C432 Cold Frost and Bone Cutting Powder

The front of each silver needle had already turned black. Jiang Feng carefully put the silver needle on the handkerchief that he had prepared beforehand.

Zheng curiously walked forward and looked at the black needles. He wanted to reach out and take a closer look, but was stopped by Jiang Feng immediately.

"If you don't want to be like him, you'd better not touch it