Under Chen Feng's command, Old Man Jiang lifted up one of the old master's legs and rolled up his loose trouser legs.
Seeing the old man's legs and feet under his clothes, the onlookers couldn't help but take a breath.
I saw the exposed legs, all over, as black as dead wood, covered with dense holes.
It was like a piece of rotten wood was gnawed by countless insects and ants.
Strangely, there was no bloody, water, poisonous pus or other things flowing out between the holes.
Seeing the old father's legs look like this, Old Man Jiang couldn't help but his eyes turned red, and he suppressed his grief and said, "Dad... Mr. Jiang, how did you do your legs?"
This question is also something that others want to ask.
Such a disease makes the scalp numb and it's so scary!
Old Master Jiang did not answer, but opened his eyes and looked at Chen Feng meaningfully.
Chen Feng knew what he meant and said lightly: "I naturally know the source of this disease. Who should I bring a glass bottle!"
Seeing Chen Feng's gaze looking at him, Jiang Guodong frowned, but he quickly took a glass teacup as he said.
Chen Feng held the teacup in one hand and the silver needle in the other hand, and his fingers popped out repeatedly.
This time, the silver needles are not three or five, but a total of thirty-six.
It was all tied to the slender and dry legs, and at first glance, it was dense.
With his strength soaring, Chen Feng's methods are naturally more clever.
Things that were difficult to display before were easy to use now.
I saw him wave his hand and an invisible energy emitted. The impact of the silver needle trembled and buzzed.
The next moment, the strange phenomenon of the Four Symbol Xuanmen Needle reappears!
The situation has come to this point, it’s not over yet!
Chen Feng popped out several qi and penetrated into the other party's legs. He held the glass cup with the lid in his hand, staring at a place on his legs, as if waiting for something to come out.
Everyone was curious and got closer and closer.
Even the old man widened his eyes at this moment, staring at his legs, and his heart was extremely nervous.
Seeing everyone surrounding him and the light became dim, Jiang Guodong had no choice but to open the ceiling inside the house.
Swish!
Just as the lights were on, Chen Feng suddenly slapped the old man's knee with a palm and shouted lightly.
"The little insect, I won't come out at this moment, when will I wait!"
As his palm fell, the old man's legs trembled violently, and a sharp scream appeared faintly, followed by a strange insect with black wings all over, like a maggot, with a pair of black wings on his body drilled out of a hole.
Chen Feng saw clearly, his eyes were quick and his hands were quick. He copied the tea cup and quickly covered the lid.
I saw that the bug had been put into the cup, like a butterfly or a fly, and it looked inexplicably disgusting and disgusting.
"What is this? Have you been staying in the old man's flesh and blood all the time?"
Old Man Jiang's scalp was numb, his mind was trembling, and he asked subconsciously.
"That's right, the old man can't walk around because of this thing! He eats flesh and blood and destroys nerves. I didn't expect that there are still people who will drive this kind of insect now!"
Chen Feng's eyes flashed and moved from the insect to the old man's leg.
"How about it, old man, do you feel it?"
As the insects left, blood and pus flowed out from the holes on their legs, emitting a fishy and unpleasant smell.