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This time, Fang Yu encountered a rather difficult problem. Yan Huaimin was poisoned, and neither acupuncture nor the use of psychic power to drive away the poison had any effect.

When he was extremely anxious, he suddenly found that the ring on his hand suddenly emitted purple light.

Fang Yu knew that this phenomenon meant that there were people from the psychic clan nearby, and when he found the sound of fighting outside the door, he immediately walked out.

When he saw Ling Yan'er and Ling You's master and servant appearing outside the door, Fang Yu felt happy. Since they appeared, they would definitely be able to help him solve this trouble.

Turning his eyes towards Uncle Li, who looked a little pale, Fang Yu couldn't help but ask, "Why did you start fighting?"

"It's nothing. We planned to go in and help, but the uncle was unwilling, so there was no other way. Lingyou only..." Ling Yan'er said with a smile.

"In that case, come in quickly. The matter is urgent." Fang Yu knew that they were here to help him, so he didn't say anything polite. Moreover, Yan Huaimin's situation in the ward was urgent and he didn't have time to say anything.

These are a waste of time.

"Okay, let me help you get rid of the poison first." Ling Yan'er stepped forward and prepared to enter.

"Stop." Yan Ting stood in front of the ward door with a cold expression. There was no friendly expression on her face. She looked at Ling Yan'er in front of her and asked, "Who are you? Your men injured Uncle Li.

Why should I let you in?"

"Haha, it's okay not to go in. Just wait until your father is killed by the poison gas." Ling Yan'er said with a smile. Although her voice was calm, it had a deterrent effect.

"You..." Upon hearing this, Miss Yan Ting's expression changed, and then she pointed at Fang Yu and said, "With him here, nothing will happen."

"Really? If he doesn't need my help, then I'll leave." Ling Yan'er smiled sweetly, turned around quickly, and planned to leave with him.

"Miss Ling Yan'er, please come in with me. I'm at my wits' end now." Fang Yu's voice came from behind immediately. Regardless of whether Yan Ting would lose her temper, Fang Yu immediately walked to Ling Yan'er's side.

Before, he said with a smile.

"Oh? Then there's nothing I can do if this young lady won't let me in." Ling Yan'er narrowed her beautiful eyes and looked at Fang Yu with a playful expression.

"I'm in charge here for the time being. Come in quickly, otherwise, it will be too late." Fang Yu glanced at Yan Ting, who looked angry, and then walked into the ward with Ling Yan'er.

Bang!

A soft slamming of the door woke up Miss Yan, who was still a little shocked. When she was about to enter the ward to see her father's condition, she was already controlled by the ghost outside the ward.

"Let me in. Fang Yu let a stranger in without asking my opinion. I'm really angry." Yan Ting was so angry that she cried. Her father was like this, plus

The appearance of an unknown, strangely dressed but very beautiful woman really made Miss Yan feel a little mixed.

Firstly, it was about her father's safety, and secondly, when she saw the woman being intimate with Fang Yu, Miss Yan burst into tears.

"Tingting, maybe that woman can really save Uncle Yan. Fang Yu just knows that the matter is urgent. It would be bad if the treatment is delayed because of asking for your opinion." Lin Ruofei hurriedly stepped forward to comfort him.

Looking at Yan Ting, but thinking about how Fang Yu was so affectionate with that strangely dressed woman with a personality like Lin Ruofei's, she still felt a little sour in her heart.

Moreover, from Lin Ruofei's point of view, that woman was so good-looking, which really made people feel uncomfortable. Even she, Lin Ruofei, felt inferior to her.

"Miss, let's wait outside. Fang Yu will not harm the master." Li Bo walked up, glanced at the cold Lingyou, and comforted Yan Ting.

"Yes." Yan Ting nodded, and then sat up on the bench in front of the ward door.

While those outside were waiting anxiously, Fang Yu and Ling Yan'er were standing in front of Yan Huaimin's hospital bed.

"It seems that she has indeed fallen into the ghost clan's seductive spell." Ling Yan'er frowned slightly, and her face changed a bit as she looked at the black energy that was constantly flowing around Yan Huaimin's body.

"Then is there any way to save him?" Fang Yu's face changed a little. Although he didn't know what the Soul-Seducing Technique was, he knew it was not simple when he heard such a cool name.

At least there was nothing I could do from the beginning.

"Yes, there is, but it's a bit troublesome." Ling Yan'er shook her head and said.

"It's okay, as long as I can save people, I'm not afraid of any trouble." Fang Yu touched his nose, but felt that this sentence sounded a bit strange, so he said sheepishly: "Excuse me, this is a matter of life and death.

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"Okay, for the sake of this little guy like you, I'll help you this time." Ling Yan'er smiled and nodded, then stretched out her hand and gave Fang Yu a mysterious smile.

