With the circulation of Sun Jingyi's mental cultivation method, Little Eleven pierced a silver needle into the meridians in Sun Jingyi's chest!
"Ahhhh!!!" Jingyi couldn't help but cry out in pain. In that instant, Jingyi felt as if the energy in her body was boiling, and she was no longer under the guidance and control of her practitioner's arts …
Sun Jingyi subconsciously stopped the circulation of the mental cultivation method, but this did not matter. The silver needle in Sun Jingyi's chest also directly bounced out. Little Eleven was concentrating on the acupuncture, so he did not pay attention to it. The silver needle directly shot into Little Eleven's arm, immediately cutting a wound on Little Eleven's arm.
"F * ck your mother! Bitch! " Little Eleven was instantly angry. She kicked at Sun Jingyi, and it happened to hit Sun Jingyi's lower abdomen! Sun Jingyi screamed in pain and knelt on the ground unnaturally. However, Little Eleven was not satisfied. She kicked at Sun Jingyi's chest. "You motherf * cker, how dare you stab me? I'll kick your boobs until they burst!"
It had to be said that Little Eleven was very vicious. She was also a woman, so she knew which parts of a woman were more vulnerable. She was stabbed by Sun Jingyi, so she crazily retaliated against Sun Jingyi.
"That's enough, Junior Sister. Let's get down to business. Don't kill her!" Little One frowned and had to stop Little Eleven from continuing. If she kicked Sun Jingyi to death, what would happen to Taganlong?
"Hmph!" Only then did Little Eleven stop. However, when she saw that Sun Jingyi was still lying on the ground, she could not help but kick her again. "Hurry up and get up. I didn't use my True Energy just now. Don't pretend to be dead!"
Sun Jingyi was not a cultivator and did not have True Energy to protect her body. It could only be said that her body was slightly stronger than ordinary people, but even so, blood still flowed from the corner of her mouth after being kicked by Little Eleven. She climbed up from the ground with great difficulty. The silver needle connected to Taganlong in Sun Jingyi's hand had already fallen. Little Eleven unceremoniously pulled Sun Jingyi's hand over and directly connected the silver needle to Taganlong's hand!
Taganlong was unconscious and did not feel anything, but Sun Jingyi was very sad, especially when Little Eleven twisted the silver needle on Sun Jingyi's finger back and forth. This way, Sun Jingyi was in even more pain!
However, with the previous lesson, even if Sun Jingyi was in pain, she could only grit her teeth and hold on. Thinking of Han Jingjing's miserable appearance, Sun Jingyi lamented. It seemed that she could not live in one piece after falling into Little Eleven's hands …
However, for Lin Yi's sake, Sun Jingyi had to endure it. She endured the pain and began to circulate the mantra again!
"Ah —" As Little One's silver needle was inserted into Sun Jingyi's chest again, Sun Jingyi screamed, but she did not dare to stop the circulation of the mantra.
"Go f * ck yourself!" Little Eleven slapped Jingyi's face with his palm, and the sound of a slap rang out.
Sun Jingyi took the slap, but she did not dare to make a sound, nor did she dare to resist. She did not even dare to stop the circulation of the mantra. Otherwise, what awaited her would be an even more serious beating!
"Alright, Junior Sister, let's get down to business. If you hit her like this, if she stops the circulation of the mantra, we will have to start all over again!" Little Eleven dissuaded.
Little Eleven nodded. How could she not know this? However, she hit Sun Jingyi entirely out of instinctive jealousy. She was jealous that Sun Jingyi was prettier and had a better figure than her! She wanted to torture Sun Jingyi and torture Sun Jingyi to death!
But thinking of her father's plan, Little Eleven continued to insert the needles, ignoring Sun Jingyi's screams. Instead, she inserted the silver needles into Sun Jingyi's body one after another. Every time she inserted the silver needles, Sun Jingyi screamed!
Sun Jingyi only felt that the Vital Energy in her body was not under her control at all. Instead, it was circulating according to Little Eleven's acupuncture. Suddenly, Sun Jingyi felt that the Vital Energy in her body seemed to be pulled out by a strong force from her palm and transported to the Tagan Dragon's body!
In theory, the Vital Energy in Sun Jingyi's body could not be used by Tagan Dragon. However, under Little Eleven's guidance, it could enter the Tagan Dragon's body. This surprised Sun Jingyi and made the pain of the night wind feel as if a part of her body was being stripped out!
Sun Jingyi's face paled instantly, and her body trembled uncontrollably. It was as if she was on the verge of death, but Little Eleven's needles didn't show any signs of stopping. He continued to move the needles around Sun Jingyi's body, his hands moving all over her body.
Taganlong's pale face, on the other hand, was slowly turning red. Jingyi's pure energy was clearly working on him!
Seeing this situation, a smile appeared on the corner of Little Eleven's mouth. She encouraged Little Eleven. "Junior Sister, continue to work hard. The Tagan Dragon is getting better!"
Little Eleven nodded. She could not care less about torturing Sun Jingyi at this moment. Compared to her, the Tagan Dragon was more important! However, even if she was not deliberately torturing Sun Jingyi, Sun Jingyi was already in great pain.
The pain brought about by this secret technique was inhuman torture. One could imagine what it felt like to have all the blood in a person's body drawn out. Sun Jingyi felt as if the blood in her body was being drawn out. While she was in pain, her life seemed to be gradually fading away …
Little Eleven glanced at Sun Jingyi. She was afraid that she could not hold on any longer, so she said to Little One, "Eldest Senior Brother, give her the Energy Recovery Pill and the Small Rejuvenation Pill!"
"Okay!" Little One quickly took out a bottle, poured out two pills, and stuffed them directly into Sun Jingyi's mouth! The whole process of activating the Healing Pill would last four to five hours. If Sun Jingyi died in the middle of it, all the previous efforts would be wasted!
Little One and Little Eleven only knocked out the important figures of House Sun, but the servants of House Sun did not care. In their eyes, these people were worse than ants. They were microbes, and killing them would dirty their hands.
However, there was a core servant of House Sun who knew Wu Chentian's phone number. So, after House Sun was in trouble, he called Wu Chentian's number!
"Hello? Hello, I'm Wu Chentian. Who are you looking for? "It was an unfamiliar number, so Wu Chentian asked politely after picking up the phone.
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