Chapter 935: I Want Your Life

"I, what I want most is your life, what do you say?" said Song Chuyang with a smile.

As soon as he heard Song Chuyang say this, the man's face instantly turned pale.

"I don't dare, I don't dare anymore......" The man had never felt so close to death.

But Song Chuyang did not loosen in the slightest, and the silver needle slowly came to the man's temple.

When the silver needle first touched the man's skin, the air suddenly filled the air with a smell of urine.

It turned out that this man was so frightened by Song Chuyang that he was incontinent.

"Damn, you're so timid, it's just a joke with you, you even pee your pants!" Song Chuyang said disdainfully.

As he spoke, Song Chuyang put away the silver needle in his hand, and the people around him also breathed a sigh of relief.

"He's serious!" Both Master Lu and the silent old man had that feeling at that moment, and the killing intent in Song Chuyang's eyes couldn't be hidden.

At this time, they all knew that Song Chuyang was definitely not a dog that had always been a family, but a grumpy wolf.

"You wait for me!" the man looked at Song Chuyang and said viciously.

"Don't you think it's a pity? Why don't you taste my silver needle again?" Song Chuyang said with a smile.

"No! no!" The man quickly shook his head, and then said with a crying voice, "Second uncle, if you don't care about me anymore, I will die!"

"Don't worry!" the silent old man finally spoke, "Old Lu, this is going to trouble you, I want to chat with Song Xiaoyou!"

Master Lu seemed to have a lot of respect for this silent old man, so he said happily: "Don't worry, I'll leave this matter to me!"

Regarding the two old men's measures to rescue this man, Song Chuyang did not stop him, but a hint of playfulness flashed in his eyes.

"Can anyone unlock my spirit needle lock acupoint?" Song Chuyang laughed in his heart.

Although Master Lu is calm on the surface, Song Chuyang's status in his heart has changed dramatically.

"Song Chuyang, this person really can't be underestimated!" Senior Master Lu thought to himself, "At his age, he will definitely not be able to reach the level of a spiritual needle locking acupoint!" Senior Master Lu thought to himself.

However, although his opinion of Song Chuyang has changed, Master Lu still does not take this method of locking the acupoint of the spirit needle in his eyes.

"Uncle Lu, hurry up, I can't do it!" the man said anxiously.

The tingling pain in his body, combined with the shame caused by the gaffe, made his life like a year.

"It's okay, Uncle Lu is here to help you!" said Master Lu confidently.

Master Lu skillfully tapped his two fingers on the man's body a few times, and then said to Song Chuyang: "You really have some ability, but this definitely doesn't mean that you can go on a rampage!"

In the face of Master Lu's provocation, Song Chuyang just shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

A second, two, three seconds passed......

"You can already move, why are you still here?" said Master Lu looked at the man strangely.

"Uncle Lu, I still can't move!" The man was about to cry, not knowing what to do now.

"How can this be?" Master Lu's originally confident face shattered little by little.

Uncle Lu ordered several more acupuncture points for the man, but the man still did not get any better.

"How could it be?" Master Lu said in disbelief.

"I don't believe in this evil yet!" Mr. Lu began to keep his common sense.

In the end, Master Lu's old face was already covered with sweat, but the man's body did not move at all.

"I'm giving up!Brother Hai, I've failed your trust!" said Master Lu helplessly.

This sentence represents the attitude of Master Lu, who admitted that he lost to Song Chuyang, who was very different in age from himself.

In an instant, everyone's eyes looking at Song Chuyang changed.

When Hai Lao heard this, the whole person was not calm, and hurriedly walked in front of Hai Luoqing.

"Strange, strange!" said the old man with his hand on Hai Luoqing's wrist and a puzzled expression.

"Second uncle, help me!" Hai Luoqing said pitifully.

He really didn't expect that even Master Lu would not be able to save himself.

"I can't help it!" Hai Lao shook his head helplessly.

Who would have thought that the two old men, who can be said to be the top in terms of medical skills, would lose to a hairy boy like Song Chuyang here.

"Song Xiaoyou, I wonder if you can show me the silver needle you had in your hand just now?" Hai Lao suddenly came to Song Chuyang and said sincerely.

"How good is this attitude?" Song Chuyang said with satisfaction, "I'll show you, it's not a valuable thing!"

As soon as Hai Lao saw this silver needle, his body unconsciously began to tremble violently.

"What's the situation, this old man isn't going to die here, right?" Song Chuyang thought with some fear.

"It's Ye Hua Tuo's senior!' It's Ye Hua Tuo's senior!" Hai Lao looked at Song Chuyang excitedly and asked, "I don't know what the relationship between you and Ye Hua Tuo's predecessor is?"

Hai Lao stared at the silver needle in Song Chuyang's hand almost without blinking: "That's it, it's wrong, this must be the rejuvenation needle of Ye Huatuo's predecessors, something I want to see in my dreams." ”

Hai Lao's eyes were faintly filled with tears because of his excitement.

Song Chuyang touched his nose and thought to himself, "Isn't this old man a little too much, isn't it just a silver needle." ”

Thinking about the good things he did with this silver needle every time, Song Chuyang couldn't help but smile secretly.

The others in the principal's office looked at Hai Lao inexplicably, but they were also secretly surprised by Song Chuyang's identity.

Who is Hai Lao? Former chairman of Shengyi Company, and now a veteran figure in Shennongmen.

But because of a silver needle, he cried excitedly, which shows the social status of this silver needle.

Everyone couldn't help but glance at the silver needle in Song Chuyang's hand a few more times, and finally their eyes were fixed on Song Chuyang's face.

Especially Teacher Qiao and Principal Qiao, there is a little more unknown charm in their eyes.

"You...... Who gave you this silver needle?" asked Hai Lao, pointing to the silver needle excitedly.

"Clever old man, who do you think it is?" Song Chuyang frowned and asked rhetorically.

"Ah, it's really Senior Yehuatuo, have you seen Senior Yehuatuo?" asked Hai Lao in surprise.

Song Chuyang glanced at his lips and said helplessly: "Aren't you talking nonsense, I haven't seen him, so where did I get this silver needle?"

Hai Lao nodded, as if he was talking to Song Chuyang, and as if he was talking to himself: "Ye Huatuo's predecessors have words first, whoever can be taught by him in this life, and his attainments are deeper than him, he will give this silver needle to whom." ”

"The old man still said such a thing?" Song Chuyang asked in surprise.