CHAPTER XLIV

The veins and bones were still being extracted, and the room was filled with the strange fragrance left by the aura used by the Feng Ce Feast, and the stronger the fragrance was, the more it could prove how strong the aura used by the Feng Ce Feast was, and at the same time, it could also know how much pain Qi Ling had endured.

"Ahh Master... And also... A few stitches..."

The pain in Qi Ling's upper body was so intense that he gradually became numb, he felt that the Feng Ce Feast Needle had reached his waist, and his half-drooping eyes looked at the needles in his lower body, wondering when it would end.

“... It's almost there, and there are still more than thirty stitches. ”

Feng Cefang listened to Qi Ling's intermittent words, squinted at Qi Ling's side face, saw the bangs soaked in sweat, the tired look and dry lips, Feng Cefeng secretly laughed, and slowly answered Qi Ling's question, and increased the aura in his palm in vain, since Qi Ling wanted to end it quickly, then speed up.

Woohoo –

The aura of the wind feast rioted, all injected into the long needle, surging along the long needle that had been connected, extending to the long needle that had not been connected, the speed was more than twice as fast as just now, connecting two long needles in one minute, and after half a pillar of incense, all the long needles in Qi Ling's upper body had been connected.

The connection of the long needle accelerated, and the pain on Qi Ling's body inevitably increased, Qi Ling felt that the long needle in his body was like a long blade digging into his body, touching all the pain nerves in his body, and torturing himself to the point that he could not speak, like a punishment, punishing his body until it collapsed.

Woohoo –

Feng Ce went down to the bottom of the pool and injected the aura into the first injection of Qi Ling's lower body, he thought that Qi Ling could already bear this level of pain, and he vigorously urged the aura to enter the body at the beginning, wanting to enter the next step as soon as possible.

The lower body has not experienced the pain of the upper body, the difference is obvious, the wind and the feast will be very high, Qi Ling's tired eyes are immediately energetic, stunned, feeling a fishy smell in the mouth, relaxed lips instantly spit out the mouthful of blood that could not be held back into the poison pool, the voice is crisp.

Hearing this, Feng Ce's eyes widened, and his other hand immediately activated his aura, waving it towards the blood that was about to fall into the pool, leaving it elsewhere.

"Don't pollute my poison pool, or the process will be wasted. ”

Feng Cefang entered the aura with one hand, grabbed Qi Ling's face with the other, looked at Qi Ling with a vicious expression, and said.

Qi Ling's half-drooping eyes looked at Feng Cefang's face full of anger, and he didn't make a sound, the pain in his whole body made Qi Ling no longer have the strength to squeak, he could only endure it silently.

Feng Cefang put aside Qi Ling's face, ignoring Qi Ling's feelings, and focused on the long needle in Qi Ling's lower body, eager to end this initial process immediately.

The second half of the Feng Ce Feast proceeded very quickly, and it was completed before half a pillar of incense, and he didn't let Qi Ling have a chance to relax, and immediately started the second part.

Feng Cefeng looked at Qi Ling's left arm, and then looked at the long needles on the arm, and the three fingers of his right hand held the top of the arm with a needle, and then injected the dark purple aura into the needle, when Feng Cefeng felt that this aura penetrated all of Qi Ling's left arm, Feng Cefeng quickly left the needle and pulled the aura back, and in an instant, all the aura of Qi Ling's entire left arm was driven and sucked out, dark purple and black jade aura blended, and the color was turbid.

“... Wind Master... Stop..."

The aura was not used by himself, it was forcibly pulled out, what is the difference between this and the separation of flesh and blood, Qi Ling's face was distorted, and he wanted to make Feng Cefang stop.

Feng Cefeng ignored Qi Ling's request, and after bringing out this turbid aura, his left hand immediately pulled out the long needle on Qi Ling's left arm continuously.

The moment the vein was sealed, Qi Ling felt that his left arm was unconscious, as if he had broken it, and his expression was a little panicked.

Feng Cefang threw aside the turbid aura in his right hand, swirled around his palm, and quickly pulled the poison in the poison pool into his palm, and quickly pulled out all the needles on Qi Ling's left arm with his left hand and then reversed them.

