There are constant shouts of killing around, and it is difficult to distinguish between people and figures.

There was no noise but nothing came to Wu Xian's ears.

His brain seemed to be hit by a hammer, and it hurt so much that it was numb, leaving only endless buzzing sounds in his ears. Shocked to the point of aphasia, he lost the ability to speak and think for a moment, and the ridicule was repeated again and again. He gritted his teeth and his raised fingers trembled into a sieve: "You, you actually - fooled the lonely!"

Wu Xian's personal guards and soldiers also reacted, drew their swords and pointed them at the national master, surrounding them, and predicted that he would be unable to fly. The national master had no fear in the face of such a large formation. He lowered his head slightly, allowing a few strands of silver-white hair to pass through his eyes, slightly covering the ridicule deep in his pupils. The national master looked at everyone with a very interesting look, as if he was looking at a group of ignorant and dull wild monkeys who had not evolved completely, and opened his lips and mocked Wu Xian ruthlessly: "You without a brain are also qualified to call me a lonely person in front of me?"

Wu Xian's chest became stuffy and his eyes were bloodshot.

The big eyes of the copper bell were almost so angry that it protruded out of its sockets.

He raised his hand and covered his chest. His blood was rushing to the sky under the influence of anger, and his blood vessels were about to explode! Wu Xian could only endure it and endure it, trying to swallow the blood surging in his throat. He said hoarsely: "What do you want to do? Wu Gu trusts you so much, promises that after the promise is fulfilled, the Eternal Life Cult becomes the national religion, regards you as the national teacher of the High Kingdom, and promises you to preach scriptures and preach in China - so many things, Gu asked himself that he had shown his greatest sincerity, why are you not satisfied? He still betrayed! Whose person are you?"

Wu Xian was so angry that he didn't think it was Shen Tang.

He, the "Tang Di Friend", is also a victim now.

Only the "snipe and clam fight, the fisherman gains profit" can explain that Wu Xian is only angry and unwilling to accept it at this moment. He wants to know which turtle man became this "fisherman"! He wants to do his best to lift all the ashes of the other ancestors of the eighteen generations!

The national teacher's eyes swept across the battlefield indifferently.

I don’t know what happened in the past, and my smile was cold: “You ask me why I am not satisfied? Why do you still betray me? Whose person I am? Oh, do you all call yourself lonely and widowed have the same habit, and you will only ask the same question when you die? Why don’t you find the reason for yourself before asking these questions? No minister suddenly developed the intention of killing the master. If you do this, it is naturally because the master did something bad and has a way to kill him. Don’t ask the ministers, ask yourself more.”

Somehow, these words made Wu Xian get goosebumps.

He also knew a little about the origin of the national master, and naturally he also knew who the previous lord of the national master was and how he died strangely.

The other party's connotation made him dare not think too much about it.

I'm afraid this was not for Wu Xian to listen to.

Wu Xian gasped heavily, clearing the extra thoughts in his mind one by one, his eyes firm as rocks, and shouted: "Kill him!"

No matter what reason the national teacher is giving him a move, Wu Xian can't let him continue to live. The old thing will die today!

The national teacher just disdains this.

Remind him: "Master Wu might as well look at the current situation?"

The closest guard to the national master heard Wu Xian's order and rushed forward. The lethality can be imagined. More than a dozen swords, guns, swords and halberds were stopped by a white bone general who had emerged from the ground at the same time. More than a dozen people pressed down with force, and the white bone general did not move at all.

Several guards gritted their teeth and tried their best to eat.

It is impossible to resist the White Bone General's gun and sweep with one blow.

The gun shadow slammed head-on, and more than a dozen people flew backwards immediately, causing the people to fall over. Some people got up in pain, covered the wound on their chest, but only felt the broken ribs. The injury was not fatal, but even more fatal was the death breath that was wandering wildly around the limbs and bones! They were like maggots attached to bones, chewing and cutting the Dan Mansion and meridians of several people, which was like swaying from the body!

"Sir!"

The less injured jumped up.

Although the civil and military are in a reversal, the skills of studying hard for many years are still there!

Unexpectedly, before charging out a few steps, a slightly cool collision force hit his throat. The guard stopped and was led back a few steps back. He used the weapon in his hand to stabilise his body. After standing firmly, he heard the Lord Wu Xian shouting in shock and heartbrokenly, looking at his mouth, it seemed that he was calling his words.

He blinked in confusion, and the blunt pain in his throat came late.

He lowered his head a little, only to see a small half-tail feather.

A little swallowing will cause severe pain.

Under normal circumstances, if the power of this arrow cannot be taken away by a brave warrior wearing a martial armor, it will be difficult for a better general to get close. However, the current generals are half-baked, and scholars are also half-pound. Taking away a rookie, a literary scholar, is a sneak attack, and it is not too easy!

Without waiting for him to endure his injuries, he drew out the feather arrow.

Buzz —

Another arrow hit the center of the eyebrows.

Feather arrows pierced through the middle of the eyebrows and flew out from the back of the head.

The guard swallowed with great reluctance.

As his body fell, his vision gradually blurred, and darkness surrounded him like a tide, and the coldness that could not be described in words squeezed his soul from all directions. His body began to fall, and the more he fell, the colder his soul became until he had no consciousness.

jingle!

In the darkness, a ringtone appeared faintly.

A large open space appeared beside Wu Xian and the national teacher.

The corpse of a hedgehog who was stabbed into a feather arrow lay all over the ground, all with Wu Xian’s familiar faces! Some were not in the same mind as him, and they sang against him all day long, and there were important officials who were loyal to him. The fallen guards were his own direct descendants, and a considerable number of them were from the Wu clan branch. Their fathers and brothers also sacrificed their lives and shed their blood for Wu Xian’s career.

