Ling Hao Qin Yuxin R

Ling Hao arrived later and, with a flick of his wrist, shot three silver needles into the elder's body.,Ling Hao swept out another gust of wind, and the old man's intense pain instantly vanished. Then, he lay on the ground like mud, trembling uncontrollably.,"I'm not quite sure about the specifics," the old man's eyes flickered with a hint of panic.。