C67 I might as well let Sect Leader Lin give it a try.

Li Bingyan and Li Shuran were standing at the back, both of them had nervous expressions.

As for the Gong Family middle-aged man, she was standing alone at the side. At this moment, she no longer had the graceful bearing she had when she walked down the extreme plate.

When Yang Fan and the other two walked into the room, what they saw was a depressing scene that could be heard even if a needle was dropped.

When the fat old man saw Yang Fan and the other two, he immediately made a gesture of silence.

Second Miss and Fourth Miss also saw Yang Fan's group, but at this time, all of their attention was on the young man on the bed, so they nodded and turned their heads suspiciously.

At this moment, the old man who was covered in sweat had just finished pricking the last silver needle for the youth. He slowly withdrew his finger and stood up. His body swayed slightly and he almost lost his balance.

"Elder Jin, how is it?" The sword-browed youth immediately asked, his voice deep and magnetic.

Elder Jin was about to say something when the young man wearing only a pair of underpants suddenly twitched. His chest suddenly swelled up and the silver needles that were inserted into his body shot out in all directions.

The young man waved his hand and an invisible force surrounded the silver needles. All of the needles stopped in the air, then he squeezed his hand and all of them fell into the box next to the bed.

At this moment, the youth on the bed spat out a mist of blood, scattering blood all over his body and the surrounding beds.

At the same time, it was as if there were dozens of little mice scuttling around under his skin. Wherever they passed, the sound of twisting steel tubes could be heard. Soon after, all of these bulges exploded, and flesh and blood flew into the air.

The young man's entire body was covered in blood, and there were many potholes on his body where his flesh was missing. The young man's entire body was covered in blood, and there were many potholes on his body where his flesh was missing.

"Third brother!"

"Third brother!"

Both Li Bingyan and Li Shuran paled at the same time as they leaned forward in shock.

"This old man is ashamed, and is at his wit's end." Seeing this, Elder Jin said bitterly.

When the Gong Family saw this, her face turned white.

He knew in his heart that even if he was someone from the Gong Family, if something really happened to Third Young Master, with this Duke Xing Yuan's personality, it would be hard to guarantee that he wouldn't do something too extreme.

At this time, the stout old man walked two steps forward and said to the young man with sharp eyebrows: "Young master, why not let Sect Leader Lin try?"

At this moment, he suddenly turned around, and his eyes burned with the light of a candle. His gaze that seemed to be able to penetrate the soul directly landed on Lin Shuhao's face as he walked towards Lin Shuhao one step at a time, and said. "Sect Leader Lin, is there really a Nine Mystical Needles for Transferring Lifespan in this world?"

In that moment, Lin Shuhao felt Duke Xing Yuan in front of him getting taller and taller. In a daze, an insurmountable gigantic mountain stood in front of him, while he himself was as minuscule as an ant!

This was an all-rounded suppression that originated from the level of his spiritual will, causing even his thoughts to turn rusty like gears. All the evasive words that he had previously racked his brain for seemed to have been erased, as he opened his mouth to reveal everything.

Yang Fan shook his head. Lin Shuhao was a man with a much weaker heart than heaven and earth. With this kind of mentality, even if he was given a chance to climb the ladder, his future achievements would be very limited.

And in human society, all kinds of social relationships were woven into a net, everyone was like a worm in a net, unable to break free from this formless net. This kind of power was also known as the social field.