Soon he arrived at a secluded courtyard of the Miao family, once concealed by a hidden formation set up by him, making it impossible for anyone to find.
Miao Ke'er's complexion was pale, and though her pulse still throbbed, it was extremely weak, a clear sign of severe injury. Looking at her jade-like countenance, Xiao Qiang felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.
He took a deep breath; the silver needles were already in his hand. In the blink of an eye, he kept piercing down relentlessly, and powerful strength surged into Miao Ke'er's meridians, while his face turned ugly.
Miao Ke'er was worse off than he had imagined.
Her meridians were shattered, and her internal organs were a ghastly sight to behold. Had it not been for her being thoroughly sealed, she might have died a long time ago.
"Don't worry, I won't let you die," Xiao Qiang said calmly, his eyes filled with determination.
