C10 The First Time They Met

The dark red mist spread silently and rapidly over the crowded corners, through the noses, ears, and even eyes of those who were watching.

In the latter half of Qin Yubing's battle, Qu Lingjing suddenly felt the resonance of the seed in Han Wuduan's body. Han Wuduan was good at changing his appearance and figure. In addition, the surrounding crowd was too dense. For a moment, he was unable to determine who was the Flood Dragon Devil Clan's Devil Lord among the tens of thousands of people present. Similarly, Han Wuduan did not know that Qu Lingjing was also around him.

This red mist should be one of Meng Qianhun's demonic attacks, the demonic nature of Meng Qianhun herself was on par with the other two among the three Devil Lords of Devil Clan, using the demonic nature to win by surprise. This kind of demonic nature could silently spread and carry out a large-scale invasion, which was extremely suitable for this kind of situation where the crowd was denser. It could make the surrounding crowd fall into a demonic state, slowly losing their will and self-control, and be controlled by Meng Qianhun for no reason, becoming her accomplice. Han Wuduan was obviously found by Meng Qianhun to cooperate with her. With his ability to change unpredictably in an instant, it was very suitable for him to be the one who released the Demonic Poison.

At this moment, Qu Lingjing wished that Xue Jingyin was here. Perhaps he could deal with this troublesome demon. Even if there was no way to completely eradicate it, he could at least stop it from spreading. It was a pity that Qu Lingjing had deliberately not called him when he left in the morning. Instead, he had quietly come out with his subordinates. Xue Jingyin must have already gone elsewhere to pick herbs by now.

A red light flashed on Qu Lingjing's index finger, and he drew out a line of blood. He used his own blood curse to form his own blood mist, to dilute Meng Qianhun's blood mist barrier, so that the surrounding people would not demonize so quickly.

And Meng Qianhun's conspiracy was far more than that. As the mist of blood spread, a flash of blood appeared, and someone in the crowd shouted. The flash of blood came from the man's neck, leaving a bloody hole.

"Not good, it's Meng Qianhun's blood marten. This blood marten carries Meng Qianhun's secret demonic poison, which can demonize a person in a very short period of time. In another twenty-four hours, without an antidote, he will completely become a Corpse Devil and be controlled by Meng Qianhun." Qu Lingjing quickly recalled the introduction to the blood marten in the book. Compared to the Blood Mist Demon Barrier just now, he was even more shocked. The same kind of demonic poison, the Demon Barrier only temporarily made people lose their minds and do some things that did not conform to their nature, while the blood marten's poison was permanent. Without an antidote, one would become the other party's puppet for the rest of one's life. Without one's own consciousness, one would be no different from a walking corpse.

It was impossible for an ordinary person to see the direction of the blood marten's movement with their naked eyes. Its speed was too fast, and they could only rely on the screams of the people to determine the location of the blood marten. However, this way, it was impossible for them to restrain the blood marten first.

Qu Lingjing focused his mind and held his breath. He stared in the direction of the red blood light and tried his best to follow it with his eyes. At first, he was a moment too slow, but as soon as Qu Lingjing's gaze arrived, a scream sounded at the same time.

This speed was still not enough. One could only follow the blood marten's speed, but it could not save anyone. One had to be faster than it to be able to catch up to its trajectory.

Qu Lingjing once again used all of his attention to increase the speed of his vision. A moment later, he finally caught up to the blood marten's speed.

At that moment, Qu Lingjing realized that the blood marten was heading straight for Qin Yubing, who was standing on the stage. There was no time to think. Without another word, he jumped up and flew towards Qin Yubing.

Qu Lingjing had no confidence that he could reach Qin Yubing before the blood marten. After all, the speed of the blood marten was far too fast. If the blood marten changed its mind and bit him, then it would be a good solution for him. As a member of the Devil Clan, he had at least a few ways to suppress the invasion of the demonic poison.

Just as Qu Lingjing was about to pounce on Qin Yubing, a ball of red fur flew past her eyes. It brushed past her shoulder and headed straight for Qin Yubing. Everything happened in an instant.

Just as Qu Lingjing thought that he was going to miss the chance to save Qin Yubing, and that Qin Yubing wouldn't be able to escape this calamity, a wave of sword qi flashed past, and a cold light flashed. The blood marten screamed in pain. Qu Lingjing focused his eyes and saw a ball of blood-red fur appear in front of him. Its tail was nailed to the stage by a thin silver sword, landing right at his feet. The blood marten bared its teeth and screamed as it struggled. How could it escape from the restraints of the silver sword?

Qin Yubing was the one who had saved Qu Lingjing from the clutches of the Devil Lord. Devil Lord was the one who had saved her, and he was the one who had saved her. His eyes were still calm as he lowered his eyelids and looked at Qu Lingjing. Up close, the flawless face, the jade skin, the cold eyes as calm and cold as a cold pond, the slightly withdrawn gaze seemed to have a deadly magic that could suck in one's mind at any time, all that was left was for him to remove the invisible veil.

Before the person had even arrived, the Will Sword had already arrived. This was the key to the Profound Sect's Mind Sword Sect. Not only did this person keep up with the blood marten's speed, but he also had the time to activate the Will Sword. The point at which the sword fell was accurate, and if there was even the slightest deviation, it would hurt him or Qin Yubing. In such a situation, how much strength did one need to be able to attack without hesitation? Qu Lingjing once again lost his judgment on Sheng Xueyin's strength.

Qu Lingjing retracted his gaze and turned back to Qin Yubing.

"Fortunately." Qu Lingjing patted Qin Yubing's shoulder. In the next moment, Qu Lingjing could see the panic in his eyes. Before he could react, Qin Yubing had already wrapped his arms around her and pulled her to his side.

Another red light flashed, and a bloody hole appeared in Qin Yubing's neck. The blood marten broke its tail and gave Qin Yubing a hard-to-get attack. It flew towards the group of Misty Sword Sect girls at the side.

Sheng Xueyin retracted his gaze, retracted the sword that was nailed to the tail of the blood marten, and opened his eyes again. Although his expression did not change, the sharpness of his gaze was no longer as casual as before.

Qu Lingjing didn't have the mood to ask Sheng Xueyin what his next plan was. He hurriedly bit his finger and was about to feed his blood to Qin Yubing, but his finger was blocked by the cold sword that flashed with silver light.

His face was frosty, and he pointed his sword at her without saying a word. This made Qu Lingjing very anxious as to which sentence she should use to explain herself. Fortunately, Qin Yubing dragged his weak body and reluctantly looked at Sheng Xueyin. He nodded slightly, and Sheng Xueyin obviously understood the meaning behind Qin Yubing's eyes. She moved her sword away. With a flash of his dark blue figure, he disappeared in the direction of the blood marten.