It's a pity that he said this late, and in the interval between he said this, the man had already pulled out the silver needle inserted by Doctor Gong.

Divine Doctor Gong immediately panicked and rushed forward to refill a needle.

Unexpectedly, the man's backhand was on the other side of the old man's arm, in the same position on his arm, and he pricked a needle downward, half an inch deeper.

The old man's breath was slammed shut when he was hanging, and then he took another deep breath.

Seeing the old man open his eyes slightly tired, Divine Doctor Gong breathed a sigh of relief and turned to reprimand the man.

"If you don't understand, don't move, this time you will be called a blind cat to meet a dead mouse, what will you do next time?"

The man smiled and let go of the old man's hand. Turning his head to look at the well-dressed Tang Divine Doctor next to him.

"Tang Yuqing, I really didn't expect that you were not good at learning at the beginning, and you are still like this until now, when the thirteen needles of the ghost gate were stolen by you, I thought that you would carry it forward with your skills."

"But I didn't expect that you would cherish your broom and refuse to pass it on to others, and your apprentice only learned some fur!"

"It's good that I didn't choose you as the heir of the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate at the beginning."

As soon as he heard this, Doctor Tang, who had been at peace just now, was stunned for a moment.

He frowned and looked at the person in front of him, wondering.

"Who are you? Did you know me before, or did any elder in your family know me? Xiaoyou, some words have serious consequences, don't you want to spew blood? ”

"My acupuncture technique is also my own originality, I have never heard of any ghost thirteen needles, you are afraid that you have been fooled, right?"

Hearing these questioning words, the middle-aged man laughed, not in a hurry or annoyed, and clapped his hands again and again with sarcasm.

"Okay, you have the ability, I didn't expect that you, a person who sells fame and reputation, even changed his name."

"Then tell me, how many tricks have you learned?"

Without waiting for Doctor Tang to speak, he stretched out a slap and said with a sarcastic smile.

"Five stitches!"

"You're only going to get five stitches because you're only stealing the top half."

Divine Doctor Gong immediately looked at the master with surprise.

Doctor Tang's face was extremely ugly.

The middle-aged man didn't seem to have any intention of arguing with them, but just said calmly to Doctor Gong next to him.

"Dare to use acupuncture, it means that your kid has worked this on weekdays, and today I pity you for not being able to learn the real skills, and I will make an exception to teach you once."

"Look, this is the remaining use of the thirteen needles of the ghost gate."

As he spoke, he pulled it out to the side. The acupuncture needles sealed in the bag, in. After gently disinfecting the poison, he slowly inserted all the needles into the old man's body.

It wasn't until he heard the old man snort that he breathed a sigh of relief, showed the needle he had just acupuncture to the Gong Divine Doctor, and didn't forget to remind him softly.

"This is the real ability of the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate, the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate do not talk about the flesh and bones of the living dead, but it is by no means as superficial as your master shows."

On the other side, Doctor Tang's face was already darkened, but fortunately, his apprentice was still filial, even if he heard this, he never turned his back on the master, but thanked him politely and politely.

"Thank you seniors for your advice, but the tutor may not be as profound as the seniors, but it is also the inheritance of the teacher, and the juniors can only observe, not worship the seniors as teachers."

The beard smiled, smiling indifferently and waving his hand.