Swish, swish, swish!
Rapid movements of both hands weaved through the air, strands of crimson thread materializing out of thin air. A closer look revealed those threads were actually fine Silver Needles dancing in the air with the flow of vital energy, trailing long tails behind them.
A solemn expression surfaced on Jiang Chen's face as he glanced at Ye Jingyi lying on the bed and whispered resolutely, "Jing Yi, I will definitely wake you up!"
Swish, swish, swish!
The Silver Needles fell swiftly through the air. Jiang Chen's hands flickered, rapidly adjusting the needles' positions. By the time the needles pierced into Ye Jingyi's head, there were the straight ones, the slanted ones, the spinning ones, the vibrating ones, and the ones undulating back and forth in all sorts of movements.
Jiang Chen's hands didn't stop, twirling, flicking, adjusting, and spinning the needles...
