He Qing gave a bitter smile, "This time, I truly experienced what it feels like to look up to others."
The blood that had been churning in her chest and belly like scorching magma moments ago was now being suppressed by Spiritual Power and had somewhat calmed. But the intermingling of cold and heat both inside and outside her body produced an indescribable feeling of both soreness and refreshment.
He Qing barely propped herself up, and with Lin Lin's support, struggled to stand.
At this moment, she could only be glad that it seemed Mingjue did not want to kill her...
No sooner had this thought crossed her mind than she saw a pale red Spiritual Light emanating from Mingjue's palm. He spread his fingers and suddenly grasped He Qing's slender neck!
Lin Lin was taken aback and hastily reached out, with fingers shaped like a knife he chopped straight at his wrist. However, before he could exert any force, Mingjue's other hand pointed at him, striking precisely the Laogong acupoint.
