C11 Bloodwine Has Been Killed

The poisoned Qin Yubing was especially docile. He obediently drank the blood that Qu Lingjing had fed him and lay quietly in his arms. The two types of demonic poison had caused his lips to turn purple, and his face was as dark as a dark cloud. He no longer had the heroic bearing he had on the stage a moment ago. I wondered what the world had become to him. His eyes were no longer steady, but full of panic and unease.

"Don't be afraid, Qin Yubing. I'm here. I won't let anything happen to you." Qu Lingjing had asked Qin Yubing to get as close as possible to her so that he could feel her warmth. Perhaps at this moment, his world was about to collapse, and he needed to get rid of his uneasiness and return to reality.

"You are..." Qin Yubing had obviously lost his vision, and all he could see in front of him was a twisted red illusion.

"I am Qing. That Lin Qing from the Devil Clan, remember?" Qu Lingjing placed the tip of his index and middle fingers on Qin Yubing's forehead, chanting the Devil Clan's Mind-Calming Spell for him to dispel the demonic aura. Qu Lingjing didn't know how useful this spell was for cultivators, so he could only give it a try. He had to get him out of this place as soon as possible and think of another way.

The woman's screams rang out again. This should be another person who had been bitten by a blood marten after such a long time. The female disciples of the Misty Sword Sect liked to crowd together when something happened. Xue Ran had been raised by Meng Qianhun for over a thousand years, and they were all extremely intelligent demons. When they met an exceptionally powerful opponent like Sheng Xueyin, they would also be able to sense the signal of danger. They would definitely not choose to face the enemy head-on. Instead, they used the cover of the innocent crowd to escape from the low waists, skirts, and shoes of the female disciples. The density of the female disciples made it impossible for Sheng Xueyin to take out the Will Sword. No matter how superb his skills were, it was impossible for him to control the blood marten without hurting anyone. Furthermore, that was a group of female disciples. The clothes that had just been torn by the blood marten could not cover their bodies, and Sheng Xueyin needed to avoid arousing suspicion.

Sheng Xueyin's face never showed any emotion. His carved face was like a frozen ice sculpture. In such a dangerous situation, he suddenly sat down, his hands flying and forming seals in front of his chest. His thin, transparent lips opened and closed slightly as he quickly chanted a spell. Of course, the female disciples of the Misty Sword Sect were not in the mood to appreciate the beauty chanting spells at this moment. All of them were so scared that their faces turned pale. Even Lau Piaoxu, who had always been very upright, had lost her composure at this moment. She could only use her panicked little face to look around for the blood marten that could appear from the crowd at any time and bite someone's neck.

Under Sheng Xueyin's spell, Nianzhi's net appeared above the Misty Sword Sect female disciple's head. The net grew bigger and bigger, but the edges were getting closer and closer. Nianzhi net did no harm to ordinary people. As for the creatures of the Devil Realm, they would feel so much pain that they would rather die. Nianzhi's net, which carried the Spiritual Qi, would also cause the physical strength of the demons to decrease rapidly. The longer they stayed in the net, the less chance they would have to resist, and naturally, they would lose the ability to attack.

Qu Lingjing, who saw this scene from afar, finally heaved a sigh of relief. It seemed that this male lead, Sheng Xueyin, not only had a good appearance, but his IQ and ability were also on the line. Unlike his senior brothers, who only knew how to shout "Everyone, don't panic. Calm down." Such meaningless words, when it came to a real fight, would only push his junior brother out to solve the problem. Of course, they might not have the confidence to solve the problem. That was why they chose to evacuate the crowd. Even the substitute sect master of Profound Sect, the eldest disciple of Wu Yazi, Mo Chengqian, was only able to direct the important figures of the Immortal Sect to follow the same route. He did not dare to approach the area where the blood marten was.

Qu Lingjing suddenly remembered that the female lead, Xin Lianyue, seemed to have run in the direction of the Misty Sword Sect just now. At this moment, she had disappeared. Right at this moment, someone in the mind net suddenly shouted, "If this net takes us in, we won't be able to escape. We can only wait to be bitten to death by the blood marten."

After this voice, the other terrified voices echoed, "He's going to sacrifice all of us for the sake of others. Everyone, quickly run for your lives."

"Don't trust him. His life is more important. He doesn't care about the lives of so many people."

This commotion scared the female disciples inside the net so much that they were like birds that had been startled by a bow. They did not even think about the reason why the blood marten had suddenly quieted down. All they wanted to do was run for their lives, and use their greatest strength to tear apart the Mental Nianzhi net that was gathering together.

At this moment, only one person shouted in complete contrast: "Everyone, don't be like this. Yunyin, the Immortal Sage, will not let us die. Stop pulling this net."

The one who made this appeal was the female lead, Xin Lianyue. Unfortunately, the current situation was all about survival. No one listened to Xin Lianyue, and no one really believed that Sheng Xueyin really cared about their lives.

Qu Lingjing, who was about to leave with Qin Yubing, was speechless. If he were Sheng Xueyin, he would be so angry that he'd vomit blood. A game of chess had been played by a bunch of untrustworthy and inexperienced teammates. Any cultivator who had any idea about the Nianzhi net should know that it had the effect of eroding the demonic nature. As long as they could hold on for a while, the devil would definitely be killed, and even if they attacked, it wouldn't be much stronger.

Not long after, the Intentional Nianzhi net was broken by a group of cowardly female disciples. The blood marten who had lost the restriction of the Intentional Nianzhi net was hiding under Lau Piaoxu's skirt, trembling. It thought that it would not be able to escape disaster again. Suddenly the suffocating pressure was lifted, and the masked girl ran away with him. There was no end to it.

At this time, Meng Qianhun's Blood Mist Demon Barrier had already begun to take effect. A portion of the ordinary people who had been possessed by the Demon Barrier had already lost their minds. Their bodies had turned into demonic puppets, and their faces were surrounded by clouds of dark gray vicious aura. Their strength was much greater than before, and they attacked anyone they saw. Some of them used weapons in their hands, some of them picked up anything on the ground without weapons and used it as a weapon to attack, and some even used their mouths to bite people. Some of the weaker disciples in the Immortal Sect were also eroded, and they attacked their fellow disciples within the sect.

Qu Lingjing was even more worried about the danger of the blood marten, and he handed Qin Yubing over to Yun Zhao and Ye Ya'er, who had rushed over quickly.

"Take him to Xue Jingyin and wait for me at the inn."

Before he could say anything else, Qu Lingjing jumped onto the arena once again. His gaze swept around, searching for traces of the blood marten. As Lau Piaoxu ran, a corner of her dress inadvertently flew up, revealing the blood marten that was still hiding inside to recover. Qu Lingjing caught sight of it and activated his movement technique, chasing after it like a gust of wind. Xin Lianyue was quick to react. She also discovered the location of the blood marten and followed after Qu Lingjing.

Lau Piaoxu and a few other disciples ran into a small cave at the foot of the mountain. She thought that if she hid inside, she wouldn't be attacked by the demon and wouldn't be found by the blood marten. How could she know that she was just inches away from danger?

When Qu Lingjing rushed to the cave, the blood marten had already made its move. Two female disciples had already fallen in the cave, leaving Lau Piaoxu alone. Facing the blood marten that was bending its body and preparing to attack again, her face was pale white and her entire body was trembling...