Yang Qingtan couldn't help but widen her eyes, full of the figure of the girl in the firelight.

"I'm not letting you!" he couldn't help but feel angry, and he opened his mouth to speak, and his heart ached again.

He hung his head, but he didn't even have the strength to speak.

Ye Qinzhu glanced back at Yang Qingtan's condition, and immediately understood the situation.

She flicked the bell of her ear, and two lights, one red and one blue, burst out of her ears and rushed towards the man in black.

Seeing the two spirit beasts, the man in black hurriedly jumped into the air and stepped on the roof of the alleyway.

"Miss Ye San, for the sake of Canghe Yin, there is no need for us to face each other with swords. He said.

Ye Qinzhu almost pounced on Yang Qingtan's side, biting his lip and hurriedly supporting him.

Yang Qingtan's face had no expression, but this time, Ye Qinzhu saw the blame from the bruised face.

When Ye Qinzhu arrived, Yang Qingtan's condition was already very bad.

His whole body was leaning on the step, his lips were purple and black, his fingers were cold, and only his lower abdomen was slightly undulating, and he could see signs of his life.

If she had come earlier, she would have at least been able to control the toxin in one direction.

But even from the beginning of the appearance of the fire spirit, according to the current time, this poison may have spread to Yang Qingtan's whole body.

If the toxin enters the bloodstream, there is only one way to isolate it - use external spiritual power to enter the bloodstream without colliding with the internal spiritual power, and encapsulate the toxin in operation.

However, this move will greatly consume the spiritual power of the spirit master itself. Ye Qinzhu poured spiritual power into Yang Qingtan's body without hesitation, and at the same time quickly thought of countermeasures in his mind.

Even Ye Qinzhu herself was surprised, when the man in black said the three words "Canghe Yin", her reaction was not panic, but relief.

The spiritual power in her body ran out, and she pulled out the bamboo flute on her waist and connected the stored spiritual power.

She thanked Yang Qingjue for temporarily teaching her the method, according to his method, as long as the poison has not penetrated to the point of killing people, there is room for redemption.

"Cangheyin, it seems that your master is here too?"

Ye Qinzhu put the bamboo flute in Yang Qingtan's palm, covered his palm on the bamboo flute, and turned back to the words of the man in black.

"It seems that Miss Ye San still remembers me. On the angular face of the man in black, his good-looking eyebrows and eyes were bent, "In Xia Han Tang, he is a disciple of Han Lu." It's an honor to be remembered by customers. ”

"Han Tang?" Ye Qinzhu paid close attention to the current situation, but he didn't have time to make up for the historical knowledge of Xiuyi Continent, and when he heard these two unfamiliar names for the first time, he subconsciously had some doubts.

"It seems that the third lady is going to make up for it, and what happened in the Xiuyi Continent before Ning Guo. Han Tang was not angry, but instead stretched out his hand and pointed at the person behind Ye Qinzhu, "Miss Ye San, why are you exposing yourself for the sake of a dying person? If you don't come out, I'm afraid it will take a long time for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to catch your tail." ”

"What does it matter if I can't come out?" Ye Qinzhu lowered his eyes and sneered, "Your Royal Highness the Crown Prince is really terrifying, I'm afraid he has noticed me a long time ago, right?"

Han Tang smiled silently, Ye Qinzhu's two spirit beasts surrounded him, and they only waited for an order to launch an attack.

Under Ye Qinzhu's order, the bird craned its neck, and a golden fireball smashed out with a chirping, Han Tang dodged and retreated, his eyebrows and eyes dyed with a solemnity.

"Bird, it's really here for the third lady...... I just don't know ......."

In the middle of his words, he suddenly covered his mouth. Then he knew that he was speechless, but he laughed with relief.

"It seems that Miss Ye San has discovered it. Han Tang smiled bitterly and took a few steps back, "Yes, the Canghe seal had no effect on the third lady before her death. It's just that Miss Ye San is pressing so step by step, I really can't see that you have any gratitude to the person who sold you this rare spirit weapon. ”

"I am out of the spirit stone and you are out of the seal, what is there to be grateful for?" Ye Qinzhu said in his mouth, but he recalled the Ori and Yinglan Fish on the side, "But since Han Gongzi has opened his mouth, you might as well take a step back, I will take my people, and you will disappear immediately." ”

The girl squatted under the moon, raised her head proudly, and her petite figure looked at Han Tang.

Han Tang let out a chuckle, turned sideways, and floated down a sentence:

"Okay. ”

Ye Qinzhu looked at it again, and the person had disappeared.

The bamboo flute that stored the spiritual power flashed and was completely extinguished.

After confirming the safety of the surroundings, the expression on Ye Qinzhu's face became stiff, and immediately turned into panic.

"Yang Qingtan, Third Highness, Master, how are you?" Ye Qinzhu's voice was full of tears, and her words were almost equivalent to asking in vain.

In order to block the toxin, she exhausted all her spiritual power, and so on, it is not difficult to imagine Yang Qingtan's current physical condition.

"Why are you here?" Han Tang's toxin tortured Yang Qingtan to death, and now the pain disappeared briefly, and Yang Qingtan also took advantage of the breath to recover some strength.

"You're so powerful, you still need the fire spirit to come out to help you, you can imagine what fools you have encountered. ”

Ye Qinzhu wiped the moisture on his face, and vigorously set up the big man who didn't know how much taller than her.

"Go back quickly, my spiritual power will soon be completely gone, and we have to meet Yang Qingjue before this. ”

"I'll carry you in from the backyard?" Ye Qinzhu felt that she was in a hurry to go to the doctor, obviously her spiritual power had been exhausted, and at this time, she suddenly began to overwhelm herself, feeling that she could support Yang Qingtan with just a few days of physical fitness.

"No ......"

Yang Qingtan took a deep breath and stood firm.

A very unfamiliar spiritual power flowed in his body, but it did not cause him harm, but was extremely soft.

Some of his own spiritual power has not yet been eroded, and it is still in his body.

But Yang Qingtan could feel that the spiritual power that protected him was gradually disappearing, and if there was no treatment, the toxin would enter his heart soon after, and he would be unable to recover.

It's just that since there is time to breathe, Yang Qingtan doesn't have to trouble this little girl anymore.

He supported his forehead, stopped the dizziness, turned around and grabbed Ye Qinzhu, who had exhausted his spiritual power, and walked through the layers of pavilions and pavilions, and fell into the backyard of King Lu's mansion.

The girl who was guarding outside the hospital raised her head, realized that the situation was not good, hesitated for a few seconds, and walked away.

In a short time, the girl appeared in the blood-spattered alleyway, watching all this with a shocked face, and quickly scanning the powder on the ground.

Ye Qinzhu grabbed Yang Qingtan before he landed, and staggered to the inner room.

Before she entered the room, the door of the inner room was opened, and the man in brocade looked at the situation in front of him with a blue face, and stretched out his hand to support Yang Qingtan's body for Ye Qinzhu.

"What's going on?" Yang Qingjue asked, asking Yang Qingtan.

"The additives on the banquet are highly toxic when mixed with white powder that I don't know where. ”

As he spoke, Yang Qingjue's two fingers had already touched Yang Qingtan's neck, and spiritual power was sent in, and he began to judge the situation.

"I've never seen this kind of poison. After removing his fingers, Yang Qingjue's voice couldn't help but have some doubts.

He took out the Nashi from his sleeve and threw it to Ye Qinzhu.

"Take out the black cassette in my Na Shi, and I'll stop the toxin first. ”

Ye Qinzhu had quickly recovered from the initial panic, she took the stone and turned it skillfully.