Now, all fell dramatically at your feet.

Wu Xian’s world was stained with blood.

The great hatred soared into the sky, and his eyes were scarlet.

"Ahhhhhhhh--"

The pain and regret in my heart cannot even vent my roar.

Looking at Wu Xian, who was emitting a red light all over his body, the national teacher frowned, and Wu Xian was vaguely showing a tendency to break through the constraints of the literati's way.

He was not surprised by this.

Even though his way of literati has been fulfilled for many years, Wu Xian has held the seal in his hand and is useless, and he is still the lord of a country. The way of princes is even more slutty than the way of literati. The national teacher doesn't want to raise a tiger to cause trouble, so he just let it go: "Take it down and destroy it!"

The white bones and martial soldiers are ordered to be prohibited.

"Don't hurt my lord!"

The generals of Gao Guo who were far away almost vomited blood.

I was anxious but was dragged by the white bone warriors who kept crawling out of the big pit. These bone frames were not afraid of death. If they were broken, they could pick up the bone frame and slam it into the joints. They didn't see if the bones they picked up were their own. They started to fight them as soon as possible.

They can be repeated countless times.

They can't do it with flesh and blood.

For a time, the white bones and martial soldiers fought more and more, and their injuries were one after another. If the soldiers were not allowed to develop morale and could use morale to build defense, the army would be defeated faster. It would be difficult to protect themselves, let alone rescue Wu Zhaode.

The ending was hard to change even if everyone cried.

If nothing unexpected happens, an accident will happen.

A red light broke through the air, and a shot pierced through dozens of skeletons, just blocking Wu Xian, who was covered in blood. When Wu Xian saw the figure of the visitor clearly, his expression became numb, and the others were completely stunned. Even the national teacher's facial nerve began to lose control, and he doubted whether the visitor had run into the wrong place. What was even more shocking was behind. After a while, another small braid stepped on the person and flew over.

It can be seen that he is not very skilled in using [Chasing Wind and Tingjing], and he uses a lot of energy to every facial muscle.

"It's so slow!" Gong Xiqiu slapped the head of a skeleton with one hand, and embedded the other hand into the sky spirit cover of another skeleton. He twisted it off and swung it violently, and the group of bones surrounded him, "I never want to be a literary scholar in my life."

The literary scholar who uses [Chasing the Wind and Tinging the Scenery] is like an old lady in an eighty-year-old carriage. Elegant is elegant, but the speed is also outrageously slow. A general pays attention to efficiency in killing people. Do he want to be elegant and fuck him?

Wu Xian's mind was in chaos.

It took me a long time to remember-

The little braid who came later was Gong Xiqiu. The alien barbarian who had a good relationship with Shen Youli was so fucked. The young man who came first looked like these two illegitimate children. It was not born by Shen Youli, but also by Gong Xiqiu. At present, Gaokang and the two countries are still enemies!

Gong Xiqiu seemed to see through Wu Xian’s thoughts.

He said in a quiet voice: "Capture the king first."

Wu Xian thought of himself.

Gong Xichou added: "It's not you."

Wu Xian almost spurted out an old blood, and the momentum that had been forced to boost just now also declined. The sequelae of the explosion after the outbreak came from his limbs - strength loss! Now, even those who are not blind can see that the national master has plotted against the two countries.

To capture the thief, the king is the first to capture the king, and this "king" is naturally the national teacher.

Jimo Qiu's heart has no distractions.

The head of the national teacher was full of heart and eyes.

Wu Xian looked at Gong Xiqiu holding a wooden stick in his right hand to deal with the white bones, which was quite a bit like the old lady showing off her might with the dragon-headed stick. At the same time, she grabbed Shu Jian with her left hand and hugged the Buddha's feet for a while, and jumped hard on her forehead with a blue veins. She gritted her teeth and pulled out a weapon from the ground, helped him to scoop the formation, and knocked away the cold arrows that had come out of nowhere.

"Does Chen Youli have the skills to clone now?"

Can you even get help from the national tutor?

No matter what, it saved my life indirectly.

Gong Xiqiu said: "Better than you."

Compared to Gao Guo who was caught off guard and in chaos, Kang Guo was indeed much better. The three armies formed an orderly formation to fight against the white bone soldiers who crawled out. They blocked the first wave of attacks and also bought plenty of time for Gong Shuwu to use his literati method. In the battlefield of Kang Guo, living people and white bones could be halfway.

The quality of the bones he awakens is obviously not as good as the old subordinates of Wu Guo.

The only advantage is that the resentment caused by this group of white bones was killed by Wu Kingdom during their lifetime was too heavy and it has not been resolved for more than a hundred years. Therefore, it is not necessary for Gong Shuwu to force him to help fight, and he is brave and fearless! The Kang Kingdom's soldiers and horses used them as their defense line and organized counterattacks, which greatly reduced casualties.

Wu Xian was so choked that he almost vomited blood.

"for you!"

He raised his foot and kicked Gong Xichou a handy weapon.

Gong Xiqiu was kicked away and warned: "Don't get in the way!"

Wu Xian: “…”

Only then did he realize that the wooden stick in Gong Xichou's hand was unusual. The white bones that were knocked once by the wooden stick would move slowly. The second time they hit would break bones, and the third time they hit would fall apart. They would not be able to piece together and recover in a short time. These white bone martial soldiers seemed to be able to think and were much more cautious about Gong Xichou and no longer rushed forward like before.
To be continued...