Ying Zhang stabilized his mind, ran the "Quenching Soul Molten Classic" in his mind, and hurriedly suppressed this force.

"Someone definitely did it on purpose!"

He had originally guessed that the poison on Liu Mengjie's body could never be due to the accidental coincidence of the poisonous pollen in the flower garden, and he was then targeted by the hidden killing, there was also a force targeting him, and now, there was a rune master interfering with him.

"Hmph, although I haven't practiced the mental method of spiritual power attack, it's still very easy to deal with you!"

Ying Zhang's "Quenching Soul Molten Classic" was in full swing, and the original pure spiritual power also became fierce at this time, and it was injected into the rune pen, which seemed to be stained with a faint layer of golden light, and a texture was drawn out, and this piece of originally violent toxin was also suppressed at this time.

But the toxins are like scoops in water, pressing down on one, and the others are fierce again. Ying Zhang's mood was calm, and one texture after another swayed out from his talisman pen, each texture exuded a mysterious light at this time, and the nodes between the textures also flashed with brilliant light.

"The last stroke, the pen falls, Fu Cheng!"

Ying Zhang's last rune was depicted, and in an instant, the entire rune was full of strong spiritual power, and the runes were not like the original, besieging but not attacking, they all began to advance gradually, and on the smooth jade back, the cyan runes became denser and denser, while the poison gradually shrank.

In the midst of the poison, a seed of spiritual power fled in all directions, and all those who were oppressed by the energy of the runes were distorted, trying to lurk in the meridians.

However, Ying Zhang's spiritual power is like a fishing net, negligent but not leaky, and he still perceives it.

Ying Zhang wrapped the desperately struggling spiritual power seed with his spiritual power, and said with a smile: "I can be regarded as finding you." ”

Generally speaking, if you want to control the rune attack remotely, you need to leave a spiritual power seed in the host of the rune, which can be used to control the rune and monitor. After Ying Zhang realized that this poison was not a coincidence but man-made, he searched for this spiritual power seed.

Ying Zhang carved a few strokes on the spiritual power seed, and immediately, several spiritual powers surrounded the seed, weaving a net, the net exuded a blue-purple light, as soon as the seed touched the net, the latter crackled and released an electric current, so that the seed did not dare to touch it again, obediently shrunk in the middle.

This is a unique rune of Yingzhang, there is no power to destroy the world, but it can be used to imprison some small things, but the steps are very simple and easy to portray.

"With this seed, once I see someone who really creates poison, I will be able to distinguish it, after all, this seed comes from that person's spiritual power, and human spiritual power will never be faked. ”

The maid on the side, who had never seen such a magical scene, her eyes widened, and she looked at it without blinking, and her ruddy little mouth opened slightly.

Gradually, the poison was difficult to support alone, and the ill-intentioned spiritual power gradually weakened.

Ying Zhang was full of energy, and his spiritual power was used to the extreme, and the cyan light was flourishing, and then it was devoured, and the last poison was devoured.

"Poof!"

At the same time, in the distance, in a room, a man in black felt that the spiritual platform was as if it had been hit by a thousand-ton sledgehammer, and his mind was constantly shaken, and his spiritual power was scurrying in the spiritual platform, and then he couldn't help it, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

This man's eyes widened, he gasped for breath, his face was as pale as paper, and he laughed miserably: "What a little guy, he really has some ability, no wonder, no wonder......"

"Success?"

Ying Zhang slowly opened his eyes, his spiritual power was so consumed, there was not much left at this time, he was extremely tired, his face was slightly pale, but there was also a smile on the corner of his mouth. This time, the carving of such complicated runes would also be of great benefit to the exercise of his spiritual power.

Liu Mengjie, who was sitting on the bed, also woke up at this time, her face was delicate and red, revealing shyness, Ying Ying bowed down, and said, "Thank you Mr. Win for saving your life...... Ahh

Before she could finish speaking, she felt a lot of substances overflowing from her back involuntarily, and she couldn't help but scream.

"It's okay, that's the impurities that are discharged after the toxin is dissolved by the runes, just clean it, it's not toxic, your body is fine!"

Ying Zhang reminded softly, and after speaking, he walked out the door.

Pushing open the door, a pair of expectant and eager eyes, after seeing Ying Zhang walk out, Liu Guanhong hurriedly asked, "How is it, Mr. Win, is the little girl safe?"

"Fortunately, I didn't lose my life!"

Ying Zhang smiled, then walked to a chair and sat down, his heart running the "Quenching Soul Molten Classic", repairing the damaged spiritual power.

Ying Zhang used his spiritual power to seal the spiritual platform like making a silkworm cocoon, and then the true canon operated, and the vast spiritual power spread out from his brain, but it was blocked by the "silkworm cocoon", and it was constantly condensed and purified in the spiritual platform.

At this time, everyone standing outside the room was discussing, Wei Shao pinched his fingers, and said with a smug smile: "I guess it's time for a stick of incense, it seems that the poison can't be cured by any cat or dog." ”

"Haha, yes, Master Lu Fu is definitely the strongest holy hand in our Yunyang Mansion City, can a little hairy child who has not dried up with milk still turn the sky upside down?"

A flattering physician said with a smile on his face. The corners of Lu Fushi's mouth, hidden under his beard, gradually laughed, and said: "This poison is not something that can be treated so simply, if it can really be cured in a stick of incense, are all rune masters in the world idiots?"

"The people of the Liu family are also stupid, they would rather believe in a kid than an old man, in this case, even if that girl dies, she deserves it!"

Master Lu said with a sneer. The guards and servants of the Liu family next to him all glared at him angrily, but they were all afraid of his prestige and dared not speak out. Master Lu was unscrupulous and talked and laughed with Wei Shao.

At this time, the weather became gloomy, the breeze blew, Lu Fushi's eyes opened, and he said with a smile: "That little bastard, why is he still shrinking in the girl's house and not coming out? Could it be that he wants to regret it? Now that the time has passed for a stick of incense, it is time for him to fulfill his promise, right?"

At this time, a burst of hearty laughter suddenly came out of the room, and then everyone saw that Liu Guanhong was in good spirits and full of energy, holding Liu Mengjie with his right hand, stretching out his left hand and saying, "Mr. Win, please!"

Ying Zhang calmly, walked out of the door, and said, "I seem to hear, who is going to fulfill the promise with me?"

"What? Is it really cured?"

"My God, in the world, is there really a way to bring the dead back to life?"

The doctors present were all amazed, and their eyes were full of curiosity and questions when they saw Ying Zhang, as if they wanted to see him through.

As soon as Liu Mengjie appeared, Wei Shao and Lu Fushi stood up "poutingly", and their eyes immediately widened, with a look of disbelief in their eyes.

"How is it possible? This dying person can still be saved, this kid has ruined our Wei family's good deeds, it's really damned!"

Wei Shao's heart was full of vigilance, he originally intended to invite Master Lu Fu, just as a bargaining chip for the Liu family to fall to the Wei family, but at this time, he was disturbed by a fifteen-year-old boy, how could he not be surprised and angry?