The folding fan in flight slowly slowed down, and slowly turned in circles in the sky above the City Lord's Mansion.

Su Wenlie looked at the City Lord's Mansion below, there were many shadows, some of them couldn't see clearly, and they could only see the houses with bright lights.

Shizun frowned tightly and said to Su Wenlie: "This city lord's mansion seems to be a little inappropriate, after you land down, you can hide first, and go back for the teacher." ”

Nodding and answering, Su Wenlie was in the air, and finally looked carefully a few times, but he didn't notice that there was anything wrong.

When he wanted to look again, the folding fan had already landed on the ground with him.

Let Wen Lie step down the folding fan, and the master did not delay at all, and rose in the sky again.

Su Wenlie, who was left on the ground, cautiously approached the wall of the city lord's mansion and listened quietly, hoping to hear some sounds in the mansion.

A moment later, he was disappointed to find that there was nothing but the occasional patrolling of soldiers passing by, and the sound of their armor clashing.

Turning around, he leaned his back against the wall and sighed lowly.

I don't know what was wrong with Shizun, but he was also in the sky, and he looked down for a long time, but he didn't find anything.

Also, where are the sixth uncle and several other uncles of the Big Dipper at this time.

Have they already started the action?

Su Wenlie was very abrupt to find that at this moment, he had learned to worry about others.

"Twitter. ”

fluttering his little wings, in this dim night, the little lark suddenly flew out, and a gentle chirping suddenly appeared, in this silent environment, it startled Su Wenlie.

Stretched out his hand, took it over, and scraped its little head with his fingers, Su Wenlie whispered to it: "Little guy, why are you willing to give it up, are you hungry?"

As he spoke, he took out a wild fruit from his arms, nibbled on two bites of himself, and handed it over.

The little lark was not polite, and really pecked.

This little lark is really bizarre and inexplicable, so it has been sticking to itself.

When I was with my master today, I was only thinking about my own family affairs, and I forgot to ask my master if he knew the origin of this little lark.

When I have the opportunity, I must ask the master, maybe he will know about the little lark.

About the time of the tea, when Su Wenlie was secretly anxious, very suddenly, he heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, not far from his left hand, suddenly sounded, and there was a faint tremor on the ground.

He searched for prestige, but the earth was empty.

Just as he was in doubt, there was another sound of landing in the fixed position of his eyes, but he still didn't see anything.

Could it be that the sixth uncle used the hidden talisman and just jumped out of the courtyard wall?

"Hurry up!"

Without waiting for Su Wenlie to think about it, Shizun's voice also came from above his head.

His body suddenly rose off the ground, and Su Wenlie only felt that his shoulders were suddenly grabbed, and the whole person flew towards the sky again.

The little lark saw that he was about to fly away, and once again fluttered its wings and hid on his shoulder.

Su Wenlie was dragged to the folding fan by the master, looked at the master and saw that the master was in good condition up and down, nothing unusual, and hurriedly turned back to look at the courtyard wall, where there was still nothing, but he could hear the footsteps of someone running slowly.

It seems that it was really the sixth uncle who won it.

Thinking like this, the folding fan was still raised, and began a violent acceleration sprint.

On the ground, from behind the houses on both sides, two figures suddenly flashed out, looking at their figures and clothes, they should be Wenqu and Greedy Wolf, who are responsible for answering.

It all went so smoothly that Su Wenlie's heart was pounding.

It's good that it went so smoothly, but the city lord of this dignified Wumang City was really robbed so easily, isn't it too smooth?

Or is there a conspiracy buried in this?

"Master ......"

Su Wenlie was about to ask about the master's situation, but suddenly realized that something was wrong, the folding fan flying under his feet seemed to be trembling slightly, and the master who was holding his left arm was also trembling.

But the flying speed of the folding fan is getting faster and faster, and it has already rushed out of the wall of the Chaotian camp in an instant.

"Master, what's wrong with you, Master?" Su Wenlie suddenly felt bad, but Shizun stood in front of him with his back to him, and the folding fan was all controlled by Shizun, he didn't dare to mess around at all, he was very anxious but didn't know what to do.

I can only keep shouting for Shizun, hoping that Shizun can respond.

The flying folding fan, after the frantic sprint just now, began to slow down rapidly.

Su Wenlie grabbed Shizun's arm tightly, hoping that Shizun would suddenly turn around and smile at him, and then say, "It's just a joke."

However, it didn't.

The folding fan flew slowly to the sky above an artificial lake, and when it finally came to a complete pause, the trembling body of the master suddenly stopped moving.

Immediately after, Su Wenlie found that he had lost support under his feet, and Shizun fell down first.

Su Wenlie vaguely saw that the folding fan quickly changed back to the size of the normal folding fan and flew back to the sleeve of the master.

