Chapter 1297: The Dying
After spitting out this mouthful of blood on the tip of his tongue, Weng Chai's black and shiny face couldn't help but reveal a trace of pale color, and his eyes were also pinched by the little Taoist priest and bloodshot, looking quite hideous. x.
And that Qingxu Demon Dao is really liberated at this moment, if Weng Guess spits out that mouthful of blood on the tip of his tongue for a moment at night, it is estimated that the Qingxu Demon Dao is already dead at this time, but seeing that the layer of faint golden light surrounding the Qingxu Dao Chang immediately dissipated, "poof" made a slight sound, and the yellow paper talismans around him also exploded with a bang, burning in unison.
Before the yellow paper talismans were burned clean, the Qingxu Daoist suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out the long-accumulated blood, his body was crooked, he fell heavily to the ground, and began to tremble spasmodically, and his mouth kept spraying this mouthful of blood foam.
Weng Chai relieved himself a few breaths, and when he saw that the head of Qingxu Dao looked like he was about to lose his breath, he hurriedly ran over in two steps, stretched out his hand to help him up, and said with concern: "Brother Qingxu...... Are you alright...... You can't just die, your enemies haven't been killed yet! ”
Qingxu Dao Chang stared at a pair of round eyes, stretched out his dry hands and grabbed Weng Chai's shoulders, his expression was extremely painful, his nails were cut on Weng Chai's arms, and he directly dug out a few bloody cuts on his dark flesh, his mouth opened and closed, as if he wanted to say something, the words were the exit, and a large mouthful of blood foam poured out of his mouth again.
Weng Chai was frightened inexplicably, and hurriedly stretched out his hand on the neck of the Qingxu Dao Chief, and soon put his hand on his chest, he felt that the true qi in the Qingxu Dao Chang's body had almost been hollowed out, like a candle that was about to burn out, at this time, the Qingxu Dao Chief's chest was rising and falling violently, and his heart was beating wildly, and after a while, the speed of the heartbeat slowed down, and the Qingxu Dao Chang's eyes blinked a few times, seeing that they were about to close, but he always tried his best not to let himself pass out, although the Qingxu Dao Chang was a dying person at the moment, But he still held his breath in his chest, he didn't want to die, he knew what it meant to close his eyes, and once he closed them, he would never open them again.
Weng Chai looked at the Qingxu Daoist who was about to die, and his heart was naturally very uncomfortable, after all, he had saved his life more than ten years ago, and the grace of dripping water would be repaid by Yongquan, Weng Chai grabbed the shoulder of Qingxu Daoist, and said with a sad and indignant face: "Brother Qingxu, you have to hold on, I Weng Chai will not let you die, I must let you live and kill all your enemies!" ”
Qingxu Daoist tried his best to widen his eyes, suddenly, Weng Chai felt that there was something wrong with Qingxu Daochang's eyes, he looked straight behind him, the horror in his eyes was even worse, Weng Guess himself also felt that something was wrong, the cold and cold feeling came from behind him again, blowing his own clothes hunting, suddenly, Weng Chai turned around and looked back, and couldn't help but be startled again.
I originally thought that the blood on the tip of my tongue was shocked and suppressed the little Taoist, but I never thought that the little Taoist priest somehow catapulted up from the ground again, and a thick black gas filled his body again, this layer of black gas was obviously much lighter than just now, but if he caught Weng Chai again at this time, I am afraid it would not be so simple to be able to survive again.