Without spirit, one would lack strength. Without energy, there was no divine light.
Spirit, Qi, and Spirit were indispensable to martial artists.
The three depended on each other and promoted each other.
Zhou Fan didn't know Kung Fu, nor did he know anything about Inner Force. However, he could tell from the name that the Soulless Attraction was obviously meant to attract people's souls.
If a person lost his soul, it was equivalent to losing his essence, qi, and spirit. What was the difference between him and a useless person?
The worst thing was that this thing fused with the blood and destroyed the human body's hematopoietic function. Without the ability to produce blood, how long could one live?
Zhou Fan didn't have time to study this. He stretched out his hand and said, "I'll listen to you … I've completed the task. Give me the antidote, quickly give me the antidote … I feel like I'm going to die, I'm going to die. "
The pill that the black-robed man fed him was equivalent to a ticking time bomb. It could detonate in his body at any time and take his life away.
The threat of death in the next second was too torturous. If he didn't have more important things to do, he would have collapsed a long time ago.
He needed the antidote. He needed to get rid of the poison in his body and defuse the bomb. That way, he would have a slight sense of security.
This was also the biggest motivation for him to persevere. He didn't want to die.
After a moment of silence, the black-robed man asked, "Your wife … and children, did they drink that bowl of soup?"
Zhou Fan's body trembled violently as he looked at the black-robed man in horror.
This was a rather sensitive and difficult question to answer.
If he said that he drank it, then the black-robed man would be suspicious … What kind of person would kill his own wife and child? Could such a person be trusted?
If he said that he didn't drink it, then the black-robed man would be even angrier … If you reminded your wife and child, would you also remind the rest of the Fang family?
If his actions of reminding his wife and children alerted the Fang family, then wouldn't this mission fail?
"You drank it? Or did you not drink it? "The black-robed man was very concerned about the answer to this question and asked.
"Yes, they drank it …" Zhou Fan's teeth chattered as he cried, "I was afraid of alerting them, so I didn't remind them … They also drank that bowl of soup. Give me the antidote, give me the antidote to the soup, I want to save them … "
Ga ga ga …
The black-robed man laughed. His laughter was even more ear-piercing and unpleasant than his voice.
"People call us beasts. You are the beast. The black-robed man looked at Zhou Fan and said. "In order to save his life, he can even sacrifice his wife and son … If this isn't a slow-acting poison, the poisoned person will die immediately. Or … if I tell you that there is no antidote for this Soulless Attraction … would you feel a little guilty? "
"Give me the antidote." Zhou Fan was like an enraged mad dog. Death had reduced his fear of the black-robed man. He reached out to the black-robed man and roared, "Give me the antidote! You promised me … as long as I help you complete the mission, you'll give me the antidote. "
"I did promise you," said the black-robed man. His wide sleeves didn't move at all, but a small red glass bottle flew out from there.
Zhou Fan took the vial and asked, "Is this the antidote?"
He was a little uncertain. Why did the black-robed man give him the antidote so readily?
Or could it be that this was another type of poison that would kill anyone who drank it?
"This is the antidote," said the black-robed man. "You can only choose to believe it. Because if you don't drink it, the poison in your body will also kill you. "
Zhou Fan no longer hesitated. He unscrewed the cap and poured the red potion into his mouth.
A strong fishy smell wafted out, causing Zhou Fan to retch in disgust.
"Don't vomit," said the black-robed man. "This is raw blood. If you vomit it, you won't be able to cure the poison in your body. The Soulless Attraction is a slow-acting poison, but the poison in your body … will immediately break your meridians and cause you to bleed to death. Every hair on your body can bleed. You must have never seen such a scene, right? "
Zhou Fan forcefully swallowed the thing he was about to vomit back. He looked at the black-robed man and said, "Give me the antidote. I want to save my wife and child …"
"Do you think … you still have a chance to save your wife and child?" asked the black-robed man in a deep voice.
Zhou Fan staggered back and asked in panic, "What are you doing?"
"Of course I'm going to kill you," said the black-robed man. "I promised to give you the antidote, so I'll give you the antidote. However, I didn't say that I wouldn't kill you after giving you the antidote … Stupid animal, you're the only one who knows. How can I let you leave alive? "
As soon as he finished speaking, the black-robed man's body disappeared.
A gust of wind swept past. Zhou Fan thought he was going to die.
His limbs were numb, and his whole body had been frozen into ice.
Or, was he already dead?
This gray world was really like hell.
But, does hell also snow?
When he felt that he could still breathe, when he heard his heart beating fiercely, he realized that he was still alive.
He didn't understand what was going on. His mind was still stuck on the scene of the black-robed man rushing towards him.
