancestors lose face!

After all, he is the most loyal licking dog of our ancestors, and he must not let his ancestors down!

With this idea in mind, Rat No. 16 screamed even more energetically.

"What are you howling for? Does it hurt you?" Elder Feng asked angrily as he glanced at Mouse No. 16.

"Yeah, it hurts me. It hurts more than the one my ancestors used before!" Mouse No. 16 said.

"Hey, are you admitting that your ancestor's piercing hurt?" Elder Feng said, very good at finding fault.

"I don't have one, and it hurts the most if you prick me." All the mice on the 16th tried their best to defend themselves.

Elder Fengda seemed to be smiling but not smiling, "In this case, I really have to take the blame, otherwise, what an injustice it will be!"

As he spoke, he threatened with a silver needle.

The dazzling silver needle flashed with dazzling white light, and the white mouse No. 16 shivered in the reflection.

His face turned pale, and his body began to tremble involuntarily.

"No! You can't do this. Grandma, help me!" White Mouse No. 16 shouted incoherently.

Feng Qiyue rolled her eyes at him and said nothing.

Elder Feng was afraid that this guy would run away, so he fixed it firmly with one paw, and then used the other paw to stab it hard into the flesh with a needle.

Ouch~

Rat No. 16 screamed.

pain!

It hurts!

Heart-piercing pain!

Tears of pain came out.

Woohoo...

He was wrong, he shouldn't have provoked this old Phoenix.

He regrets it!

However, it's too late.

Elder Feng used a lot of force when inserting the needles at the back. The pain was so painful that the mouse No. 16 would rather die.

By the time all the remaining silver needles in his hand completed their mission of pricking the white mouse No. 16 into a hedgehog, the white mouse No. 16 had already successfully passed out from the pain.

"Girl, my technique is good, isn't it?" Seeing this, Elder Feng also said proudly.

"It's okay, better than the ancestors of the Cang family." Feng Qiyue concluded.

"How is that possible? He stabbed everyone unconscious!" the Cang family ancestor said with an angry look.

"Elder Feng was a bit harsh when he inserted the needle, but there was no problem when delivering the needle, and there was no bleeding." Feng Qiyue explained.

"What's wrong with the blood? I haven't stabbed someone unconscious yet!" the Cang family ancestor said, still quite unconvinced.

"With your technique, this little white mouse would have fainted long ago without having to pierce it all." Feng Qiyue said quietly.

Ancestor of the Cang family: "..." Is it him who is wrong anyway?

The stinky girl really doesn’t look like him at all!

So angry!

Angry as a pufferfish.

"Go and call someone over again. This time, I'll teach you step by step." Feng Qiyue said helplessly after sighing.

"Hand in hand?" the Cang family ancestor was surprised.

"Ancestor of the Cang family, I will teach you how to perform acupuncture step by step. You have to study hard, understand?" Feng Qiyue reminded again with a solemn expression.

"Don't worry, I will take care of it." The ancestor of the Cang family suppressed his impatience and pretended to be well-behaved.

Soon, white mouse No. 17 arrived.
Chapter completed!