Seeing Zhang Xiaohua sealing his own acupoints, Vice Hall Master Xu opened his mouth, wanting to say something. Unfortunately, he couldn't make a sound. It seems even if he now possessed the eloquence of a Buddha, Zhang Xiaohua was absolutely not going to let him off.
Zhang Xiaohua pried open Vice Hall Master Xu's mouth, lifting a finger and then the teacup filled with poisonous blood and pus flew out, directly pouring into Vice Hall Master Xu's mouth. Vice Hall Master Xu's body was writhing, trying hard to spit out the poisonous blood, but a sip of cold tea made him give up the thought.
Feeding him the poisonous blood, Vice Hall Master Xu's face turned red in a moment, and pungent sweet filthy blood seeped from the corners of his mouth. Under the lamp light, it looked extraordinarily brilliant. Zhang Xiaohua smiled and pointed at Vice Hall Master Xu's body, unsealing the acupoints.
