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Even a bunch of men couldn't think of a way. A mere girl could do it? Everyone was puzzled and asked, "What method do you have?"

"When I fill her body with thirty-six acupuncture points, she will definitely feel excruciating pain until she wants to die. No matter how tight her mouth was, she still couldn't withstand the pain from my 36 needles. It's just that … Fellow martial artists, please do not say that this little girl would turn a person into a technique! " As he spoke, he flashed a mischievous smile and took out four golden needles.

The moment the crowd saw the golden needle in the woman's hand, they immediately knew who she was. Someone said, "So it's Miss Xia Qianzhen the Little Apricot Immortal! Previously, if our group of men were to spread the rumours that she was being tortured, it would be disgraceful. However, we believe that you have the ability to control your abilities, so how could you lower yourself to such an extent? "

Xia Qianzhen was the prideful disciple of the Divine Doctor Xia Chun, who knew how many people he had saved with his [Gold Needle Art].

"Since that's the case, young lady, you've made up your mind." Xia Qianzhen smiled at the lady and said: "I don't have any grievances with you, so I don't want to make things too difficult for you.

The lady rolled her eyes at Xia Qianzhen, let out a light sigh, and closed her eyes once again.

Xia Qianzhen saw and said softly: Why do you need to go through so much trouble? I also can't bear to hurt you. " He had to personally make a move because he couldn't bear to. Otherwise, it would be a pity to let those barbarian men beat up such a lively and young girl.

Even though he said that, Xia Qianzhen still pierced him with the needle. Beads of sweat the size of grains slowly gathered on the woman's forehead. Her face was deathly pale and her eyes were tightly shut. How pitiful was she?

"Will you tell me?" Xia Qianzhen asked with each needle, each time leaving some room to catch his breath.

Unexpectedly, such a delicate and beautiful woman was actually so strong. Even when a man would cry out in pain when he inserted the golden needle three times, she still didn't make a sound until the sixth needle was inserted.

Xia Qianzhen's eyes had a look of admiration, he raised the seventh needle and asked: "This needle is more painful than the previous six needles, furthermore, this needle will not only hurt but will also drive the numbness around the body, when that time comes, it will also be extremely painful. Miss, please speak!"

The woman bit her lips, blood dripping from them. Sweat poured down her face like rain, and her hair looked as if it was drenched in rain. Her entire body was trembling. If not for the binding, she would have collapsed to the ground.

She then raised her head and smiled mournfully at Xia Qianzhen, her eyes filled with unspeakable bitterness. No one could bear to watch. There were even people who almost begged for mercy for her.

Xia Qianzhen brushed away the pity in his heart and asked: "Miss, if you weren't mute, you would have admitted it obediently! The seventh needle is definitely not something that ordinary people can bear. "

The girl shook her head and closed her eyes. Two streams of clear tears rolled down her cheeks, unspeakably beautiful.

"Are you really mute?" Xia Qianzhen frowned, and used his gaze to ask Hu Heng.

Hu Heng immediately shook her head and said: "I will use my life to guarantee it, this woman is definitely not dumb."

Xia Qianzhen sighed: "Since that's the case, then I'll be offending you!" After saying that, he raised the golden needle and was about to stab down.

In that moment of life and death, he heard a whistling sound. Xia Qianzhen felt a gold needle fly out from his hand and pierced into the wooden board.

The crowd heard a gentle voice in the air, "Using such a method to bully a weak girl, isn't that just making the world laugh?"

When he looked over, he saw a man dressed in yellow clothes standing at the top of a peach blossom, holding a sword in one hand and a sneer on his face with the other. As the wind blew, a faint fragrance drifted in the air. The fragrance of the peach blossoms on the tree was actually incomparable.

"Who is it?" someone asked.

The man chuckled and flew out with a tap of his feet. Stepping on the shoulders of the crowd, he jumped onto the stage, landed beside the woman and said: "Yue Zijun."

"Young Master Youxiang Yue Zijun?" Everyone was surprised to see that the fragrance surrounding his body was indescribably elegant and beautiful. It did not pale in comparison to the girl beside him.

Yue Zijun did not care about the opinions of others, and only knelt down on one knee and asked the lady: "Are you Qian Piaoxue?"

The woman's face was filled with surprise. She was stunned for a long time before she nodded.

Yue Zijun saw that she nodded her head and raised her sword to cut the rope on the lady's body. The girl suddenly fell to the ground as she lost her balance. Yue Zijun immediately pulled her into his embrace.

His movements were quick and continuous, and before the crowd could react, the girl was already in his arms.

"Yue Zijun, what's the meaning of this!" Hu Heng saw that he was about to rush over and stop him, so he asked, "You can say that I know you want to turn you around, why did you save this demoness?"

Yue Zijun replied without a care: "I was asked to do so!"

"She's someone from the Green Isolated Palace!"

"Not anymore." Yue Zijun said: "From the moment she stepped out of the Green Isolated Palace, she was no longer a person of the Green Isolated Palace.

"Even if it's not her, she still knows the location of the Green Isolated Palace!" Hu Heng waved his hand, and everyone under the door surrounded Yue Zijun.

Yue Zijun laughed: "You want to stop me?"

Hu Heng said: "Today, if you leave her here, I, Hu, will treat you as an esteemed guest and treat you well, if not …"

"Hahaha!" Valley Master Hu, everyone knows that the things that my Young Master Youxiang promises others are accomplished without regard for the price.

When everyone heard him, they were stunned. They knew the capabilities and methods of the Young Master Youxiang, and they all tried to guess who would be the one to call him over to save them.

"Aren't you afraid of becoming enemies with the people of this world!?"

"I will do as I say!" [So what if I am against the world? When had he, Yue Zijun, ever reneged on his promise?

Hu Heng ordered: "Capture him!"

However, Yue Zijun remained calm and laughed: "Since I dared to come, I'm not afraid of you guys coming!" With that, he carried Qian Piaoxue and jumped out of the crowd.

When everyone saw that he was about to run after them, they suddenly felt their feet stiffen and were unable to take a single step forward. Everyone broke out in a cold sweat after realizing the change, but no one could move even after trying for so long.

The Young Master Youxiang floated into the distance, his words could be heard floating around with the wind, "All of you have been struck by my half stick incense, you cannot leave within an hour. This fragrance is not poisonous. Once the hour is up, you can freely move about. I also advise everyone not to act rashly. If something goes wrong, I will not be held responsible! "

With that said, everyone began to curse at Yue Zijun, scolding him for his underhanded methods.

Lu Haoran laughed secretly, from the bottom of his heart, he was crying for Young Master Youxiang. If this person was truly despicable and cunning, how could he only burn this half a stick of incense that restricted movement?

He tried to clench his fists and found that he wasn't as immobile as the others. He did not know if it was because he was at the outer area of the crowd, which was very far from Yue Zijun, so the effect of the half a stick of incense was not enough. He tried moving it a few times and found that his hands and feet had become more obedient. He took advantage of the time when everyone around him was distracted to resist him and secretly dived out.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]