An Lingyao showed suspicion in his eyes and was about to ask when he saw Xi Yue take out a long row of silver needles inserted in a cloth bag out of thin air.
The moment he saw these silver needles, An Lingyao's eyes suddenly widened.
He even rubbed his eyes, wondering if he had seen it wrong.
At this time, Xi Yue had already picked up the silver needle and quickly pressed the surface of An Linghong's skin with her fingers, looking for the correct acupuncture point, and then inserted the silver needle firmly into his hand.
Xi Weizhi, who was standing by, watched this scene quietly, and suddenly a strange red color appeared in his eyes.
His eyes fell on Xi Yue's hands, which were crystal white and delicate like jade, while An Linghong's back was rough and dark brown copper. He saw those beautiful hands as soft as mutton fat caressing the man's back.
Xi Weizhi suddenly had an urge to grab those hands, hold them tightly in his palms, and then cut the touched man into countless pieces with red silk thread!
How could Xi Yue's hand touch this dirty mortal? Her hand should be warm, soft, and the only thing that made him nostalgic. Xi Yue's hand should be...
Xi Weizhi suddenly came to his senses, spread out his hands, and found that his nails had pierced his palm.
He raised his hand and gently pressed his chest, then took a deep breath and suppressed the surging emotions in his chest.
It seemed as if there was some ferocious beast inside him that wanted to rush out uncontrollably, desperately wanting to snatch away the things he loved, and then destroy everything else.
As Xi Yue treated him, black smoke began to spread from An Linghong's dantian, and there was even a faint burnt smell in the air.
An Lingyao was watching from the side, his eyes almost popping out.
Xi Yue's hands were dancing so fast as if they were blessed by an acceleration spell. Her slender hands moved like phantoms, making him dizzy.
Seeing An Linghong's complexion getting better and better, An Bo said excitedly: "This Master Xi Yue's medical skills are truly miraculous. I was about to self-destruct just now and almost died. It was Master Xi who saved me with his silver needle!"
An Lingyao was shocked and confused as he murmured, "Isn't this a unique skill of Tianyi Valley? Why does this Mr. Xi also know how to do it, and how skilled and powerful he is?"
Time passed little by little, and soon, all the silver needles that were originally inserted into An Linghong's body were pulled out by Xi Yue.
Then a palm of pure water spiritual power slapped on An Linghong's back, and in an instant, the meridians that were originally blocked suddenly became extremely unobstructed.
An Linghong stood up, circulated the spiritual power in his body, and the aura around him suddenly changed.
The pressure from the Spirit Severing Stage warrior was suddenly revealed, causing An Lingyan, An Lingyao and others standing by to feel a palpitation in their hearts.
An Linghong was overjoyed and knelt down in front of Xi Yue without hesitation, "Thank you very much, sir, for your great kindness. I, An Linghong, will repay you with a generous gesture!"
Xi Yue smiled faintly, motioned for him to get up, and said nothing.
The warm heat coming from the Buddha fruit meant that a lot of Buddha power had been absorbed. Of course, this included not only An Linghong's, but also the rest of the An Ling family's.
An Linghong looked at Xi Yue with eyes full of confusion and awe.
The young man in front of him looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, and his cultivation seemed to be only at the Nascent Soul stage. However, under the pressure of his Spirit Severing stage master, he seemed to be unaware of it.
And his younger brother, the boy in a red robe and a mask, is even more unfathomable and terrifying. (To be continued)