When Qin Tian reacted, he and Han Bing had been dispersed by the bustling flow of people.

In the line of sight, Han Bing's figure could no longer be found.

"Damn, dead girl!"

"Wait for me! I'm going to have to beat your ass to blossom!"

Qin Tian cursed on his lips, and his divine consciousness suddenly spread outward.

In fact, there is a clear rule in Linbei City that prohibits everyone from using the power of divine consciousness.

The city is densely populated, and most of the people have cultivation, so if you don't restrict this, it's easy to get messed up.

In modern civilized society, everyone talks about privacy, after all, no one wants to be peeped at by others when they change clothes and bathe, or even perform Zhou Gong's courtesy.

For the monk, the perception of the divine consciousness is even more detailed than what is seen with the eyes.

However, the situation was urgent, and that hidden malice made it impossible for Qin Tian to deal with it carelessly.

It's easy to rush at him, but if it is against Han Bing, things will be complicated.

The identity of the eldest lady of the Han family may not be enough to make the other party jealous.

After all, Linbei City is not the Five Elements Heaven, the mountains are high and the emperor is far away, let alone separated by each other, but it is a whole world.

Qin Tian didn't care about all kinds of rules and regulations, not to mention that after obtaining the inheritance of the Protoss, his control of the power of divine consciousness had reached the point where he did not lose the slightest centimeter.

As long as he tries to be as clean and neat as possible, it will be difficult to detect the clues in the later stage of Jindan.

And at this moment, Qin Tian's divine consciousness had been pulled into countless tentacles, passing through the gap between the crowds, and slowly probing in all directions.

Every time he sensed the breath of the Jindan Realm, the Divine Sense tentacles would be deliberately guided by him and bypass three feet away.

The transformation of divine consciousness into thousands of realms is a meticulous and huge project, and it has extremely strict requirements for the quality and quantity of divine consciousness.

I'm afraid that under the Yuanying Realm, only Qin Tian has the ability to do such a feat.

Thanks to the presence of no great masters nearby, the process was thrilling and dangerous, Qin Tian could be counted as a hundred meters away and found Han Bing's figure.

"Damn, walking so fast, you have four legs?!"

Qin Tian scolded on his lips, the movements under his feet were not slow, and he immediately squeezed towards Han Bing's direction.

However, he was carrying a large bag and a small bag, and it was really inconvenient to move in the crowded crowd, and when his movement was blocked, the distance between him and Han Bing was getting farther and farther.

Seeing this, Qin Tian couldn't care about his wealth and didn't show it, so he hurriedly patted the storage bag on his waist and included everything in his hand.

The crowd was a natural barrier, and this move did not attract too many people's attention, but there were still a few guys with a strange light in their eyes.

Qin Tian naturally sensed the change in their expressions, but he was already flawless.

If a few people didn't know what to do and insisted on hitting him on the muzzle, Qin Tian wouldn't mind sending them back to the furnace to rebuild.

"Damn, you'd better go slower!"

Qin Tian struggled towards Han Bing's position, and behind him, there were three or four people following.

...

"Dead Qin Tian! Stinky Qin Tian!"

Han Bing scolded in a low voice, his eyes were already full of tears, and they would roll down at any time.

Even she herself couldn't understand why whenever she was alone with Qin Tian, she would inadvertently remove her cold disguise and expose her truest side in front of him.

She couldn't figure out where the complicated emotions in her heart came from, obviously she hated Qin Tian very much, but she minded her position in his heart.

will be happy because of his concern, and will be disappointed because he doesn't care.

Emotions can even rise and fall because of his words.

The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved Han Bing felt, especially after a long time, he didn't see Qin Tian's bastard catch up and apologize to her, and her tears couldn't help but fall down, wetting her veil.

"Dead Qin Tian! a guy with no conscience!"

Han Bing wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, and when he turned around, he saw a crowd of people behind him, but Qin Tian's figure was missing.

