No, what happened?

【Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...】

At this time, Ning Yan heard a series of whimpering sounds. At first glance, it sounded like the sound of the wind, and when he heard it carefully, it seemed like a person was crying. The sound was sorrowful, and there seemed to be endless grievances and sadness. It made the tip of the nose feel a little sore. After tracing the source of the sound, it turned out to be a skeleton!

The skeleton warrior who lost his weapon covered his face with both hands.

Even the flames that were beating in the eye sockets turned into a ball of wriggling luminous liquid, rolling down the eye sockets one by one.

Qian Yong was so shocked that his mouth wide open, and he could swallow two eggs in one mouthful.

Look at a group of skeletons, and then look at Chen Tang.

He slapped his thigh: "It's really evil!"

It was the right choice to know the current affairs back then!

In a short while, the sound of the flute entered the fourth time. This time the range was larger than the third time, covering the big pit and touching the battlefield of the Gaoguo Kingdom. Perhaps because of the simpler thoughts and lighter obsessions, the third wave of skeletons was affected the latest, but the reaction was the greatest. When they were driven away from instinct, they looked around and saw clearly the area they were in, hugged their heads and shouted, and were excited.

Gao Guo also realized something was wrong.

They were tortured by these skeleton martial soldiers. Almost every time they breathed, their familiar robes would fall down, and their bodies were covered with pale bones. Blood splattered onto the skeleton martial soldiers' bones would be absorbed instantly, and the latter became more and more flexible in their actions.

The front was forced to retreat again and again.

The enemy's scale is getting bigger and bigger. In less than two hours, nearly 20% of the casualties occurred on its own side, and the morale of the entire army was already collapsed. Gao Guo reacted to organize a counterattack, but the effect was not as good as expected. It's not that Gao Guo's combat effectiveness was really bad. In fact, Gao Guo's military soldiers were basically from good families and had guaranteed combat power, but they could not resist the work and work hard, and they did not do their best at all. Wu Xian had previously been disappointed in order to please the national teacher of the Yongsheng Sect and suppress dissidents.

People's hearts are dispersed and the team is difficult to lead.

The cohesion and morale of the army can be imagined how vulnerable it will be. Once the situation is unfavorable, it will never be reversed.

Wu Xian was furious but had no choice but to do anything.

He himself was also a clay Buddha who crossed the river and could not protect himself.

The Jimo Qiu brothers intervened to save his life, but it did not mean that Wu Xian was completely safe and he was still surrounded by enemies.

"What's going on?"

Wu Xian was covered in blood. He was almost cut in half by the skeleton that had just been attacked. If he hadn't avoided the vital points, his body would have been cold now. As his strength was exhausted, he became increasingly unable to do so.

Gong Xiqiu, a literary scholar, was completely reluctant to save him.

No word can come.

Gong Xichou listened carefully: "It's the sound of the flute."

Wu Xian felt that he was wrong in the point.

"You haven't noticed that these skeletons are worse than before?"

Gong Xiqiu said: "No."

He really didn't find any difference.

Wu Xian almost squirted out a mouthful of old blood.

“…Oh, I asked the wrong person.”

He shouldn't have asked Gong Xiqiu, this little braid looks relaxed and doesn't look like he is here to fight. He carries a strange wooden stick from beginning to end, knocks on the bones, and scatters something. The skeletons are scared when they see him, and they don't even have time to hide, so how dare they come over?

Gongxi Qiu naturally has no pressure.

When Wu Xian couldn't bear it, he would lean against Gong Xiqiu. Although it was embarrassing, at least it was safe. It was better to be embarrassed than to lose one's life.

After Wu Xian reminded him, Gong Xiqiu also realized it later.

Crazy-

The skeletons chasing Wu Xian suddenly fell apart without warning.

Wu Xian's eyelids twitched and he stretched the distance.

Some of these skeleton martial soldiers still retained their cunning during their lifetime. They took advantage of their own advantage of being broken up and could be regained. They were deliberately hit by Wu Xian and were attacked suddenly while Wu Xian was entangled by other martial soldiers or relaxed their vigilance. Wu Xian did not expect that they would be fooled and had been fooled. If it weren't for Gong Xiqiu's help, Wu Xian's life would not be enough to play.

He waited nervously for a few breaths.

The time exceeded the longest time for the skeleton to recover.

The pile of bone racks still had no response.

Crazy-

Another noise.

A few, dozens, dozens, hundreds...

Finally, skeletons scattered one after another.

The battlefield is full of white bones.

Only the sound of the flutes continued to resounded throughout the sky.

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Chapter completed!