The Supreme Lady of the Poison Queen

Chapter 5503

It is clearly two kinds of acupuncture methods!
So, what should he do?
He didn't dare to sleep with his conscience, but to be honest, he didn't even dare.

So, after careful consideration, he could only say subtly: "Grandma, I don't understand this, you are asking the wrong person!"

"I don't know what kind of judge you are?" Feng Qiyue said lightly.

The alchemist of the Cang family didn't dare to say anything, and looked at Feng Qiyue with aggrieved eyes.

It's not that he wants to be a judge, it's the ancestors who let him be!

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"In the first round, this little guy won." After the fight, Feng Qiyue pointed at the big black-haired wild boar and directly announced the result.

When the ancestor of the Cang family heard it, he immediately said angrily: "Why? How can I not compare to this pig?"

"You have made a lot of mistakes in your acupuncture technique, and your technique is extremely unstable. Sometimes the needle is very heavy, and sometimes it is light. Do you understand?" Feng Qiyue explained patiently.

"Then the big black-haired wild boar broke the needle, why didn't you say it?" the ancestor of the Cang family argued, sticking his neck.

Of course, whether the big black-haired boar really broke the needle, he didn't see it with his own eyes this time, but he also knew with his heel that with the strength of the black-haired boar's hand, it was impossible for the needle to break.

Then, if his technique is unstable and the opponent broke the needle, since both have their own shortcomings, then the two sides should be on the same level, right?

So, how can you judge that the pig won him?
He doesn't agree!
One hundred and one thousand objections!

"The little guy did break the needle, but this is a problem with the needle, because there is no needle suitable for the little guy, it's not the little guy's fault, so it can't be counted on the little guy, but your mistake, the ancestor of the Cang family But it's all because of my own technique, so it can't be compared, understand?" Feng Qiyue explained calmly.

"I don't understand." The ancestor of the Cang family gritted his teeth and said, still looking dissatisfied.

Feng Qiyue ignored it, and just said: "Rest for 10 minutes now, and then start the second round."

"Girl, when does the punishment start?" Elder Feng asked with a smile after hearing Feng Qiyue's words.

"After all the games are over, the punishment will be immediate." Feng Qiyue said.

"Okay, rest now." Elder Feng said happily.

"Grandma Guzu, don't rest, the needle on my body is still broken!" Seeing that Feng Qiyue seemed to have forgotten herself, little white mouse No. 36 couldn't help howling.

Feng Qiyue: "." I really forgot about this guy.

Immediately, she stood up and came to No. 36 mouse, and helped him take out all the broken needles.

After all the needles were removed, the hanging heart of mouse No. 36 could finally be put down.

Ok!

It's a good thing he has his aunt to support him, otherwise, he really wouldn't dare to sacrifice himself for this sugar-coated cannonball!

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It was really not easy for him to earn some pills.

Soon, the second practice operation also began.

Little white mice No. 34 and No. 35 made their debut.

After the lottery, the No. 35 mouse belonged to the ancestor of the Cang family, and the No. 34 mouse went to the big black-haired wild boar.

In this regard, the mood of the two is naturally more complicated.

Mainly, the two of them couldn't quite tell whether it was luckier to fall into the hands of the ancestors, or to fall into the hands of the big black-haired wild boar.

It seems that this person and pig are quite cheating.

But no matter what, one of them was his ancestor after all, so the No. 35 mouse was more or less honored.

For the ancestors, go!

(End of this chapter)