The Return of the Un

Yang Qingqing helped the unconscious youth up and pinched his acupoints with force. Her cold voice now had a hint of panic.,Yang Qingqing couldn't worry about anything else. She pressed on Qin Yi's human acupoint, covering his mouth with one hand and helping him breathe.,Qin Yi smiled wryly, his memory returning to the countless years of torment he endured in hell's training!。