"What?!"

These members of the medicine sect all felt a chill on their necks.

They subconsciously touched the position of their necks, but they didn't touch anything, except for a cold silver needle.

An ancient martial artist in the medicine gate touched the silver needle with his hand, and then he looked at his fingers.

You can even see a ...... on your finger

Chapter Seventy-Seven of "The Best Physiognomy in the City" He Goes Before You! I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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