No matter what, isn't it just blood? Zhou Ming thought about it, so he searched everywhere, trying to find a dagger, cut his wrist, and pour his blood into the master's mouth.

After searching for a while, he couldn't find the dagger. He clearly remembered that there was a dagger coming from his master. Then, Zhou Ming stood up and wanted to search in the tomb. It was possible that it was left on the ground when he was fighting with the white-haired female corpse just now.

As soon as he stood up, the torch placed in the corner of the tomb wall suddenly flashed, and it was completely gone. I don’t know how long the torch had been burning, and the oil on it had been almost burning. So Zhou Ming squatted down in his touch, took out the oil from the package, intending to reignite the torch.

A fire broker was polished, and a faint light flashed and burned in the suppressed and dark tomb chamber, illuminating a small area. Zhou Ming took the fire broker and walked to the torch, poured a small can of oil on it, lit it with the fire broker, and the entire tomb chamber was immediately wrapped in a violently burning flame.

With the warm torch light, Zhou Ming's heart suddenly felt a little more comfortable, and the feeling of depression in his heart was relieved a lot. However, when he thought of his serious injury to his master, his heart immediately sank again. He quickly turned around and glanced into the cave. But he saw a ball of black ashes not far away. When he walked over, he saw that there was a pair of skeletons that had not yet been completely burned, especially the burnt on his hands had been bent and deformed.

Zhou Ming recognized it at a glance, and it must be the white-haired female corpse. Zhou Ming naturally knew nothing about what happened when he fainted. However, looking at the scars of his master, he must have had a fierce battle with the white-haired female corpse. Finally, the master finally subdued the white-haired female corpse and set off a fire to burn it all. This is the safest way. No matter what, it will never change again.

Looking at the corpse burned into skeletons on the ground, Zhou Ming took a deep breath and couldn't help but think in his heart that this night was really thrilling, a bizarre and strange night. He had not yet figured out how he survived, and the wounds on his body, but after waking up, he was completely healed.

After staying for a while, Zhou Ming took another step. After taking two steps, he saw another scene that surprised him. He almost exclaimed in surprise and took two steps backwards.

A big white fox was lying in front of him. Its eyes were staring at him, and a dagger was inserted in front of his chest. The dagger was directly penetrated into the base, leaving only a handle outside. There was a dark red blood stain under the white fox, which had already dried up and seemed to have been dead for a long time.
Chapter completed!