Only then did Han Bing realize the fact that she was separated from Qin Tian.

She immediately panicked, and when she thought of Qin Tian saying that someone was peeping in secret, she became more and more at a loss, secretly annoying that she shouldn't be petty.

However, whatever you are afraid of comes.

The next moment, Han Bing only felt a sharp breath, tightly pressed against her vest.

The coolness of the tip of the knife passed through the thin layer of clothing to her skin, causing her to have a fine layer of goosebumps.

At the same time, a voice from the dark side came from behind him: "If you want to live, I advise you not to move." ”

"As long as my wrist is shaken, this dagger quenched with the poison of the Scorpion King will instantly pierce your heart, and the gods will not be able to save it..."

"You... Who the hell is it?"

Han Bing's pupils constricted, and she couldn't speak well, although she had the cultivation of the pinnacle of foundation building, but her so-called "actual combat experience" was at best just a point-to-point practice.

From childhood to adulthood, she has fought with people for her life has been zero, and she has not even slaughtered a chicken, and her psychological quality is no different from that of an ordinary little girl of eighteen or nineteen.

Under the shadow of death, his body began to tremble slightly.

The man's tone was playful, like a house cat playing with a mouse: "You don't need to know who I am, just cooperate with me." ”

Han Bing didn't want to show his timidity, so he forced himself to calm down, and his voice still showed a hint of inwardness: "My companion is nearby, if you know what's interesting, let me go quickly." Otherwise, he won't let you go!"

"Boom..."

This person's laughter was like a night owl, and there was a monstrous hatred in his tone: "I'm afraid that your companion won't come!"

He restrained his laughter and said in a dark voice: "If you don't want to suffer, just leave with me." Otherwise, you, a delicate beauty, may not have tasted the pain of breaking melons, and you will die..."

Han Bing knew that he had no choice but to obediently.

The other party did not hide the flow of qi, and it was clearly a martial artist at the peak of his innocence.

At this distance, it is extremely difficult for a cultivator to bargain in the hands of a martial artist, let alone the other party has a weapon in hand.

Life and death are only between each other's thoughts.

Now Han Bing can only pin all his hopes on Qin Tian.

...

Qin Tian, who was fifty steps away, was already iron-faced.

A wisp of his divine sense has always been tied to Han Bing's body, and he has naturally already known the situation, in his perception, the person who held Han Bing hostage was the one-eyed dragon who had cut off an arm by him before.

However, mixed in the crowded crowd, it was really difficult for him to rescue him in the first place.

"The Sea Coverers, you're playing with fire!"

Qin Tian's fists were clenched tightly, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

He turned around abruptly, looked coldly at the few guys who were interested in seeing the wealth, attached a trace of spiritual power to his voice, and said, "If you are too long-lived, you can continue to follow me." ”

The cultivation of these people was uneven, ranging from the foundation building Dacheng to the half-step Jindan, under the pressure of Qin Tian's qi, their legs began to swing, how dare they say more, and hurriedly scattered and fled.

No matter how much money you have, you have to have a life.

An unfathomable Jindan overhaul is not something that a second-rate person like them at the bottom can provoke.

Qin Tian was too lazy to take care of these money-obsessed guys, and his mind turned like lightning, in order to find the safest way to rescue them.

The other party controlled Han Bing in his hands, Qin Tian had lost the opportunity, and there were only two choices in front of him.

One, regardless of it, it will be difficult to break out;

Second, follow from afar, plan and then move.

The former is not realistic, after all, the knife is tightly attached to Han Bing's vest, in case the one-eyed dragon dog is forced to jump off the wall in a hurry, it will be a white knife in and a red knife out, resulting in an irreparable situation.

The latter is not the best policy, the possibility of the one-eyed dragon coming alone is extremely low, there must be accomplices, hidden in the shadows, watching Qin Tian's every move.

No matter what he does, the One-Eyed Dragon and the others will be the first to know.

Qin Tian was in a dilemma, not knowing how to choose.