Shuilongzhai is located in a small basin, but the sinkhole and the council hall are about two miles away, the rape flowers in the field are higher than people's heads, and there are some small hills in the basin, so it is impossible to visualize the situation attached to the sinkhole in front of the council hall.

"Shh......h That's it. After the two prisoner carts drove to the edge of the sinkhole, the Twelfth Master stopped the galloping horse and ordered his entourage to drag Qin Zhenshan and the Third Master out of the car.

The sinkhole is very large, and after the water dragon river arrives here, a waterfall is formed and pours down, but the naked eye cannot see how big the drop of the waterfall is, and only the creepy sound of flowing water can be heard.

Qin Zhenshan and the third master both stared at the twelfth master who had been born and died, and fire was about to erupt in their eyes, and they really wanted to kick him into the sinkhole, let him fall to death, and drown him by the flood.

Helplessly, they wore shackles on their hands and shackles on their feet, and their mouths were gagged, making it difficult to move. Especially the Twelfth Master is still very cunning, and when he is more than ten feet away from the sinkhole, he stopped, so that the two of them want to wait for an opportunity to resist, but they can't start.

"Twelfth Master, when I am usually executed, I always do it on the edge of the sinkhole, why is it so far away this time?" There was a retinue of the Tao.

The Twelfth Master said: "You know a ball!" Cut it here, drag it over and throw it away, it's safer. ”

This attendant had a beard and a large sword at his waist, and his right hand had not left the hilt of the sword since he dismounted. He glanced at the Twelfth Master, stopped talking, and stood beside Qin Zhenshan.

The other entourages immediately rushed over, pressed Qin Zhenshan and the third master, and said, "Bold, don't kneel down yet?" ”

The two of them are iron-clad, where are they willing to kneel and die, and they have to stand if they want to die.

"Do it!" The Twelfth Master turned his back and raised his right hand to ask his subordinates to do it.

"Zheng!" A strong man with a beard on his face, with a knife in his hand, immediately slashed at Qin Zhenshan's neck, but he didn't expect to be blocked by the knife of the eight-character beard.

"Zhao Changjie, what are you doing here?" After the knife was blocked, the attendant said angrily.

The Twelfth Master with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks was also shocked and looked back, and scolded: "Zhao Changjie, do you want to rebel?" ”

Zhao Changjie said: "Go back to the twelfth master, the little one doesn't dare." ”

"Then why don't you let someone else kill them?"

Zhao Changjie said: "The little one thinks that after all, the master of Qin Village and the third master have made great contributions to Shuilong Village. When it comes, they will still wear shackles on their hands and feet, and their mouths will be gagged to go to Huangquan, which is not appropriate. The old man said that when a person dies, what he carries before he is alive has to carry something when he arrives in the underworld. The Twelfth Master, the Lord of Qin Village and the Third Master have no merit and hard work, and you were once brothers who were born and died, shouldn't you think about it and let them travel lightly, right? ”

"Presumptuous!" The twelfth master was so blushing that he was angry, so he scolded Zhao Changjie. But people are right, and he can't refute it.

Qin Zhenhui and the third master couldn't help but glance at Zhao Changjie, their eyes full of gratitude.

Zhao Changjie is a villager in Xicuntou.

Qin Zhenhui and the third master usually treat the people in the village equally and don't take any special care of him, but at this time, he not only blocked a knife, but also stood up and spoke, which is really touching.

"Forget it, take the rags off their mouths so they don't become dumb when they get there, and don't move anything else." The Twelfth Master didn't want these subordinates to say that he was ruthless and unjust, so he asked Zhao Changjie to take down the rags that were blocked in the mouths of Qin Zhenhui and the Third Master.

"The owner of the village and the third master, Zhao Changjie will help you take down the cloth in your mouth! Come, if you have anything to say to Changjie, just say it! The shackles on your hands and feet will remain. When you get there, it's not convenient to walk, so you have to take the main road! You are good and virtuous in life, and the little ghosts on the road know you, and they will not embarrass you. ”

Zhao Changjie took off the rags for them, and said some inconsequential words, his eyes still blinking.

Qin Zhenhui was good at it in his heart, the other party had something to say, did Zhao Changjie want to go out to save them? The guards on the first line of heaven are all trustworthy to him, which obviously means that after the rescue is successful, let them go out of the cottage without going over the mountains and mountains.

"Twelfth brother, I don't treat you well, right? Why are you in cahoots with Lai Baguan, this is bringing Shuilongzhai to death! After the cloth on Qin Zhenhui's mouth was removed, he immediately opened his mouth to scold the Twelfth Master.

"Our twelve brothers were born and died, and in the end, you turned your face and didn't recognize people, it's really eyeless!" The third master also sighed.

"Haha, don't blame me for this, if you want to complain, you two don't know the times, and block everyone's way to get rich." The Twelfth Master smiled proudly.

"Whoosh......" Zhao Changjie took advantage of the distraction of the twelfth master's speech, and slashed at him with a knife.

The knife is fast, accurate and ruthless! The other five attendants were all sweating.

However, when he arrived near the sinkhole, the Twelfth Master felt that Zhao Changjie was a little wrong, and he had already taken precautions against him.

His long sword was instantly unsheathed, blocking the incoming broadsword, but there was no danger.

"Hmph, this little trick dares to fiddle under the nose of my twelfth master, you are looking for death." After the Twelfth Master snorted coldly, he returned with his sword.

"Lao Tzu can't get used to your way of framing Zhongliang, and he swears to fight you to the end." Yue Changjie said.

The Twelfth Master is the best among several people, as long as he is killed, it will be difficult for others to join forces to be Zhao Changjie's opponent.

However, Zhao Changjie obviously underestimated the opponent's strength, and after two or three rounds, he not only failed to gain the upper hand, but almost lost his life under the opponent's sword a few times.

"What are you doing in a daze? Do it! Although the Twelfth Master didn't take Zhao Changjie in his eyes, he didn't want to make any extraneous trouble, so he ordered others to kill Qin Zhenhui and the Third Master.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh......

The five entourages were holding their blades and were about to slash at Qin Zhenhui and the third master when suddenly a few egg-sized stones flew out of the woods next to them.

After five screams of "ah", the hands of the five attendants holding the blades were all hit by the flying stones, and the blades fell to the ground.

"Who ......" The Twelfth Master cut off Zhao Changjie's head when he saw it, but he killed the other party's reinforcements halfway, and the situation was very bad.

"Ahh The Twelfth Master didn't react, and a stone hit the hilt of his sword impartially.

The long sword fell to the ground in response, and two fingers were broken, and it was bloody, so painful that he screamed and took a few steps back.

Zhao Changjie was overjoyed when he saw this, the master of Qin Zhai and the third master were saved, and they rushed out with an arrow, and before the twelfth master could react, his knife had already reached the other party's neck.

"Don't move!"

The Twelfth Master's legs were weak, and he knelt on the ground, his face turned pale with fright.

Who came to the rescue?

Qin Zhenhui and the third master, who were surprised, both looked in the direction where the stone was flying.

However, the five attendants who had been knocked down by the stone had already been frightened into disarray, and each of them held their injured right hands and knelt on the ground in despair, not daring to run.

I saw three great sweaters walking from the woods flying from the stones, and they were swaggering.

Walking in the front is a handsome and dashing man, wearing a white homespun coat and trousers, his shirt is unbuttoned, open and breathable, with * chest * exposed * breasts, looking like a standard poor child of a strong family, but he has a long sword at his waist, but there is no lack of mighty heroic atmosphere.

This young man is none other than Wei Shihao.