Chapter 28: The Blood of the Tongue

The Corpse-Driving TaoistChapter 29

Taoist Master Qingfeng felt a violent loosening above his arms, and even pointed several major points on his body to stop the blood that continued to gush out from his arms, and just after he had stabilized his body, he felt a wave of dizziness, and almost fainted, but before he collapsed, Wu Feng's body was really unable to support it, and he fell down softly.

Qingfeng Taoist priest quick eyes and hands, a drag him, stretching out his fingers to probe the nose, fortunately just blood loss, fainted, and then hastily hit a few big points on his body, to help him also stop the blood.

After gently placing Wu Feng's body on the ground, Taoist Master Qing Feng looked up towards the corpse, and saw that after she fell to the ground with white smoke, her body trembled violently, and came over for a while, and then violently jumped up, and screamed miserably and jumped towards the distance.

"Not good! This corpse can't be lost." Qingfeng Taoist Master let out a low cry, striding towards that son of a mother murderous corpse chased after it, reaching out from his back pocket to take a corpse suppressor talisman in his hand as he ran.

Being sprayed with a face of blood of the tongue, Zhao Renxin's body was in a lot of pain, and her body was jumping around uncontrollably, Qingfeng quickly ran to his side, and at an opportune moment, he quickly pasted the talisman in his hand on top of her forehead, and Zhao Renxin's body shook violently for a while, and then there were no more noises.

Qingfeng Taoist director breathed a sigh of relief, taut nerves were finally eased, but just urged the true qi sprayed a mouthful of blood on the tip of the tongue, the backlash of the force surging to the five viscera and six bowels row on the sea like a turbulence, the eyes of the throat followed a sweet, "wow" spat out a large mouth of fresh blood, the body is soft, collapsed on the ground.

Qingfeng Taoist only feel dizziness at the moment, closed his eyes, hands all over the body for a while fumbling, finally from the backpack touched a small vial, poured out a few grains of pills, swallowed, and gradually will feel some strength.

After a little rest for a period of time, Qingfeng Taoist only from the ground stood up, slowly walked to the side of Wu Feng, Wu Feng's injuries than he is not much better, two arms above the same are blood holes, and was that the son of the mother of the ferocious corpse sucked away quite a lot of blood, if not just a mouthful of blood of the tip of the tongue sprayed in time, at the moment, his life has long since disappeared.

Qingfeng Taoist poured out a few more pills from the vial just now, and with one hand, he lifted up Wu Feng's body and stuffed those pills into his mouth.

After waiting for about an incense stick of time, Wu Feng slowly opened his eyes, an originally dark smiling face, at this time has completely lost blood color, white and scary.

"Master …… are we …… all dead?" Wu Feng asked weakly with tears in his eyes.

Daoist Master Qingfeng was amused by this silly disciple, but still said with a serious face, "Not dead yet, but it's just a little bit short." Daoist Master Qingfeng gestured two fingers in front of him.

Wu Feng grinned his big mouth weakly and muttered, "It's good if it's not dead …… Apprentice hasn't lived long enough, that sister Renxin is just too powerful ……"

As soon as this Zhao Renxin was mentioned, Qingfeng Taoist Master's face immediately became gloomy and said with a slight reproach, "Who let your kid block her with his hand just now, do you know how dangerous this will be? If it is not for the teacher to step out in time, you at this time have already all drank on the Mengbo soup ……"