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"Swish …"

Jiang Chen walked up to Elder Shen's bed, put his finger in his mouth and whistled loudly. Then, like the wind, the Eight-winged Golden Butterfly flew onto his shoulder.

Jiang Chen turned his head and looked at it. Then, he took out the Purple Coagulated Silver Needle.

Elder Wu was waiting for this moment. He just wanted to see Jiang Chen's acupuncture