C327 Qi-du flying needle

"What did you say?"

Hearing Xiang Anjie's words, Bai Linger who was at the side was stunned.

Xiang Anjie once again used all his strength to raise his left hand, but discovered that it was as if it was broken, and was still hanging down; he basically could not lift it at all. More accurately speaking, he did not feel the sensation of this hand at all.

"This silver needle!"

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