At this time, Shizun's face was like gold paper, and his eyes were closed.

Su Wenlie's heart was like a lightning strike, coupled with the weightlessness that was coming from the sudden attack, he couldn't even shout out the screams, so he fell down after Shizun.

Above him, the little lark let out a squeaky chirp, as if it had already sensed that something was wrong, and it flew out of Su Wenlie's shoulder in advance.

In mid-air, he grabbed and kicked for a while, but it didn't have the slightest effect, and he followed Shizun and fell into the lake.

On the quiet surface of the lake, two plopping sounds sounded in succession, startling a nearby dog bark.

It happened that the husband who had walked to the vicinity came to look at the water.

Unfortunately, it was late at night, and he held the lantern and looked as far as he could towards the lake, but saw nothing.

After pacing back and forth for a while, he still didn't find anything, and finally had to give up and leave tremblingly.

It's late autumn now, and with the cold rising in the middle of the night, the lake is even more penetrating than the pool.

Su Wenlie desperately broke free from the mud and quickly surfaced, his teeth clenched, and he shivered.

He began to listen quietly as he raised his eyes to find the whereabouts of his master.

However, he could only hear a few dogs barking nearby, and there was nothing to move on the surface of the lake except for his own floating body and the ripples around him.

Overhead, the little lark was still flapping its wings, and it spun around and circled, looking at itself condescendingly.

Its small eyes seemed to be full of pity.

Su Wenlie looked around helplessly, cold and fear swept over, and he could only force himself to hold back.

Perhaps the master was already unconscious beforehand, so he didn't have the slightest strength to struggle, causing him to fall from a high altitude and go directly to the bottom of the water.

In this kind of artificial lake, if it has not been repaired for a long time, the thick layer of silt at the bottom is no joke.

Don't dare to think about it anymore, and don't care about anything else, Su Wenlie swam into his memory, the general direction where the master fell, took a sharp breath, turned over and plunged into the water again.

Believe in yourself, just dive down and drag the master out of the mud, and then float to the surface.

Su Wenlie cheered himself up while trying to dive down.

It's easy to think about, but hard to do.

Beneath the surface of the water in the middle of the night, the eyes are useless if you can't see your fingers. I can only rely on my hands to grope everywhere.

However, Su Wenlie rummaged around and groped around, but he didn't even touch the corner of his master's clothes.

More and more anxiety and panic were at work in his heart.

In Su Wenlie's mouth, almost all the preserved air was exhaled in a blink of an eye.

He bobbed his hands up and down, kicking his feet to float upward.

However, just halfway up the surface, Su Wenlie suddenly realized that something was tangled in his legs.

For a moment, his body shuddered violently.

Regardless of anything else, he quickly bent down and stretched out his hands to grope for his legs, only to find that it was a tattered fishing net.

After trying a few times, I found that I couldn't solve it at all.

Su Wenlie dragged hard left and right, but the fishing net seemed to be born on his leg, and he was not moved at all.

At this moment, helplessness, sadness, fear, panic, hatred, and longing crawled all over his heart.

Su Wenlie felt that he was almost at the limit underwater, but a tattered fishing net strangled his hope of life.

For a moment, there seemed to be countless fragments of memories replaying in my mind, from birth to the present, every moment was incomparably clear, and every moment was vivid.

Are you going to die?

But he hadn't rescued his master yet, and after Shizun saved the three lives of the Su family, he taught himself the true cultivation method, and did everything possible to plan the cultivation avenue for himself.

Such a great favor is hard to repay oneself for dying.

However, he is really going to die now, and the master is close at hand, but there is nothing he can do!

Ask yourself, the Su family has never done anything that hurts nature and reason, and they are even more dedicated to goodness.

This thief, God, how can he play tricks on good people like this!

If he dies, he will die, there are still people in the Su family, and there are still six uncles and Wen Yan to repay the big revenge, but if the master is dead, his kindness cannot be repaid.

Unwilling.

I'm so unwilling!

Su Wenlie opened his eyes suddenly, he had no way to get out.

Hopeless, only to face death.

At the moment when Su Wenlie gave up resistance, a will that made people tremble suddenly hit his mind.

This will came so suddenly, and it was so violent, Su Wenlie didn't have the slightest strength to fight back, and his body was completely controlled, leaving only his consciousness trembling involuntarily in the depths of his mind.

"Hehe, the way of heaven has been like this since ancient times, if you don't fight for him, you will take it. ”

"Is it going to give up, little one? Then your life is really too boring. ”

"Little guy, you look carefully, look at your Lei family's grandfather, ahhh ”

"Little guy, take a closer look and see how your grandfather fights against this Heavenly Dao dog thief. ”

Without waiting for Su Wenlie to give any response, a domineering aura was suddenly released from his body, which instantly swept through the entire Wumang City.