Hearing Qingxia's scream, Wu Ma quickly turned back.
On his back, the soldier's bones were exposed from the broken part of his shoulder.
The white bones are like a desert that eats people, and bones continue to spread upwards along the shoulders.
After a while, the white bones of the small half of the neck were exposed - fortunately, the arm was cut off by the dancing horse earlier, and the source of the ossification had been cut off, which seemed to have slowed down the contamination of other parts.
The soldier also looked over his shoulder, lowered his head, and immediately opened his mouth.
"ah……"
He was so frightened that he was shaking all over and couldn't even speak a complete sentence.
Qingxia looked on, her heart trembled, and shouted to Wu Ma: "Throw him away quickly!"
When the soldier heard this, he thought he was going to abandon him, and his body became even weaker with fear.
But I heard Dancing Horse say: "Don't panic, there is still hope."
After hearing his energetic voice, the soldier felt like a warm breeze was sent into his heart, and he immediately calmed down. Looking at his exposed bones, he was no longer very scared. He thought to himself:
"These white bones look like a plague. Once they are infected, even cutting off the arms, legs and feet will be useless. Those skeleton monks in the yard are like this. That's all. I am definitely destined to die like this today.
At this point, Mr. Wu Lang is a good man, so we cannot harm him at all."
Without saying a word, he struggled to get off the dancing horse.
Unexpectedly, the dancing horse's big hand was stronger than the iron gate, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move it even an inch.
He said hurriedly: "Wu Langjun, let go quickly, be careful not to touch this bone."
Wu Ma thought for a while and put him down.
The soldier landed as he wished, and the moment he stepped on the roof with his feet, he knew that his life was over. He felt miserable and was about to ask the dancing horse to bring a message to his wife and children at home.
But he saw Wu Ma grabbing his arm, turning it sideways, and then carrying it on his back.
With such a back on his back, the bare bones of his shoulder were facing upwards, and for a moment he could no longer touch the dancing horse's body.
"What are you doing..."
The soldier immediately understood his intention, his nose became sour, and tears fell down, "I'm determined not to do it, and I won't harm you!"
Wu Ma said: "If I dare to carry you, I can take you out."
In the distance, Qingxia saw the dancing horse put down the soldier, and then she felt relieved. However, she saw him carrying the soldier on his back again, and her heart tightened, thinking that most of these good people would die early and happily, how could this be possible?
Then he took a step forward and blocked the path of the dancing horse, "Why are you trying to show off? If your bones get stained, even the gods can't save you."
"Then don't call it sticky."
"Look at the monks in this courtyard. Which one can you save?"
Seeing that the dancing horse ignored him, he said to the soldier: "It's your blessing that Mr. Wu Lang is willing to carry you, but why are you so embarrassed?"
The soldier blushed at what she said and said sadly: "Girl, please do your best and stab me to death with one sword."
Wu Ma frowned and said to Qingxia, "Get out of the way."
Qingxia does not move.
Dancing Horse didn't talk nonsense, he swung his sword towards her chest first.
Qingxia originally wanted to raise her sword to block her, but she didn't expect that when she swung her sword, the fierce wind blew up and hurt her face.
Terrified, she hurriedly stepped aside, thinking in her heart that this blow was definitely not a martial arts force, so how could it have such terrifying power.
The dancing horse passed her in one step and jumped into the courtyard.
Qingxia saw him exposing his back to her, and the soldier on his back also winked at her, which meant: Girl, do it quickly.
Qingxia's heart moved, she held back her breath, raised her sword and was about to chop off the soldier's head.
Wu Ma suddenly turned her head, and her eyes were as cold as lightning, filled with murderous intent. She was so frightened that her whole body froze, and her sword was fixed in mid-air, not daring to move forward even an inch.
The dancing horse then turned its head and jumped down.
Qingxia looked at his figure, which was as electric as an eagle, and felt unspeakable in her heart. She only felt that this man and Mr. Wu Lang, who she had been dealing with in the past few days in the secret room, were completely different people.
At this moment, the courtyard was filled with densely packed skeleton monks, and there was not even a clean place to stay.
Dancing Horse struck a sword in the air and cut a hole in the group of skeletons.
When he landed, the skeletons that covered the sky rushed up to him. The dancing horse was not afraid at all, waving the sword in his hand, and the sword wind blew out, and the skeleton monks took off in groups.
Qingxia looked at the situation below and figured that no matter what, Wu Ma would have to find a way out in the main hall. This was exactly what she wanted, so she used her Qinggong to leap far away and took a few steps in the air to reach behind Wu Ma.
The dancing horse slashed and slashed, cutting a passage through the group of skeletons. The three of them entered through the passage and quickly reached the entrance of the hall.
Before entering the door, Qingxia was about to take a step when she saw Wu Ma suddenly swinging her sword forward, and the sword energy surged in like a sea wave.
Looking up again, I saw a skeleton wearing a bright red cassock suddenly appeared at the door of the hall. There was a faint blue will-o'-the-wisp in his eyes.
Qingxia just glanced at it, and she seemed to be possessed by her soul, unable to move at all.
A skeleton monk next to her stretched out his claws to grab her. She felt as if a large bucket of ice water had been poured on her, and she was chilled from head to toe. She just said that her ambition had not been fulfilled, and it was all over this time...
Suddenly, a hand reached out from the other side, grabbed her shoulder and pulled hard.
She tilted her body back, narrowly avoiding the skeleton monk's claws, and was just a hair away from hitting him. She was so shocked that she broke out in a cold sweat.
Then look at the sword energy swung out by the dancing horse, hitting the skeleton in the red cassock, and blasting it into the hall.
Qingxia couldn't see its breathtaking will-o'-the-wisp eyes, so she could control her body by herself.
He turned around and was about to say thank you to Dancing Horse, when he lowered his head and saw that the person grabbing his shoulder was the soldier.
The dancing horse on the side turned to look over, with mockery in its eyes.
"Damn smelly monk!"
She was ashamed and angry. She turned her sword and slashed hard at the skeletons around her. The skulls fell to the ground and the skeletons were broken. She was still angry.
Wu Ma pointed at the soldier behind him and said to her: "That red cassock is not simple. I will rush in later and you will protect him from behind."
If he is missing half a finger, I will chop it off with a knife hanging above my head and take your life!"
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Thanks to Yan Wangsi for his unswerving ambitions and the reward of two thousand.
Thanks for being kind to yourself and giving me a reward of 6,666 thousand coins.