The white mouse No. 17 was about to vomit blood due to the friendly singing of Feng Qiyue and Elder Feng.

"You can do it! Come on!" Rat No. 17 roared.

"Hey, I can do this and I won't do it. Why should I be a guinea pig for your ancestors?" Elder Feng said in anger.

Rat No. 17: "..." Then he is willing to be a guinea pig?

"Damn it, what are you talking about?" He yelled again.

"With pleasure." Elder Feng continued to stimulate.

The white mouse on the 17th was furious. He frowned and wished he could have a fight with Elder Feng.

But Elder Feng ignored him, which made him very bad-tempered and uncomfortable.

"Hey, you old phoenix, are you going to fight with me?" Mouse No. 17 challenged.

"It's just you? Your ancestors are even equal to mine. What qualifications do you, a little mouse, have for me to take action? You are too weak." Elder Feng glanced at little white mouse No. 17 and continued to dislike him.

Rat No. 17: "..." Is he weak?

Damn it, he is at the level of a god, okay?

The ancestor of the Cang family was also particularly dissatisfied, "Just talk about him, what are you doing with me? I am tied with you because my strength has not been fully restored. Otherwise, how could you be my opponent?"

"Oh, when will you recover?" Elder Feng asked with a half-smile.

"Just wait, I will definitely not let you go when the time comes." The ancestor of the Cang family said fiercely.

"Okay, I'll wait, I will wait and see." Elder Feng said with great joy.

The ancestor of the Cang family made trouble and asked for trouble.

Little guinea pig No. 17 actually couldn't get a word in.

At this time, Feng Qiyue saw the opportunity and held the wrist of the ancestor of the Cang family, "Now is the time."

The ancestor of the Cang family looked at the silver needle stuffed in his hand with a blank look on his face. That hand was controlled by Feng Xiyue to pierce the silver needle into the left rib of mouse No. 17.

Ancestor of the Cang family: "!!!" Why is the acupuncture location different?

But before he could ask, he saw that the white mouse No. 17 actually fell softly on the chair, so it was convenient for the injection.

"Girl, didn't you poke your chest before?" Only then did the Cang family ancestor have the opportunity to ask.

"What do you mean poking the chest? That's called acupuncture." Feng Qiyue rolled her eyes at the other person, corrected, and then explained, "This junior in your family is too nervous. I finally distracted myself by bickering with Elder Feng. Of course I

He has to cooperate, and lowering the needle to this position can make him completely relaxed. See how relaxed he is now?"

Ancestor of the Cang family: "..." It's quite relaxing.

Rat No. 17, who was leaning softly on the chair, was furious after hearing this.

Relax?

Damn it, is he relaxing?

He obviously can't move!

Just when White Mouse No. 17 was about to open his mouth to defend himself, Feng Qiyue took the Cang family ancestor's wrist and started to move again.

This time, the needle was placed in the throat.

I didn't follow the original order of acupuncture.

The Cang family ancestor was a little confused.

"Girl, why don't you follow the order?" the Cang family ancestor asked angrily.

"Afraid that he will be too noisy, I will silence his voice first." Feng Qiyue said calmly.

Rat No. 17: "..." I'll go! This is too much!

No wonder you are speechless?

The ancestor of the Cang family looked sideways at Feng Qiyue.
Chapter completed!