Fantastic Fantasy: Becoming the Queen's Companion Spirit Beast at the beginning

After all, Wang Yan was an empress in her previous life. Even if she lost her cultivation, her vision still exists. In addition, this set of needles was learned from the needle king. To that old ancestor, it was poison.

"Okay, then you come."

Ma Yuan swallowed, and was even more frightened, so he hurriedly finalized the matter to avoid any trouble.

"Since you did it, I want to tell you in advance that if you can get him to confess honestly, it must be a great achievement. Otherwise, if there is no reward, I will punish you."

Sikong Zhen secretly gave Wang Yan a look, but he was a little upset that he couldn't use his own whip.

"Don't show mercy."

Ma Yuan stared closely at Wang Yan in front of him, for fear that something might happen to his ancestors. Thinking of this, his eyes lit up, "Wang Yan, I don't know what effect your needle has, and it won't be useless. We are afraid That's why I lost my identity."

"Hey, I didn't expect Ma Zongzhu to know about his identity. I thought Ma Zongzhu didn't care about these reputations." Then he slapped Wang Yan on the shoulder, "Don't talk, tell him, it will only make the disciple stronger."

Wang Yan pretended to be calm, and replied softly, "He can only strengthen his body, but there may be a little pain, and the effect on Yuanshen is the best."

Thinking of his ancestors recovering from this trick and even taking a step closer, Ma Yuan looked at Wang Yan with great joy, "Don't worry, as long as you help us in Happy Holy Land, the benefits will definitely be yours."

Ma Yuan winked at Wang Yan, and Wang Yan nodded heavily. As for the effect, he was not sure.

Seeing Ma Yuan's confident smile, the ancestor was even more satisfied. He smiled at Wang Yan in front of him, and he already regarded Wang Yan as his own, but he didn't want it to be this time.

If one didn't pay attention, a steel needle had appeared. It was so thick that it didn't look like an acupuncture needle used by anyone, but it was like piercing a pig.

"Are you sure this can stimulate the soul."

"I often experiment with movements, especially pigs. Don't worry, it's absolutely fine."

The old ancestor's complexion changed, he thought he was a pig, who hired him, and replaced him.

"I don't agree, get someone else."

Sikong Zhen seized the opportunity, took a step forward, and was about to hit him hard with his whip, but at this time, Ma Yuan chuckled, "I think it's better to let him get the needle, after all, it can strengthen the soul."

Sikong Zhen couldn't figure out why Wang Yan would use this method, maybe it was Ye Xuan's order, so let him watch the show by himself.

"Then you go."

Wang Yan agreed, without hesitation, a needle fell directly on the disciple's leg, "Ah~"

The disciple's complexion was ferocious, but it gradually became rosy. Obviously, it had an effect, and Ma Yuan hurriedly asked, "How is it, how is it."

"It doesn't work. If I use a few more needles, maybe it can bring him closer."

Hearing this, Ma Yuan couldn't help being overjoyed. Now, there may be a trend of progress, and Xiaoyao Holy Land will become No. 1. If the ancestors can go further, what are those ancestors of Jianzongfeng?

"I thought about it. Despising the suzerain should indeed be punished. You should use a few more needles."

"Obey." Anyway, Sikong Zhen was happy to see such a scene, and more people watched the fun, so it was equivalent to letting himself out for free, and it was not a loss at all.

"Don't worry, what I didn't say about this injection will definitely convince you, a disciple."

"Ah~" After a scream, Ma Yuan continued to send voice transmissions to his disciples, "Old Ancestor, you can bear with it, when the time comes, our Happy Holy Land will become the number one Holy Land and we will definitely set up a monument for you."

No matter how many voice transmissions there were, the ancestor didn't respond. Thinking of this, Ma Yuan was even more moved. He didn't expect that such a move by Wang Yan could help his ancestor, so should he find more ancestors?

Secondly, take Wang Yan back and give her an injection when something is wrong with her soul. Wouldn't it be flattering to think about it, only to see that Wang Yan has already withdrawn the first needle.

"Ma Yuan, hurry up, hurry up, let him..."

Ma Yuan thought about it, and immediately understood, he hurriedly called Wang Yan to stop, and asked with a smile at the same time.

"My disciple is really disobedient, or else you need to give me a few more injections."

Look, this is enlightenment, maybe he, Ma Yuan, will be able to win the positions of the elders and suzerain at the same time, killing two birds with one stone.

"Is something wrong? I'm still in a hurry to compete, so I ask the suzerain to speak directly."

Wang Yan looked at Ma Yuan impatiently, but she didn't expect her needle to make the disciple's complexion get better and better, and she didn't have much interest in fighting.

"Give my disciple a few more needles. As for the price, it's easy to say, we can give you what we have in Happy Land."

After Ma Yuan said this, the disciple slowly grabbed Ma Yuan's arm and kept shaking it, "I, I, I..."

Ma Yuan was afraid of being spotted by others, so he slapped his disciple away, "I didn't see that I was talking to people from Taidou Holy Land, what are you?"

"Also ask Ms. Wang to give me a needle. I am willing to give you a price of [-]."

"Busy with the game, no time."

"100 million!"

"Impossible, I won't pass it on."

"100 million plus three mysterious weapons."

"You go to the doctor."

"100 million plus three weapons plus various pills..."

Wang Yan was already salivating when she heard a series of things. She didn't lose her mind and looked at Sikong Zhen. Sikong Zhen immediately understood and nodded.

"Don't worry, leave this to me."

Wang Yan had already agreed in her heart. He saw Ye Xuan's green eyes, and guessed that the next step would be to ask himself to agree. In this case, he might as well agree to it himself.

"I promise!"

"I don't agree." Sikong Zhen happened to speak, which made Ma Yuan's heart tighten in front of him. This will not let Sikong Zhen see some tricks.

"Although you gave me a lot." Sikong Zhen looked straight at Ma Yuan, no one doubted at all, if Ma Yuan could be exchanged for money, this Sikong Zhen would have done it long ago. "But our disciples in Taidou Holy Land also want face. It's shameless for a dignified saint to treat your disciples, it's shameful."

A series of words made Ma Yuan frowned. He still didn't know what Sikong Zhen was thinking. He just wanted benefits. After all, he couldn't agree. .

Ma Yuan stomped his feet cruelly, "I'll give you half of what I just promised."