I take the unicorn to the world

Chapter 623 Don't Touch Me
It's getting closer... It's getting closer... Zhou Ming could smell the breath of death getting closer and closer even with his eyes closed. He will be continuously sucked into his mouth by that blood corpse, and in the end he will be sucked like a mummy...

With a "crash", a lot of sour and choking liquid suddenly fell from the top of his head, splashing all over his body. When he opened his eyes and looked, he saw that the blood corpse half a step away from him was protruding all over his body. There was a burst of white smoke, as if a basin of charcoal fire was suddenly poured with a basin of cold water, and the steaming mist had a sour smell.

The blood corpse suddenly yelled, waved its arms frantically, and rolled on the ground in pain.

Zhou Ming took a deep breath, but he didn't understand what was going on, so he turned his head and looked at the wall. It turned out that the master was squatting on the wall with a big porcelain jar.

"Master... what are you holding in your hand..." Zhou Ming asked feebly, and finally his body fell limply on the ground.

Daoist Qingfeng threw the empty vinegar jar aside, jumped off the courtyard wall in a flash, came to Zhou Ming's side, and asked with all concern: "Ming'er... are you okay?" He reached out to help Zhou Ming.

"Master... don't touch me... My disciple was poisoned by the blood corpse, and one arm is rotten... You will be infected with the poison if you touch my disciple." Zhou Ming sat on the ground, waved his hand, and said loudly .

Daoist Qingfeng was taken aback, and hurriedly put down a vinegar jar from his body, and hurriedly said: "Minger, quickly put your hand into the vinegar jar, it's full of vinegar, it's specially used for dissolving blood corpses Corpse poison, after a while at night, your arm will be useless."

Zhou Ming struggled to sit still, and quickly put his rotten hand into the vinegar jar. It was fine if he didn't put it in, but when he put it in, the pain was so painful that he almost fainted. His whole arm seemed to have thousands of roots The steel needles pierced at the same time, the pain is absolutely unbearable for ordinary people.
Zhou Ming let out a scream, and quickly withdrew his hand, saying in a trembling voice, "Master...it hurts too much..."

"Put it in even if it hurts...you don't want your life anymore!" Daoist Qingfeng scolded angrily, and then said: "As a teacher, I don't have time to talk to you kid. After soaking my arm in a while, I will smear this jar of vinegar From top to bottom, as a teacher, I still have to wipe out those two blood corpses."

Saying so, Taoist Master Qingfeng stood up, hugged a vinegar jar, and strode towards another blood corpse. Zhou Mingchao took a look at his master, only to find that the old man had no shoes on one foot. He was also limping when he walked, and he looked rather funny. It is rare for a person as rigorous as Master to appear in front of everyone with such disheveled clothes.

Right now, he was not in the mood to think about it, so Zhou Ming had no choice but to listen to his master, and soaked his entire arm in the vinegar jar. The pain made him cry. This crime is really not something ordinary people can bear.

"Governor Zhang... Hurry up and order someone to kill the bloody corpse that fell on the ground, remember! Be sure to cut off its head. It has no poison on it now, and I have to deal with another one." The blood corpse..." Qing Fengdao shouted towards Governor Zhang from a long distance.

When everyone saw Daoist Qingfeng appearing in front of them, they were overjoyed immediately, as if they had escaped from the Jiuyou Hell, Governor Zhang hurriedly ordered the guards and officers and soldiers around him: "Have you heard that, go all over, chop up that bloody corpse killed!"

(End of this chapter)