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He stood expressionlessly in the rain holding an umbrella and waving his fan, just like the onlookers watching a play by the stage.

He Jingshuo picked apart a bunch of skeletons and quickly left the battlefield between Fairy Hedgehog and Fairy Toad, leaving the White Fox Spirit nearly ten meters away.

Since he didn't move, He Jingshuo didn't want to make the first move.

He only stood between the white vixen and the weasel, preventing him from attacking Wei Linggong.

The big move that Fairy Hedgehog used was really useful, and within a short while, all the skeletons on the ground were trampled into pieces.

Wei Linggong held a long knife and kept slashing at the weasel. The two quickly left the battlefield of the skeleton soldiers and hit the pond on the side of the road.

This pond turned out to be the training ground for the hedgehog fairy and the toad daughter-in-law. The two of them floated on the water and performed dozens of moves in an instant, which made He Jingshuo dazzled for a while.

Immortal Hedgehog watched the pile of skeletons fall to the ground, and wanted to step over to help Wei Linggong, but before the huge body started to move, he heard the collective rattling of the bones crushed by him behind him.

In the midst of lightning and thunder, the pile of white bones seemed to be attracted by something, and they gathered in one direction, and the crowd who were originally watching all backed away in fright.

The white bones gathered and spliced ​​together in an instant, forming a huge skeleton, standing shoulder to shoulder with Fairy Hedgehog.

The large skeleton laughed twice, and swung its arms at Fairy Hedgehog.

He Jingshuo knew the tricks of the Hedgehog Fairy best, as if he was fighting with a child, he waved the spear in his hand, and stabbed towards the huge skeleton without fear.

Back and forth, the two mountain-like bodies began to wrestle in the mud, and the people standing below were so startled that they fled in all directions.

The battlefield area of ​​these two big ones is too wide, and if one is not careful, it will be affected.

He Jingshuo also moved a few steps towards the pond, and kept his eyes on the battle between Wei Linggong and the weasel, but the more he watched, the more he felt that Wei Linggong's fighting power had dropped a lot, and he was about to lose.

Before Wei Linggong didn't pay attention to the weasel at all, he took care of the weasel in three or two strokes.

But He Jingshuo clearly saw Wei Linggong's nervousness just now, and now he found that Wei Linggong's long knife was obviously suppressed by the weasel.

The giant skeleton on the other side was not simple either, ignoring Immortal Hedgehog's spear, and directly strangled Immortal Hedgehog's neck with both hands, and the Toad couple who followed Immortal Hedgehog became anxious for a while.

The two of them squatted down, Xiao Hei and Da Huang stepped on their shoulders and jumped onto Fairy Hedgehog's cloak, they followed the cloak all the way up Fairy Hedgehog's shoulders, one on each side, and started to tear off the skeleton's neck hand.

Toad Fairy and his wife couldn't jump up, so they could only stand at the feet of the skeleton and chop off its legs vigorously, but the skeleton of the skeleton was too thick for a while, and it wouldn't be able to chop anything, and it couldn't shake the foundation of the skeleton at all.

The five of them were in a stalemate with the huge skeleton.

He Jingshuo saw that the long knife in Wei Linggong's hand was about to drop under the collision of the weasel's yellow silk. He touched the ground with his spear, and his whole body bounced up and rushed towards the weasel.

The weasel didn't even look at He Jingshuo, but just threw the yellow silk with his right hand at He Jingshuo. The yellow silk seemed to have a shining dagger on its tip, and there was a faint electric light in the heavy rain.

The Huang Ling in her left hand instantly turned into a sword and stabbed Wei Linggong. When Wei Linggong came to pick it with a long knife, the Huang Ling turned into thousands of arrows and flew towards Wei Linggong.

Wei Linggong couldn't dodge in time, and in an instant, several arrows were shot in his chest, and the long knife almost fell out of his hand.

He Jingshuo pulled the dagger away with his spear, trying to sneak attack on her while the weasel was not paying attention, but the moment he stabbed out with the spear, the weasel seemed to have expected his attack, Huang Ling hit the wind and entangled the spear.

He Jingshuo didn't dare to confront Huang Ling head-on, so he walked sideways, drew his gun and pointed back. On the other side, a cloud of black smoke bubbled out from the gap in the black armor of Wei Linggong, like a leaking balloon.

However, the yellow silk on the left and right hands of the weasel seemed to have eyes, and soon entangled He Jingshuo and flew towards Wei Linggong. Wei Linggong swung his long knife, and the yellow silk wrapped around his blade. He leaned forward and straightened his body. Huang Ling.

I don't know what the yellow silk is made of. Anyway, it is not comparable to ordinary weapons in terms of toughness and hardness. Similarly, He Jingshuo's spear is also entangled by the yellow silk and cannot be pulled back. .

Both left and right were dragged by Huang Ling, and He Jingshuo tried his best to retreat, only wanting to grab the spear with all his might and tear the Huang Ling off.

Wei Linggong seemed to have seen his intentions, and tried his best to pull it to the other side, but he was hit by several arrows, and he was obviously exhausted, and it was as difficult as climbing the sky to break the yellow silk.

Weasel frowned, narrowed his winking eyes, and looked at Wei Linggong,

"General Ghost, don't you bully everyone here just because you have a magic weapon? Now that the cane whip is gone, you are still under my tricks, you have to work hard, you are right..."

The word "hand" got stuck in her chest, she stared round and round, looking at her chest.

This accident happened only in an instant, and He Jingshuo didn't realize what happened.

The moment he wrestled with Wei Linggong and the weasel, he saw a white light whizzing from a distance, and when the weasel was proudly showing off at Wei Linggong, the sharp sword pierced her chest and came out from behind.

Not only He Jingshuo's eyes widened, even the proud weasel didn't expect this to happen.

She lowered her head and saw the sharp sword passing through her chest, and a puff of yellow smoke rose from it, and then slowly turned her head to look at the owner of the sword, it turned out to be Li Bai in white.

She opened her mouth to say something, but the words were stuck in her throat like that, and she couldn't spit them out again.

She slowly slid to the ground like a pile of yellow sand, and was washed into the pond by the rain.

He Jingshuo couldn't believe that it was the white fox that killed the weasel in the end. The white fox seemed to be very affectionate towards the weasel before. Even when he and Wei Junxing killed the weasel last time, he wanted to die for love. Why would he want to kill the weasel now? Shot on the weasel?

On the other side, Wei Linggong held a knife and pestle in his right hand, supported his crumbling body, and said weakly to He Jingshuo,

"Hurry up and save Wei Junxing."

He Jingshuo suddenly got up and ran towards the village.

Before leaving, he heard the vixen who had assassinated the weasel say lightly to Wei Linggong,

"General, I will do what I say. Don't forget what you promised me."

He Jingshuo didn't hear Wei Linggong's answer, but judging from Wei Linggong's calm expression just now, it shows that he knew that the white fox spirit would make a move early in the morning.

What did he promise the vixen?

Such a thought flashed through He Jingshuo's mind, and he didn't have time to think about it, saving Wei Junxing was the most important thing. .

With the disappearance of the weasel, the sky cleared up, and the white bones that were fighting with the hedgehog seemed to be afraid of the sun, and turned into a pile of white powder, which also disappeared with the wind.