She had clearly shot the face, but this injury did not seem to affect it. Instead, it made Gu Lingyue feel pain. It looked as if Gu Lingyue had helped the it bear the injury.
When Gu Qingxue saw this, she quickly took out the silver needles dipped in poison hidden in her sleeve. With a flick of her finger, three of them shot out at the face.
This time, it was already on guard. It flicked its tongue and sent the three silver needles flying.
However, the face had never expected that there was a small needle hidden in the third silver needle. When it hit the third silver needle, it triggered a mechanism, and the small needle as thin as a cow's hair flew out and instantly pierced its right cheek.
"Ah!" This time, Gu Lingyue was in even more pain. She stretched out her hand to cover the same spot on the right side of her face. "Master! Please don't let anyone get hurt the face anymore!"
