632. Bitter hatred

More people is great strength, the blood corpse is not poisoned, it is equivalent to a toothless tiger, although it is uncomfortable to hit people, at most it is a broken tendon and fracture, so as not to lose their lives, many officers and soldiers waved the big blade in their hands, swarmed towards the bloody corpse on the ground for a while, after a while, the bloody corpse was silent, these guards and officers hated the bloody corpse, although the bloody corpse stopped struggling, these people still did not let go of its corpse, holding the big blade, and kept chopping the bloody corpse into pieces, This is all incomprehensible, the entire Zhang family mansion, even the officers and soldiers plus Governor Zhang's family, hundreds of people, there are still dozens of people left, and the rest are all let these blood corpses kill their lives, which has to make these people's hearts full of bitter hatred for this blood corpse.

Governor Zhang hugged his youngest son and Wang Zhixian and Master Zhu and others walked towards the Qingfeng Dao Chief, Governor Zhang put his youngest son on the ground, and held the Qingfeng Dao Chief, seeing that there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, he couldn't help but be shocked, and asked eagerly: "Qingfeng Dao Chief...... You...... Are you alright? ”

Qingfeng Dao Chang coughed a few times, spit out a mouthful of blood foam, his chest rose and fell violently, and he said weakly: "Poor Dao can't die for a while...... Go and see how I'm doing......"

Governor Zhang glanced up at the place where Zhou Ming was, and said to a few people on the side: "Quickly invite that little Taoist to come over......

Those people answered, walked over and carried Zhou Ming over, Zhou Ming held a vinegar jar with one hand, and the other hand was still in the vinegar jar, as Zhou Ming got closer and closer, a strong vinegar smell spread, and the smoker wanted to sneeze.

Those people put Zhou Ming down, and Master Zhou Mingming glanced at it, and saw that his old man's face was sallow, and there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth, so he couldn't help but be shocked, and hurriedly asked, "Master...... How did you get hurt? Is it strict? ”

Qingfeng Dao Chang didn't answer, but glanced at Zhou Ming, and said lightly: "Stretch out your hand, and look at the poor Dao ......"

Zhou Ming just took advantage of the group of people to deal with the blood corpse, he used most of the jar of vinegar, smeared his whole body, and exuded a smell of vinegar all over his body, and he didn't waste the remaining half of the jar of vinegar, his hand was kept in it and he didn't take it out, and when he heard the master say this, he pulled out his hand, and when he took it out, he was also startled, his arms and palms were more than twice as thick as usual, and many of the rotten places did not heal, nor did they continue to deteriorate, it looked really scary.

"Master...... How did the apprentice's arm become like this......" Zhou Ming asked in disbelief, and suddenly felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

Qingfeng Dao's breathing gradually calmed down, and he sighed and said, "Feng'er...... It's good that you can keep this arm...... At least it works...... If the teacher comes a little later, your arm will rot away...... It may also spread throughout the body and eventually turn into a puddle of pus and blood......"

"Can that apprentice's arm be restored to its former state? If you make it look like this, how will you see people in the future? Zhou Ming was a little anxious, half of his arm was white, and some places were rotten, how to look at it and feel disgusting, which made Zhou Ming, who has always paid more attention to appearance, a little difficult to accept.