"What's wrong?" Seeing the other party's appearance, Monk Fang Yuzhang was confused.

"Give me the psychic ring. How can I exorcise the poison without the aid of a spiritual weapon?" Ling Yan'er glanced at Fang Yu helplessly. Do you really not understand, or are you just pretending to be confused?

"Oh." Fang Yu said, and immediately took out the black ring on his hand.

After hesitating for a moment, he handed it over to Ling Yan'er.

Forget it, it would be fine if she returns it to him. If not, just treat it as returning it to its original owner. Fang Yu looked at the black ring that still fell into Ling Yaner's hand, and was a little worried whether he was trying to get it back from her.

He said this deliberately because of his ring.

But there is nothing that can be done now. Even if the other party wants that thing back, I would be too embarrassed to snatch it from the other party.

"You stand aside, I need to use the supreme sacred scripture of our psychic clan to drive away evil spirits." After Ling Yan'er took the ring, she put it in her hands and muttered something.

After this state lasted for a while, Ling Yan'er gave a soft drink and quickly opened her palms. Then, the black ring with purple light slowly rose from her palms, and then hovered in Yan Huai.

people's heads.

"Royal things?" Seeing this phenomenon, these two words immediately jumped out of Fang Yu's mouth.

When I was young, when I was learning kung fu from the old man, the old man talked about the level of mental power.

At that time, the old man said that through innate or acquired training, human beings can exercise their mental strength.

For example, the murderous look released in the eyes means that the killer has killed too many people, and the cerebral cortex has a unique memory of the feeling of killing. Therefore, when the killer kills, he can release this special brain wave, and others can feel it.

, naturally knew that the other party had murderous intentions.

For another example, if you are walking alone, sometimes you can feel that someone is following you. This is not an illusion, but the mental power released by the other person is sensed by your cerebral cortex.

However, these are manifestations of strong mental power. As for some people, they can kill people with their eyes. They can kill the enemy with just one look. This is the real master of mental power.

These are not more powerful. What is more powerful is that some people can also use their mental power to control weapons and kill people by controlling objects.

At that time, Fang Yu thought this was just the old man fooling him, but when he saw what Ling Yan'er showed, he was also shocked. It turns out that there are really people who can control objects.

It will be great when I can do this. Fang Yu murmured in a low voice full of envy, but his eyes fell on Ling Yan'er.

At this moment, Ling Yan'er's body was constantly exuding powerful purple spiritual weapons, and as her hands continued to form seals, the spiritual energy quickly gathered on her hands.

The cloud-like purple spiritual energy continued to gather towards Ling Yan'er's hands, and in the end, it turned into a beam of purple light and flew away towards the psychic ring that was still hovering above Yan Huaimin's head.

Woohoo!

As if receiving the blessing of spiritual power, the psychic ring kept making whining sounds. When the last purple light merged into the psychic ring, the originally black ring suddenly released a powerful purple light. Purple light

Wherever he passed, the black energy on Yan Huaimin's face, which was still eroded by the black energy, disappeared in an instant.

"Huh." Ling Yan'er breathed out slowly, wiped the sweat on her forehead, and spread her left hand, and the psychic ring appeared in the palm of her hand.

"Are you okay?" Fang Yu's mouth was half-opened. From just now to now, he had been standing there watching, and the shock in his heart could no longer be intensified.

"Okay, I'm fine now." Ling Yan'er said with a smile, a pale look on her delicate face. It could be seen that this time, a lot of her spiritual power was consumed.

"Thank you." Fang Yu nodded and smiled, finally feeling relieved.

"You're welcome, little guy, why didn't you tell me when you left Hong Kong?" Ling Yan'er asked.

"I think that with the psychic ring, no matter where I go, you will find me." Fang Yu touched his nose and said with some embarrassment in his heart.

"You little guy, if I hadn't sensed what happened to you through my psychic ring, you would probably have died a long time ago." Ling Yan'er said calmly.

"What do you mean?" Fang Yu looked at Ling Yan'er in surprise, his mouth wide open.

"This is a plan by the ghost tribe to frame you. When you were expelling the poison, the poisonous gas had already entered your body. Although you can't notice it now, when you notice it, you will have become the puppet of the ghost tribe.

Got it." Ling Yaner said calmly, and with a wave of her hand, a purple spiritual energy entered Fang Yu's body, and soon sprang out. Along with the purple spiritual energy, there was also a black gas as thin as a gossamer.

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"What a vicious ghost tribe." Fang Yu's expression changed. He didn't expect that the ghost tribe would use this method to control him. It was simply abominable.

"Okay, little guy, it's a bit dangerous for you to carry this black ring on your body. It seems that I'd better take it back so as to ensure your safety." Ling Yan'er played with the black ring on the palm of her hand.

, then looked at Fang Yu with a playful expression and said.