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Chapter 844 Awe

"Prince, I will use the silver needle to activate your bloodline to move the blood in your body again. If you feel inappropriate during this period, please give me a reminder. Do you understand?" Jian'er looked at Earl Connard and said.

"I understand, please let go." Prince Connard said, rolling up his sleeves as Jian'er's instructions, putting his pale and powerful wrist on the vein pillow in front of him, and then said proudly, "Don't worry, with the powerful self-healing ability of my blood clan, the creation formed by the small silver needle in your hand will not cause any harm to our blood clan."

Can't it cause harm? Jian'er raised her eyebrows and narrowed her eyes dangerously. Prince Connor did not expect that his arrogant words would offend Jian'er, Lu Xiuwen and Lu Xiuwu.

What is a small silver needle? What does it mean to cause any major damage? Does he look down on us doctors (Prince Connord, who is even more unfair than Dou E: I swear I definitely don’t have this idea. We are really just talking casually.)? Don’t he know that for doctors, if they want, this killing often doesn’t show blood? Especially for a doctor who is good at acupuncture and has a certain research on hidden acupoints.

"Prince Connard, I think I still need to remind you that the silver needle in my hand is not that simple. If you underestimate it, you may suffer a lot." Jian'er lowered her face and gently raised her wrist holding silver. The silver light flashed dazzlingly on Jian'er's fingertips.

"Don't worry, unless it's made in sterling silver, the damage to me will be almost zero with such a small piece." Prince Connor smiled confidently.

Prince Connard could feel that the silver needle in Jian'er's hand did not carry the dangerous and disgusting breath of silver products, so he acted very casually, and finally learned to say: "If you are using acupuncture from Country Z, you don't need to worry, because Taoist Master Qingyun had also tried the acupuncture technique on me back then. It is almost useless to our blood clan. At most, it can only bring us a small wound. Such a small wound will heal almost the moment the needle is taken out. So you don't have to worry at all."

When Prince Connor said this, Count Dracula and Moore were obviously relieved. It turned out that Prince Connor had tried it before, as long as there was no danger.

"Oh? Is this really the case?" Jian'er showed a meaningful smile. Prince Connor's indifferent attitude was not a good thing for her. It seems that she has to let this "confident" blood prince experience the difference between her acupuncture and Qingyunchang's acupuncture.

Thinking of this, Jian'er raised her eyebrows and showed a meaningful smile: "Since that's the case, how about we try?"

After the words came, Jane's little hand holding the silver needle gently stroked Prince Connor's arm. As the tip of her hand flicked, several shiny silvers fell on Prince Connor's arm like magic. The exposed needle tail kept trembling and making a buzzing sound.

At this moment, Prince Connor's face suddenly changed, and the pale wrist placed on the vein pillow suddenly changed. The palm that originally looked pale but was just like an ordinary person's hand suddenly became blue veins, and the nails that were trimmed very neatly began to grow longer, becoming sharp as eagle's claws, shining with a creeping cold light.

Then Prince Connard felt as if his arm had lost control, and the blood in his entire arm began to boil. The powerful force continued to rush and rush across his entire arm. Prince Connard instinctively stretched out his other hand and held the out-of-control arm, trying to control the force that was running rampant in his arm, but it was unsuccessful.

The out-of-control power was still rampant in Prince Connard's arms. The moisture on his hands began to dry out as if it was almost evaporated. However, this dryness did not seem like a shrinkage of losing power, but instead seemed more vigorous and powerful.

"Haaa--" A low roar from the bottom of his throat came from Prince Connor's mouth, but Prince Connor suddenly stood up straight, and the out-of-control arm was stretched straight by the other hand to the wrist. The pointed fangs were stretched out, and the bright red color slowly covered his entire eyeball. The blue veins and blood vessels were exposed to his face, making Prince Connor's originally handsome and elegant face suddenly become ferocious.

"Father!" Count Dracula hurriedly stepped forward and supported Prince Connard, "Are you okay?"

"What did you do? Say!" Moore also jumped up suddenly, with a red light flashing in his eyes. His pointed fangs poked out his lips, and his body arched slightly as if he was full of strength, ready to attack at any time.

Moore's unfriendly attitude immediately aroused Lei's reaction. His silver eyes narrowed, and a shining light appeared on Lei's palm. Lu Xiuwen and Lu Xiuwu also stood up and protected Jian'er from left to right.

"Lei. It's okay." Jian'er reached out and grabbed Lei's arm, shook his head gently. Then she turned around and said to Moore, "Don't worry, Prince Connor is fine."

"No, the prince..."

"Stop! Moore, I'm fine." Prince Connor's voice rang.

"Prince?" The mopping hand put away the attacking posture and looked at Prince Connard with some helplessness.

"Get out!" Prince Connard growled.

"Yes." The pressure from the upper blood clan made Moore stiffen, lower his head, and slowly retreat.

"Please forgive us for being rude before." Prince Connor owed Jane, but it could be seen that his attitude towards Jane was different and he seemed much more cautious.

"Your Majesty, Prince, are you polite." Jian'er said with a satisfied smile, "Okay, I think the prince has already felt that my acupuncture method is different. Now please extend your hand."

"I'm working." Prince Connor stretched out his hand to Jane. Jian'er stretched out his little hand and slashed over Prince Connor's arm. His fingertips were like dragonflies sifting through the end of the needle. In the blink of an eye, the silver needle on Prince Connor's arm had disappeared.
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