Yang Qingqing helped the unconscious youth up and pinched his acupoints with force. Her cold voice now had a hint of panic.,Yang Qingqing was also unlucky. She came to Wu County to relax, but she didn't expect to meet such a second-generation ancestor who wanted to use her friends as soon as they met.,Floating clouds, a dog with gray fur, in my past life, I was just an insignificant ant in your eyes, but in this life, you will be crawling and trembling under my feet!。