Zhenren Long Yao nodded and said, "Don't worry, I'll help you untie the flying needle. You can relax as much as possible later, and you will be fine soon."
Such a kind and friendly look made Takagaki Zheng feel much more relieved and he immediately thanked him repeatedly.
Then, Zhenren Long Yao took out a cloth bag from his body, put it next to the tray, and opened it carefully, but when he saw it, there were a row of silver needles, about hundreds of which were of varying lengths.
Hei Xiaose did not go out with Ge Yu, but stayed here for Zhenren Long Yao to protect the Dharma.
He saw Zhenren Long Yao take out a row for a while, and then asked curiously: "Minister Long Yao, this guy is so miserable, do you still want to get an injection on him?"
"No, I plan to give the other party a flying needle to the other party when fighting in the air. This is called using the way of the person to treat the person." Zhenren Long Yao said with a smile.
The next moment, Zhenren Long Yao stopped talking. He took out a white bone from his body, placed it on a tray, and then cut his fingers with a knife, dripped two drops of blood on the white bone, and cut Gao Yuanzheng's fingers, and dripped his blood on the white bone.
Hei Xiaose glanced at the white bone, and it looked a bit like a human skull.
He was also very curious that Zhenren Long Yao gave the savior a flying needle to the savior.
After doing all this, Zhenren Long Yao closed his eyes again, pressed Gao Yuanzheng's forehead with one hand, and placed the other hand on the white bone to show off, and muttered something again.
Accompanied by the sound of Zhenren Long Yao chanting the spell, but when Gao Yuanzheng let out a wailing sound again, the next moment, Hei Xiaose widened his eyes and saw that from Gao Yuanzheng's body, to be precise, several iron needles suddenly emerged from under his skin, slowly left his body, floated into the air, and then landed in the tray.
In a few minutes, dozens of iron needles emerged from Gao Yuanzheng's body, some from his chest, and some from his arms or neck. The black little color was a little chilling.
No one can offend the savior. The consequences are really terrible.
When the iron needles on Gao Yuanzheng's body were almost taken out, Zhenren Long Yao opened his eyes again, and Gao Yuanzheng fell to his head and fell asleep.
Since the flying needle on his body has been degraded, the next step is to lower the head-down master who has lowered his head and lowered the flying needle.
This process will not be so easy. Zhenren Long Yao said before that the cultivation of a person who has declined is not inferior to his.
In fact, Zhenren Long Yao’s cultivation is not very high and he has not yet reached the Ghost Fairyland.
This time, Zhenren Long Yao first took out a short knife and cut the palm of his hand. The blood suddenly flowed out, and then sprinkled the blood flowing out of the palm of his hand on the iron needles.
But seeing that Long Yao Zhenren was muttering again, he quickly pinched the magic trick with his hands. As he stretched out his two fingers, pointed in the direction of the iron needles, and placed them in the tray. Three or four of the iron needles taken out of thin air suddenly disappeared out of thin air.
After a while, the silver needles in the tray became fewer and fewer, and they flew out one by one.
But the black little girl's eyes kept staring at the silver needles. Zhenren Long Yao just hooked his fingers, and the silver needles disappeared.
Just as Hei Xiaose was watching Long Yao cast the spell with all his attention, suddenly, Mrs. Gao appeared in the bedroom. He was holding a tray in his hand, and there were two pots of hot tea in the tray, and walked straight towards Hei Xiaose.
Hei Xiaose couldn't help but look at Mrs. Gao for two more times.
Although Mrs. Gao is still in her forties, she has fair skin and beautiful appearance, and is very charming. She is a type that is very popular with the black color.
The main reason is that Mrs. Gao is in her early thirties and has a pair of peach blossom eyes. When she came in, she smiled at Hei Xiaose and said, "You are both thirsty, I have made two pots of tea for you."
Hei Xiaose suddenly felt energetic, nodded repeatedly, and said, "I came just right, I am indeed a little thirsty."
As he said that, he reached out his hand.
Mrs. Gao handed a cup of hot tea to Hei Xiaose, patted Hei Xiaose's hand, and smiled and said, "Drink slowly, it's a bit hot."
"Thank you, Madam." Hei Xiaose gave a charming look at Madam Gao.
He naturally knew what Mrs. Gao was, and stole a man with Gao Yuan Zheng on his back.
But this does not hinder Hei Xiaose. It is better to steal others than to steal him.
After handing a cup of tea to Hei Xiaose, Mrs. Gao quickly walked towards Zhenren Long Yao who was casting spells again.
Hei Xiaose was stunned and quickly stood up and said, "Don't go over, he won't drink water!"
Zhenren Long Yao was fighting with the sect master outside, which was the most critical time. He was most afraid of others disturbing him at this time.
However, as soon as Hei Xiaose got up, Mrs. Gao not only did not stop, but also walked a few steps towards Zhenren Long Yao. She quickly picked up the cup of hot tea and splashed directly into Zhenren Long Yao's face.
Seeing this scene, Hei Xiaose was stunned.
Soon, Hei Xiaose understood that it must be Chen Zebing's men who instructed Mrs. Gao to do this, with the purpose of stopping Long Yao from casting spells.
Once the casting of the spell ends halfway, Zhenren Long Yao will inevitably suffer a great backlash.
This cup of hot hot water fell on Zhenren Long Yao's face. Zhenren Long Yao's mouth twitched twice, and he didn't move.
Next, Mrs. Gao actually raised the tray in her hand and smashed it directly into Zhenren Long Yao's head.
At this time, Hei Xiaose quickly stepped up and kicked Mrs. Gao away with one kick.
Mrs. Gao let out a muffled groan, and the man directly hit the wall and fell to the ground and stopped moving.
"Little Langshu! I almost touched your words!" Hei Xiaose cursed.
When he turned to see Zhenren Long Yao, he saw that Zhenren Long Yao's face changed drastically, and a thin bloodline began to flow out from the corner of his mouth.
The cup of hot water poured on his face still distracted Zhenren Long Yao.
Hei Xiaose was very upset. He didn't take Mrs. Gao to heart just now, and he didn't expect that he would suddenly attack Zhenren Long Yao.
Chapter completed!