Duan Tianya was lying on the bed. He raised his head slightly and looked at the twelve shining needles. He sighed and smiled bitterly. He was really suffering!
What made him even more depressed was that each of these twelve golden needles was a 'Middle-grade' weapon, which was refined by him after he came back with Zhan Feng yesterday. At that time, he didn't know why Zhan Feng wanted him to make such fine needles. He didn't expect that the first person to test the needles was him, the creator. He really picked up a stone and threw it at his own feet!
Looking at the messy 12 needles around his dantian, he couldn't help wondering if he could seal the Evil Blood Evil Qi this way.
"Brat, is it done just by randomly stabbing around like this?" Duan Tianya looked at the needles in his dantia