The technique of the wind feast is fast, when Qi Ling has not felt the previous pain, it changes to the next pain, Qi Ling's tired eyes never leave the hand of the wind feast, and he wants to record the technique of the wind feast, but the hand speed of the wind feast is as fast as a shadow, and Qi Ling can't remember it.

The acupuncture action of the Feng Ce Feast continued, occurring on Qi Ling's right arm, body, left leg and right leg, and after a stick of incense passed, this set of acupuncture ended on Qi Ling's body.

"Whew... How are you, can you still hold on?" Feng Cefang exhaled, a little tired, and then asked Qi Ling.

Hearing this, Qi Ling slowly moved his neck, stretched out his half-drooping eyelids, and stared at Feng Cefang with plain and colorless eyes for a while, before slowly nodding in response to Feng Cefang's words.

Seeing this, Feng Cefang also made eye contact with Qi Ling, and after getting Qi Ling's response, Feng Cefeng nodded casually, walked towards the wooden cabinet, and took out dozens of long needles from it.

Feng Cefeng took the needles and turned around and returned to Qi Ling's side, and put the needles in front of Qi Ling, acting as if it was deliberate.

Qi Ling raised his gaze and saw the long needles in Feng Cefang's hand, his eyes stopped instantly, everything was not over yet!

Moreover, Qi Ling also found that the diameter of these long needles was larger than the previous one, what is Feng Cefang for, is it to increase poison or kill people?!

"Wind Master... Can you do it again tomorrow... Try... My body has... I don't feel it..."

"It's a process that needs to be done in one breath, and you just hold on and the last few stitches. ”

Qi Ling looked at the Feng Ce feast with mournful eyes, begging, but the Feng Ce feast had no intention of ending, and after the words, he had already moved to Qi Ling's left hand and immediately pricked the needle.

"Ahh

Feng Ce's set of needles is "bone extraction", he pierced five long needles into the front of Qi Ling's five fingers, Qi Ling's pain suddenly came in his hand, Qi Ling didn't hold back, let out a long wail, and the sound resounded throughout the house.

Feng Cefeng glanced at Qi Ling, and pierced the long needle to Qi Ling's elbow, shoulder, and the top of his spine, and after the left arm was tied, the right arm was repeated, and then the spine went down, pelvis, knees, calf bones, and soles, Feng Cefeng pierced it one by one, Qi Ling was so painful that his body trembled, and he was silent, and Feng Cefeng did not have a word of comfort, and always concentrated on the work in his hands.

Woohoo –

After the needle was pricked, Feng Cefeng circulated the action just now, using his own aura to bring out the poison in Qi Ling's bones, and then pulled out the needle to seal the vein, poured the poison into the poison pool, and then changed the needle method to slow down the flow of Qi Ling's blood, but this time the process was a little long, and it took half an hour to complete, Feng Cefeng suspected that Qi Ling's body had too much poisonous aura, and he even suspected that Qi Ling had violated his words and had eaten poison to get here, although he didn't ask to understand, but Feng Cefeng was still angry in secret.

After everything was over, Qi Ling had already entered a state of shock, after all, he didn't use anesthesia or anything like that to reduce the pain, it was normal to pass out, fortunately, he passed out in the last few moments, otherwise he would have to give up his efforts if he fainted earlier, and the blood in the coma state was different from the state when he was awake, and he might have to start over, and he didn't want to start over again.

"Heh, looking at Qingqing Xiuxiu, innocent appearance, I thought it would really be peaceful, I didn't expect it to be a little brainy, but it is dangerous to understand too many things. ”

Feng Cefang snorted coldly, looked at Qi Ling in a coma, and let out contemptuous words, and then slowly grabbed Qi Ling's long hair, and fiercely pressed Qi Ling's head into the poison pool, over and over again, even when he was unconscious, Feng Cefang did not let go, his heart was really not as kind as his face.

"No matter how smart you are, you don't want to be controlled by me later, when I inject more poison, the entire Eight Desolation Scorpions in the Night Forest are mine, hum!"

Feng Cefeng tortured Qi Ling enough, so he pulled out all the needles, soaked Qi Ling in the poison pool, ignored it, muttered a few words and sat down in his seat, waiting for Qi Ling to wake up, everything was under the control of Feng Cefeng...

[To be continued....]