Gathering

What made the two most frightened was that the young man smiled at them with two silver needles in his hand. Seeing the cold gleam of the needles, they couldn't help shivering.

"Little Brother? What are you going to do?" One of the middle aged men asked, watching the young man's evil smile in horror. 

Feng Jiu played with the two silver needles in her hand and smiled with her eyes narrowed to a squint. "I think you are tired after following me. Well, why don't I let them have a good rest on the tree?" As she spoke, with a flip of her hand, the two silver needles pierced the men's acupoints.

"Hiss! Aaah!"

They gasped. Their bodies turned limp all of a sudden. Immediately after, their spirit energy breaths disappeared without a trace. When the two of them couldn't sense their spirit energy breaths, their faces turned pale.

"How's this possible? You, what did you do to us?"