Verse 29: Blood from the tip of the tongue

Qingfeng Dao Chang felt a sharp loosening on his arms, and even clicked on several big points on his body, stopping the blood that kept gushing out of his arms, and as soon as he stood firm, he felt dizzy and almost fainted, but before he fell, Wu Feng's body was really unable to support it, and he fell softly. Recommended [Jing'an Novel Network]:/

Qingfeng Dao's eyes were quick, he dragged him down, stretched out his fingers to probe his nose, fortunately he just lost too much blood and fainted, and quickly hit several big points on his body, helping him stop the blood.

After gently putting Wu Feng's body on the ground, Qingfeng Dao Chang looked up at the murderous corpse again, and saw that after she fell to the ground with white smoke, her whole body trembled violently, and after a while, she bounced violently again, screaming and jumping away.

"Not good! This corpse can't be lost. Qingfeng Dao Commander let out a low sigh, strode towards the murderous corpse, and reached out and took out a corpse suppression talisman from his backpack while running, and held it in his hand.

Zhao Lianxin, the murderous corpse who was sprayed with blood on the tip of his tongue, was in great pain at this time, and his body was not controlled at all, Qingfeng Dao Chang quickly ran to his side, saw an opportunity, and quickly pasted the corpse talisman in his hand on her forehead, Zhao Lianxin's body shook violently for a while, and then there was no sound.

Qingfeng Dao breathed a long sigh of relief, and the tense nerves were finally eased, but just now he urged the true qi to spew out a mouthful of blood on the tip of the tongue, and the power of the backlash surged, and the internal organs were churning like a sea, and his throat and eyes followed by a sweetness, "wow" spit out a mouthful of blood, his body was weak, and he collapsed to the ground.

Qingfeng Dao Chang only felt dizzy at the moment, closed his eyes, groped up and down with his hands for a while, and finally took out a small medicine bottle from his backpack, poured out a few pills, swallowed it, and gradually felt some strength.

After resting for a while, Qingfeng Dao Chang stood up from the ground and slowly walked to Wu Feng's side, Wu Feng's injuries were not much better than him, and there were also blood holes on his two arms, and a lot of blood was sucked by the murderous corpse of the son and mother, if it wasn't for the timely squirting of blood on the tip of his tongue just now, his life would have been gone at this moment.

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

After waiting for about a stick of incense, Wu Feng slowly opened his eyes, and a smiling face that was originally dark was completely bloodless at this time, and the white was terrifying.

"Master...... We...... Are they all dead? Wu Feng asked weakly with tears in his eyes.

Qingfeng Dao Chang was amused by this stupid apprentice, but he still said with a stern face: "It's not dead yet, but it's just a little bit close." Qingfeng Dao gestured with two fingers in front of him.

Wu Feng grinned weakly and muttered, "It's good if you're not dead...... I haven't lived enough, that merciful sister is too powerful......"

At the mention of this Zhao mercy, Qingfeng Daochang's face immediately became gloomy, and he said with a little reproach: "Who asked your kid to block her with his hand just now, + Passion Novel/class12/1.html Do you know how dangerous this will be?" If it weren't for the timely action for the teacher, you would have drunk Meng Po soup by this time......"