Long Chen hastily ran back to Meng Qi’s room. Meng Qi was sitting on her bed, a faint black qi appearing on her face. Ling Yunzi had a hand on her back, spiritual qi curling around him, his head covered with sweat.

“Long Chen!” Tang Wan-er seemed to have found hope and hastily explained, “Sister Meng Qi was sleeping fine at first, but out of nowhere, her body began to spasm. I don’t know what’s going on.”

“She’s been poisoned. I’m using my spiritual qi to suppress the poison, not letting it invade her soul, but her body is too weak. It’s extremely taxing for me,” explained Ling Yunzi.

If it was an ordinary person, Ling Yunzi wouldn’t find it so difficult to suppress the poison. But Meng Qi’s body was too weak, and the slightest mistake might cause her body to explode.

Not to mention, the poison was too fierce, constantly attacking Ling Yunzi’s suppression, making it very hard on him.

Long Chen hastily went over and peeled back Meng Qi’s eyelids. There were countless little specks in her pupils.

He quickly pressed onto the YuZhen acupuncture point at the back of her head and poured in his powerful Spiritual Strength.

“You can’t!”...