His speed was too fast, like a thick fog wrapping around him. What happened after that?
"You're not dead," a familiar man's voice sounded behind him.
Zhou Fan turned around and looked at Fang Yan's eyes. His body powerlessly fell to the ground and said, "You're finally … here."
"It's better to come at the right time than to come early." Fang Yan's gaze was fixed on the black-robed man's face, and he said, "Don't you think so?"
"You …" The black-robed man looked at Fang Yan, then looked at Zhou Fan who was lying on the ground without the strength to move, and said with a voice full of resentment, "Did you plan to set up an ambush?"
Zhou Fan came out to ask for the antidote, and when he was about to kill him, Fang Yan appeared in time to save Zhou Fan. If the appearance of these two people was just a coincidence, the black-robed man wouldn't believe it no matter what.
"Don't act like you're angry," Fang Yan said with a sneer, "You sent someone to kill me, so I should be angry. What right do you have to be angry? The reason why your assassination didn't succeed is because your plan was too stupid … Now, you can take off your black robe. I'm really curious, what kind of person hates me so much that they want to exterminate my Fang family? "
The black-robed man's facial expression was hidden in his hood, and from where Fang Yan stood, he could only see a pitch-black hole. Not even the outline of the face could be seen, which made it very difficult for Fang Yan to distinguish.
However, it was also because of this that he suspected that this person was someone he was familiar with. Otherwise, why would he dress up like a medieval wizard to hide his identity?
The black-robed man sneered and said, "Since you're so curious, then come and take it off yourself …"
As the black-robed man spoke, he leaped up again.
The wide black robe on his body spread out, and it was as if a black wall had appeared in front of Fang Yan out of thin air.
Fang Yan was not afraid of the unknown darkness, and with a tap of his toes, he charged toward the black wall.
Before he got close, a powerful Qi was released.
Fang Yan's body soared into the air like a crane, and his movements were as smooth as flowing water. He punched toward the black-robed man's chest.
Pa!
The powerful Qi hit the black-robed man's chest, and the black-robed man quickly floated backward.
Fang Yan's legs kicked off, and with the help of Drunken Crane Rides the Wind, his body accelerated in the air.
His body shot out like a cannonball, fiercely charging toward the black-robed man.
When Fang Yan got close to the black-robed man, he slammed his palm toward the black-robed man's head.
The black-robed man's head shrank, and he unexpectedly disappeared from the hood.
Without the support of his head, the hood collapsed in an instant.
Fang Yan's palm struck empty air, and his body moved forward in a straight line due to inertia.
Pa!
The black-robed man's wide sleeve swung over, and he began to counterattack.
The sleeve carried a powerful Qi, and it was like a huge steel palm-leaf fan. Before the sleeve could hit a person's body, the strong wind had already swept the person away.
Fang Yan did not retreat, but instead advanced, and his body accelerated again.
The Tai Chi Heart spun, and the Tai Chi Realm completely unfolded.
In Fang Yan's mind, the swung sleeve turned into a square with four black lines.
Of course, in Fang Yan's eyes, its speed was already astonishingly slow.
Fang Yan stretched out his hand like lightning, and grabbed a corner of the sleeve.
His legs exerted force, and his body rose into the air again.
In the air, he used 'Pushing a Thousand Jin with Four Liang', and using his strength as a guide, he levered the huge black-robed man.
His body spun in the air, following the path of the Tai Chi Heart.
With this rotating force as a carrier, Fang Yan's body was able to maintain its momentum in the air and no longer fall.
Then, he pulled the black-robed man and spun like a windmill. Every time he spun, he would reduce some of the force. After they spun countless times, the black-robed man's strength had been completely reduced.
Fang Yan dragged the black-robed man to the ground. He knew that the black-robed man had become a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
He wanted to tear apart his black robe, take off his black hat, and finally cover him with the white cloth that represented death.
He hated the black-robed man to the core!
"Rip …"
A crisp sound was heard.
The sleeve in Fang Yan's hand could not withstand the pull of gravity, and suddenly broke.
Fang Yan reacted quickly, and punched the black-robed man's head.
He was never a picky person. In his opinion, he could first see the black-robed man's true face, and then smash his head, or he could first smash his head, and then see the black-robed man's true face … Perhaps at that time, he would no longer be able to see clearly. Who cared?
"Bam!"
Fang Yan's fist landed solidly on the black robe.
Unfortunately, it was only the black robe, and not the black-robed man's body.
The black-robed man actually used the black robe as a disguise, and played a clever trick of a cicada shedding its carapace.
He slid down from the bottom of the black robe. Earlier, Fang Yan landed on the ground, and then swung his right hand, and a blood-red thread shot towards Zhou Fan, who was lying on the ground.
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