When Dong Tian shouted this, it was already too late. Xiao Qi, who was behind Qin Tian, made a move. The knife was infused with Xiao Qi's full strength and was as powerful as thunder. It was only three inches away from piercing Qin Tian's heart.
At this moment, because of Ling Qingyun's hug, Qin Tian's mind relaxed a little, and Xiao Qi's knife came out silently and as fast as thunder.
When Qin Tian was about to resist, Ling Qingyun exerted force in advance and turned him around, and Ling Qingyun stood in front of Qin Tian.
The knife pierced directly into Ling Qingyun's back, but only scratched the skin a little before it was broken by Qin Tian's divine power.
As for Xiaoqi, he ran away the moment he threw the knife, and now he has disappeared without a trace.
Qin Tian naturally would not let it go. He expanded his spiritual sense. Now, Qin Tian's spiritual sense could cover an area of 100 miles. Even if Xiao Qi was fast, it was impossible for him to go beyond 100 miles in such a short time.
The moment Qin Tian sensed Xiao Qi, the golden little Qin Tian in his spiritual platform, riding Hun Dun and holding Xuan Yuan, rushed out and instantly penetrated into Xiao Qi's spiritual platform, destroying his mental power and killing his brain in an instant.
After Qin Tian retracted his golden version of himself, he looked at Ling Qingyun and asked, "How is it? Are you okay?"
At this moment, Qin Tian's mood was extremely complicated. He didn't expect that at such a life-and-death moment, Ling Qingyun's first reaction would be to protect him.
Ling Qingyun shook her head slightly, and her eyes looking at Qin Tian seemed to contain a sea of stars.
Before Qin Tian could react, Ling Qingyun's face suddenly changed, and a black air rushed straight to her forehead. Seeing this, Qin Tian said to himself that something was wrong and quickly sealed Ling Qingyun's heart meridian.
Xiao Qi's knife was actually coated with a deadly poison. Qin Tian quickly picked up Ling Qingyun and glanced at Dong Ji. "Why don't you drive quickly? What are you standing there for?"
At this time, Dong Ji finally reacted and hurriedly ran to drive back to the Ling family.
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At this moment, the bodies of the six middle-aged bosses turned into a cloud of smoke and disappeared, leaving only Xiaoqi lying dead in the wilderness.
He died extremely peacefully, with a hint of a smile on his lips. His death was also quite strange, as there was not a single scar on his body. If it were a forensic examination, it would probably take a long time to determine that he died of illness.
It can be said that Xiaoqi had a very hard life. He lost his mother when he was young. His father was an ordinary man, honest and kind, but timid and fearful.
The sentence he often taught Xiao Qi was: Don't cause trouble. It seemed that everyone in the world was more powerful than him, and they couldn't afford to offend any of them.
Growing up in such an environment, Xiaoqi has been timid and fearful since childhood. For a long time, he even didn't dare to look up at people.
He has a deep-seated inferiority complex and never knows or dares to refuse. To outsiders, he looks honest and timid, and looks like he is easy to bully.
Although he had the opportunity to enter Tantric Buddhism and learn martial arts, this did not make him confident. Instead, he became more awed and feared everything.
But power and time can change a person imperceptibly. He stopped feeling inferior a long time ago. Instead, he endured silently and waited for an opportunity.
Today, this opportunity to make a big splash has arrived.
If he had killed the six fellow disciples, then killed Qin Tian, and brought Ling Qingyun back, his status would have naturally risen when he returned to the Secret Sect. Unfortunately, he failed to achieve his goal.
However, he lived his life to the day he died. I think at that moment, his heart was filled with joy. Although it was short, it was at that moment that he felt alive.
Life is hard, but if you can live upright and have no regrets in just a few decades, that is remarkable.
Death is the greatest sorrow of human beings. Before that, no one needs to look down on anyone else.
We men, full of passion and integrity, stand tall and proud in the world. What is there to fear?
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More than half an hour later, Dong Ji ran through red lights all the way and finally arrived at the Ling family.
Qin Tian carried Ling Qingyun out of the car and walked into the house in two steps. Ling Yuanliang was happy to see this, but when he noticed the anxiety on Qin Tian's face and the black spot on Ling Qingyun's forehead, he realized that something was wrong.
"Sir, Qingyun..." Ling Yuanliang asked hurriedly.
Qin Tian didn't have time to explain so much, and quickly said, "Give me a quiet room, and don't let anyone disturb me."
Hearing Qin Tian say this, Ling Yuanliang also realized the seriousness of the matter, but Ling Zhongguo seemed to be a little slow and didn't say anything before Qin Tian entered the house.
Unable to ask Qin Tian, Ling Zhongguo had to look at Dong Tian and ask, "Brother Ji, what happened to Qingyun?"
"It's poisoned, and it seems to be very troublesome." Dong Ji replied.
After receiving this answer, Ling Zhongguo and Ling Yuanliang were both extremely anxious and at a loss.
Ling Zhongguo said hurriedly, "Why... didn't they send him to the hospital? I... I'll call the hospital right away."
Well, Ling Zhongguo was so anxious that he lost his mind. Fortunately, although Mr. Ling was anxious, he still had his wits about him. He slapped Ling Yuanliang on the head and said, "You are so confused. If the master can't save him, then the hospital is helpless."
After hearing Ling Yuanliang's words, Ling Zhongguo finally reacted and slapped his forehead, "I'm really confused."
At this moment, in the room, Qin Tian laid Ling Qingyun flat on the bed with a frown on his face.
He murmured, "How could the bipolar poison be this kind of poison!"
These two extreme poisons are made from the ghost midges that grow in the deepest part of the Netherworld, under the sea of blood, in the extremely yin place, and the purifying flowers that grow in the divine pool above the Nine Heavens, in the extremely yang place.
This flower of purification is a magical flower that can cure all poisons, but the ghost midge is a poisonous insect that is mutually exclusive with the flower of purification.
Logically speaking, it is impossible to refine something like this. But there are always geniuses who can successfully develop it.
During the refining process, there are only three possibilities: failure, destruction of both parties, and mutual destruction.
Secondly, by making the elixir of purification and taking it, one can be immune to all poisons in the world, even the most extreme poisons.
The third is to refine these two extreme poisons, so that there is no cure except the elixir of purification.
In general, the possibility of refining the bipolar poison is only one in ten thousand.
As for refining the elixir of world purification, the chances are only one in ten thousand.
What shocked Qin Tian the most was that these two polar poisons were almost never found even in the divine realm, and even the best poison refiners would find it difficult to refine them.
Moreover, it is absolutely impossible for these two polar poisons to appear on Earth. Not to mention whether anyone can refine them, it is impossible for the Flower of Purification and the Ghost Midge to exist.
Even without mentioning the huge difference in the spiritual power of heaven and earth, there is no area where the flowers of purification and the poisonous ghost midges are produced.
This made Qin Tian very confused and puzzled. The relationship between the divine world and the earth seemed to be extremely complicated.
Obviously, the Earth does not have the conditions to produce something, even a treasure that is rare in the God Realm, but the Earth can still produce it. This really makes Qin Tian even more confused.
Before, the idea of doubt may have been very small, but now, at this moment, this doubt is growing bigger and bigger in Qin Tian's heart.
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