Many people are powerful. If the blood corpse is gone, it is like a tiger without teeth. Although it is not easy to hit a person, it will be broken at most, and it will not lose its life. Many soldiers waved the blades in their hands and slashed at the blood corpse on the ground like a swarm. In a short while, the blood corpse disappeared. The guards and soldiers hated the blood corpse. Although the blood corpse stopped struggling, these people still did not let its body go. They swung the blades and cut the blood corpse into pieces. They felt unrestrained. The entire Zhang family mansion, including the officers and soldiers of the officers and soldiers, and the family of Governor Zhang, had hundreds of people. There were still dozens of people left now. All the remaining blood corpse killed their lives. This made these people full of deep hatred for the blood corpse.

Governor Zhang hugged his youngest son, Magistrate Wang, Master Zhu and others and walked towards Tutor Qingfeng. Governor Zhang put his youngest son on the ground and held Tutor Qingfeng. Seeing that there was a trace of blood on his lips, he was shocked and asked anxiously: Tutor Qingfeng, are you okay?

Master Qingfeng coughed a few times, spit out a mouthful of blood foam, his chest was fluctuating violently, and he said weakly: I can't die in a while, and you go and see how my disciple is doing.

Governor Zhang looked up at the place where Zhou Ming was, and said to the people beside him: Come here quickly.

The people responded and walked over to lift Zhou Ming over. Zhou Ming held a vinegar jar with one hand and placed the other in the vinegar jar with the other hand. As Zhou Ming got closer, a strong smell of vinegar drifted away, and the smoked person wanted to sneeze.

The few people put Zhou Ming down. Zhou Ming's master glanced at him and saw that his face was pale and blood was still hanging on the corners of his mouth. He was shocked and asked: Master, why are you injured? Seriously?

Priest Qingfeng did not answer, but looked at Zhou Ming and said lightly: Extend your hand, I will take a look.

Zhou Ming took advantage of the group of people dealing with the blood corpse and used most of the jar of vinegar to apply it all over his body. He exuded a jealous smell of vinegar all over his body. He did not waste the remaining half of the jar of vinegar. He kept his hands inside and did not take them out. After hearing what the master said, he pulled his hands out. When he took them out, he was shocked. His arms and palms were more than twice as thick as usual. Many rotten areas had not healed and did not continue to deteriorate. It looked really scary.

Zhou Ming asked in disbelief, and suddenly felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

Master Qingfeng's breathing gradually calmed down, and he sighed and said: Feng'er, your arm can be kept, even if it is good, at least it can be used as a teacher. If you come here for a while, your arm will rot and may spread to your whole body, and finally turn into a pool of pus and blood.
Chapter completed!