Chapter 813: Before dying

For a while, Daoist Master Qingfeng and the white-haired female corpse were at a standstill, the white-haired female corpse couldn't bite Zhou Ming's neck, and Daoist Master Qingfeng couldn't pull the white-haired female corpse away from Zhou Ming's side, the white-haired female corpse anxiously and continuously let out a low roar, and a stream of black mist spewed out from its mouth.

After a moment of stalemate, Qingfeng felt himself more and more strained, the white-haired female corpse's mouth is closer and closer to Zhou Ming's neck, now Qingfeng's two arm wounds have long been cracked, the blood flow, a Taoist robe all stained with blood.

Suddenly, Daoist Master Qingfeng only felt that his brain was buzzing, and he had a feeling that he was going to faint, and he didn't know whether it was because he smelled the black mist from the white-haired female corpse's mouth, or because he had lost too much blood.

"No way! Absolutely can't fall down, once he falls down, this little life of Ming's will surely be lost …… " Qingfeng Taoist thought, biting through his lips with his teeth, the pain made him awake again, he suddenly let out a low cry, lifted up one of his feet, and transported ten percent of the force, and fiercely towards the waist of that female corpse Kicked the past, ears only heard a "click", the body of the white-haired female corpse suddenly leaned back, away from Zhou Ming's neck finally far away, Qingfeng Taoist also increased the force in his hands, violently pulled back, directly pulled down a large handful of white hair of the female corpse.

The white-haired female corpse was finally enraged, it once again let out a low roar, and directly threw Zhou Ming out, and at once threw out several feet away, and landed heavily on the ground, it quickly turned its body, and once again turned to pounce on Daoist Master Qingfeng.

Qingfeng Taoist head at this time is too injured, naturally do not dare to fight with this white-haired female corpse, at this moment is to have nine lives can not fight this evil thing. He flashed his body, dodged the claws of the white-haired female corpse, and ran in the opposite direction from Zhou Ming.

The white-haired female corpse is in hot pursuit, the speed is very fast, a body of white hair trembling, two white eyeballs look very scary, Qingfeng Taoist ran around the chamber for a few laps, and more and more no strength, the speed of the feet is more and more slow, and finally, the white-haired female corpse stretched out her claws and scratched in the Qingfeng Taoist's back, the Qingfeng Taoist directly flung to the ground, just want to climb up, the white-haired female corpse grabbed the Qingfeng Taoist's one foot, and fiercely toward the Qingfeng Taoist's one leg, and then grabbed it. The white-haired female corpse grabbed one of Qingfeng Taoist's feet and pulled it towards her side.

Qingfeng Taoist head of the whole body prostrate on the ground, hands buckle the ground, will ten fingers are buckled out of blood, the body is still fast towards the white-haired female corpse, suddenly, Qingfeng Taoist head of the body suddenly turned around, lifted up the other foot, according to the white-haired female corpse of the face of the door ruthlessly kicked the head of the white-haired female corpse tilted back for a moment, and then the whole body rose up in the air, directly pressed on the Qingfeng Taoist head of the body, hands clenched deadlocked on the body. The white-haired female corpse's head tilted back a bit, and then her whole body rose up in the air and directly pressed on Daoist Master Qingfeng's body, her hands clasped Daoist Master Qingfeng's arms, and she opened her fangs towards Daoist Master Qingfeng's neck and bit down.

At this moment, Qingfeng Taoist head of the heart as ashes, hastily closed his eyes, thinking that this old life is completely accounted for here, before he died, he suddenly wanted to tell Zhou Ming to run fast, but did not open his mouth, but found that the white-haired female corpse's sharp teeth never fell on his neck, so opened his eyes, and found that Zhou Ming did not know when it was lying on the back of the white-haired female corpse, a hand He was holding its neck, so its sharp teeth didn't bite down.