Chapter 125 Sister Yuwen dare not do anything to me
"really?"
After listening to Qingxia's words, the leaders of the association looked happy and waved their hands to signal the Turkic soldiers not to give in.
"It's so funny,"
Dancing Horse said:
"Do you think there will be such a strange thing in the world, that just one person's mouth can kill me without a burial place?"
It's hard to say that this kind of thing will happen.
Others didn't believe it, but Wu Ma really believed it this time.
Ever since he grabbed Qingxia's throat, Tian Deping's lingering ghost seemed to be back.
In other words, there was a shadow floating above his head that no one else could see, looking at him with a deathly look.
And a pair of invisible hands was faintly touched on his neck, and he grabbed his throat tightly.
It seems that as soon as the dancing horse makes a move, the king of hell will come to claim his life, and it will never be a moment and a half later.
Moreover, the harder Wu Ma pinched Qingxia's hand, the stronger the death aura in Xuying's eyes became, as if he was really staring at Qingxia's life and death.
"Damn it, Lao Tian's moves are so cruel."
This is the reason why Wu Ma let go of his hand and replaced it with a Turkic knife - the feeling of being enveloped by that deathly aura was really uncomfortable.
It would be much better to switch to a knife.
As long as the dancing horse didn't cut Qingxia's throat, the death aura wouldn't be too strong, and there wouldn't be ghost-like hands to strangle her neck.
"OK,"
Qingxia turned her head and stared at the dancing horse,
"Since you don't believe it, try it now and see if you will fall into Quele if you kill me."
Wu Ma said: "If we can return to the city, we still need to rely on you to protect us. How can I be willing to do something to you?"
Then he turned to the association and said: "I don't know what this girl's real name is, but we call her Qingxia - Teqin sees that Qingxia is willing to sacrifice her life for you, so you are really willing to call her such a pretty and lovely person.
Is this extremely beautiful girl just going to die like this?"
The association stood there, not knowing what to do for a moment.
Zhishu Tiemu said from the side: "What's so difficult about this? When did we Turks ever have our hands and feet tied up by a woman? I'll just rush up and kill the girl."
After that, he said to Qingxia: "Girl, if you dare to die, I respect you as a man. I will definitely give you a good time when I do it later!"
The leader quickly grabbed the rude man and whispered a few words in his ear. His face turned a few times before he said, "What a fucking disappointment."
Finally, he shut up and backed away with a sigh.
Seeing this situation, Qingxia felt extremely regretful in her heart. She wanted to join the association and lead such a painstaking plan, sacrificing countless Turkic wolves, but in the end they were destroyed in her own hands. Even if she could really be rescued, how could she return to the north with dignity.
He immediately thrust his head forward and wiped the blade of the scimitar in the dancing horse's hand.
The god of death on top of Dancing Horse reminded him that the aura of death surrounding him suddenly became stronger, as if an invisible knife was cutting towards his neck again.
He grabbed Qingxia's head and pulled it back, thus preventing her from wiping her neck and killing herself.
"Ha ha……"
Qingxia smiled casually and said:
"Special Service, you have seen this - this Mr. Dancer, who is as timid as a mouse and is afraid of death, will never dare to attack me."
When Yuwen Jianxue heard this, she felt angry. She raised her knife and put it on Qingxia's neck, almost slicing Qingxia's snow-white skin.
Wu Ma's neck felt cold and he quickly moved Qingxia back slightly.
Yuwen Jianxue sneered and said: "Wu Langjun is reluctant to kill a beautiful woman because he cares about her beauty. I have no such concerns."
Of course Wu Ma knew that Yuwen Jianxue must have a sense of the overall situation and would not take action without permission, but he also had to guard against the sword without eyes——
It must be known that on the day the county magistrate's house was breached, the premise of Tian Deping's curse was that Qingxia would die because of this person, and then there were all kinds of threats.
That is, as long as Wu Ma has anything to do with Qingxia's death, it will be counted in Wu Ma's life and death account.
Thinking of this, Wu Ma turned slightly sideways and said to Yuwen Jianxue: "Why dirty the girl's knife? I can do it myself."
Yuwen Jianxue thought that Wu Langjun probably had other plans, so she didn't want to bother herself. She put away the knife and retreated, but said:
"I will stay behind you. If the Turkic dog rushes up to snatch you, I will cut her in half with one knife."
After saying this, Wu Ma felt a chill in his waist, as if there was an invisible wind blowing by.
This is too much.
Damn it, Miss Yuwen just gave me a verbal warning, and she always had to use the knife or the hand on the dancing horse.
Qingxia in her arms went too far. She knew that dancing horses were difficult to deal with, so she went to look for Yuwen Jianxue's anger and said:
"Sister Yuwen doesn't even dare to do something to me."
"Why?"
"Because sister, you and Mr. Dancer are wearing the same pants," Qingxia said: " Mr. Dancer is peeking at your house at night. Not only are you not angry, but you also follow him out of the city to play; Mr. Dancer peeks at you to relieve yourself.
, and you helped him bully me.
If you kill me, Mr. Wu Lang will die, of course you won’t be able to bear it.”