There were many onlookers on the shore.

Some people exclaimed, "Well burned!" ”

Some people knelt down and prostrate, not daring to look at the sky, shouting: "This is heaven's punishment, heaven's punishment!" ”

The fire on the ship was like a fire falling from the sky, without warning, and suddenly it burst into flames. People who worship ghosts and gods will naturally think that this is a punishment from the wrath of Tianwei.

When the fire was revealed, ships rushed to the rescue.

He Shuyun knelt on the shore and muttered to herself, "Why, why." ”

He Xinmu felt a pang of colic in her heart, she didn't know why she felt this way, let alone why things became the way they were.

Those people have already entered a desperate situation, and if they don't need to do anything from the Heijiang League, the imperial court will not let them go, so why do they have to be killed now.

Or rather, this is Lin Xia Liwei's way.

Those who disobey him can only end up ruined, their families ruined, and even if they are convicted by the imperial court, they will have to die at the hands of his Heijiang League.

From now on, no one will dare to disobey him, but he doesn't know that it is too much?

Acting so ruthlessly is enough power, but it will provoke more secret resistance.

In the future, anyone who deals with the Heijiang League will have a sword hanging in their hearts all the time, and they will be worried that one day, like these people, they will be cleaned up by the Heijiang League.

There will be more and more such people, and when they finally gather together, they will have the opportunity to become a force that is not weaker than the Black River Alliance.

When that day came, it would be a disaster for the Black River League.

Those who have been persecuted by him and who were afraid of him in the past will jump out one by one to strengthen that power.

He Xinmu thought with a gloomy face, she was looking forward to seeing that day in her lifetime.

whispered to He Shuyun, "You wait for me here, don't run around." ”

Then a fierce man plunged into the water and swam in the direction of the firelight.

A small boat docked on the same shore, but inside it is low-key luxury.

The sound of silk and bamboo in the cabin was pleasant, and Shi Lei sat alone by the window, and several musicians across a screen from him played with a low face.

When the big ship carrying the prisoners set sail, Shi Lei began to count silently.

It was only when the ship was about to disappear into small dots that there was movement.

Shi Lei sighed lightly, the gorgeous colors in the distance were his favorite colors.

That bright red, like the sunset sunset, no matter how much you struggle, you still have to sink.

The rescue ship then rushed over there, and he didn't stop it, because there wouldn't be any guy he didn't want to see if he came back alive.

Shi Lei picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

During this time, he stayed in Jiangning, and Su Wuli was busy all day long, and no one could accompany him to have a good drink.

Although he only needs to wave his hand, some people are willing to accompany him, but Shi Lei doesn't give anyone face except Su Wuli. Whoever dares to come over with a shy face, he will definitely ridicule that person wants to commit suicide by jumping into the river. Su Wuli only frowned and verbally warned him when he knew it, which had no substantive impact, and in the eyes of others, this was clearly acquiescing to his nonsense, and no one would provoke him again.

Shi Lei missed Lin Xia a little bit by his side.

Sigh and continue to enjoy the "great view" on the river.

It seemed that a slight "plop" sound was heard in his ears, and under the cover of the noise outside, it was still captured by Shi Lei.

He didn't pay much attention to it, but when he looked up again, he noticed a small thing swimming in the water.

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He Xinmu didn't wait for He Shuyun's response, nor did he ignore the exclamations of the people around him.

All she could see was the burning ship, and she could hear the screams of people and the cries of children.

She didn't know why she was doing it.

She could coldly watch the people of He Mansion being sent to the end, but she couldn't calmly watch them die in front of her.

He Xinmu swam to the vicinity of the burning ship with the inexplicable strength in his heart.

Half of the ship had sunk, but the fire had not diminished in the slightest, but had a tendency to intensify, which was indeed not a normal misfire.

The rescue boat only cared about pulling the officers and men who were being sent to the boat, and did not pay much attention to the prisoners who were splashing in the water.

He Xinmu felt cold, so he had to find familiar faces by himself.

But the more I looked at it, the more cold my heart became, the prisoners did not go to the same as before they were escorted to the boat, shackles and ropes, and they had already sunk without knowing the nature of the water, and they were still pulling others. There are very few people who can still be seen on the water, but they are still struggling to survive.

Even if he survived at this time, he would still be unable to escape death when he was sent to the capital, but for the sake of life at this moment, he still had to struggle.

Survival is human instinct.

Just like a terminally ill patient, will he let others kill him because he knows that his life is short, and will not resist?

And the Black River League is such a disgusting thing that ruthlessly crushes others, and plays with other people's lives again and again.

Whether it was Xue Tong in the past, or Lin Xia now, it all made her feel extremely disgusted.

At this moment, He Xinmu only had a monstrous hatred for the Heijiang League in his heart, not only because of what they were doing now, but also because in the past, the Bing Twenty-seven who was controlled by the Heijiang League and finally crushed by Shi Lei.

The past is gone, but the reality still cruelly links her with the Heijiang League, rekindling her hatred.

Although He Bing served in Jiangyin, he was a northerner, and most northerners did not know water.

He Xinmu searched around, but didn't see a familiar face.

Is she late?

At this time, she saw a swaddling baby floating on the surface of the water in the distance.

He Xinmu swam over.

The baby was bound on a charred plank, bound by a woman's coat, and no wonder it didn't slip down.

He Xinmu grabbed the plank, but a person suddenly fluttered on the water.

He Xinmu was taken aback, and when she looked closely, the woman had just emerged from the water, and when she saw the person next to the baby, her eyes widened, and before she could speak, she sank again.

He Xinmu recognized that person in that short moment.

Aunt Min!

Turn your head to look at this baby, so this is her seventh sister?

The baby's face was a little purple, and her eyes were closed silently, He Xinmu had a bad premonition, and his hand went to probe her snort.

Fortunately, although it is weak, it is still angry.

At this time, Aunt Min pounced again, gasped, and roared, "Third Miss...... Three Misses! You save her! ”

Her feet were pulled down by the rope, and her legs were unconscious.

Fortunately, she had to hold the child, so she was not tied hands, and she had the opportunity to find a piece of driftwood and tie her child after falling into the water.

She didn't know why Miss San was alive, she only knew that she was the only hope in front of her.

So after recognizing her, he swam up with all his might, roared out the last cry of his life, and then sank down with confidence.

He Xinmu also sank after him, swimming to Aunt Min's feet, trying to untie her rope.

But because of excessive pulling, the rope became a dead knot, and there was no way to untie it.

It's a miracle that she's been able to swim to the surface again and again.

It would be nice if it was advantageous.

He Xinmu's short sword was confiscated after it was picked up by Xue Mu.

He Xinmu was unwilling and wanted to bite the rope with his teeth.

This may be the last person alive in He Fu, and she can't watch her sink.

Aunt Min sensed her intentions and grabbed her with her last strength.

Tell her with your mouth: Take her away and leave me alone.

He Xinmu ignored it, still fighting against the rope.

But she was pulled by her.

Aunt Min pleaded with a pleading face: Please, go, please, go......

I'm afraid she won't understand, so I'll repeat it over and over again.

Time seems to freeze in that moment.

He Xinmu felt as if many spring and autumn periods had passed,

Finally, he smiled and said to her: Don't worry.

Aunt Min understood it at once, revealing a bright smile.

He Xinmu let her sink, and then went upstream, and what lingered in her mind was her last smile.

Aunt Min is only a teenager.