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Zhan Zhao was placed not even four steps away from Bao Zheng. His pale white fingers were stuffed into the black bamboo tubes and there was an unspeakable strangeness to it.

"Package Master, do you know? If we delay any longer, Master Zhan would not be able to hold onto his sword. " the old fox asked, unwilling to give up.

"If you let him go, I really don't know!" Bao Zheng shouted anxiously.

"Withdraw!" The old fox coldly spat out a single word.

"No —" The prisoners hissed.

Zhan Zhao abruptly raised his head, and his weak fingers instantly tensed up. He could even clearly hear the sound of the steel teeth grinding together, but he forcibly swallowed them back.

"Again."

Squeak squeak sound came out from the hairpin, but Zhan Zhao lowered his head and did not move an inch.

"Advisor, I've fainted."

"Cold water punishment."

"Yes." Splash! A bucket of cold water splashed down, causing the person on the ground to slightly tremble.

"Package Master, do you know?" The old fox asked coldly.

"I …"

"Go up again."

"Yes."

"Advisor, fainted again."

"Splashing water."

Whoosh. A bucket of cold water was poured over him.

"Taoist-sir, it's useless."

"Salt water."

"Yes."

Another basin of salt water. The person on the ground humphed and started to move slowly.

I don't dare, but I have to look. What I have heard, what I haven't heard, are all kinds of torture instruments. Right now, Zhan Zhao is practically just a mangled corpse. I hate, tears have already soaked through the lapel, but what's the use of crying? I have to move, I have to save Zhan Zhao, I can't let him die.

The old cunning fox looked at Zhan Zhao who was on the verge of death and said, "Zhan Zhao, it seems like you are really useless. You followed Bao Zheng and risked your life, killing countless of your fellow martial brothers, but in the end, your life is actually not worth two pieces of paper."

Bao Zheng extended his hand out from the inside with all his might, reaching his hand to the longest and then the furthest. Hold Zhan Zhao's hand: "Guard Zhan, you go. Don't keep insisting, don't worry, and don't worry. You must remember to wait on the Road to River Styx, wait for me. Bao Zheng's words were very calm, and tears quietly flowed down the black face.

There were no longer any sounds in the prison. The imperial clansman was locked up and had his mouth sealed. Other than his bloodshot eyes crying non-stop, there was nothing else he could do.

"Master Zhan!" Someone suddenly shouted.

I opened my eyes just in time to see a Western Xia soldier raise his steel saber high in the air. Bao Zheng closed his eyes. If it were not for the crazy tears, he would be very calm.

Hey! The Western Xia soldier brandished his blade and slashed at Zhan Zhao. Surprisingly, the position of his blade was in double. Legs. Bastard! I felt my vital energy and blood rushing towards me. Without even thinking, I struggled free from the restraints and threw out a wind blade, directly cutting that Western Xia soldier in half.

"Who is it?" The old fox looked at the corpse on the ground in shock.

My entire body emitted a chilling aura as I raised my hand to swing the Wind Blade. The old fox nimbly dodged the wind blade. The wind blade grazed past my body, but it still hurt his shoulder. Zhan Zhao was safe and sound, the blade wielding Western Xia soldier was dead, the advisor was injured, everything happened too suddenly, too fast, it was so fast that it shocked people. Package Master, Mr. Gongsun, and the four field officers, stop crying, stop arguing, and stop struggling with all their might. As a result, pairs of eyes stared in a daze, dumbly, and surprisingly.

Just like my anger, he summoned his Golden Dragon Sword s, who were staring with their golden eyes at me. Immediately, none of the Western Xia soldiers in the dungeon were intact, their bodies scattered all over the floor.

"Stop! One more step and you will be buried with us!" The old fox held a bag of explosives in his hand, while the fire piston was held close to the fuse.

"Quick, save Guard Zhan!" Bao Zheng shouted out first. He woke up faster than anyone else.

I anxiously carried Zhan Zhao on my back, "Run, quickly run." Noises of Bao Zheng and Gongsun Ce came out.

I turned my head to glance at Bao Zheng and Gongsun Ce. They firmly nodded. Qing Zhou was just a small town with a high wall and gates. Other than when the fortifications were completed, there was no city to be seen. I tried to make my way through the alleyway, making a detour toward the city gate. God knows how long I can hold on. My breathing is getting more and more ragged, my chest is burning, and the sweat is running down my eyes, burning them. Treading on the snow was left outside and it was not allowed to enter the city. It seemed like they could only go higher than the city gates.

I stood on top of the city walls that were a few hundred feet high. There was already no way out from behind me. I swallowed, turned around to look at the Western Xia soldiers rushing towards me, and my heart skipped a beat. The wind was howling in my ears. My body had been severely injured by the forceful breaking of the restriction. If this continued, the two of us … All of them will die …

At this moment, there was the sound of a horse running on the snow. It caught us in time and flew away from the rain of arrows.

"You … "Why do you need to …" Zhan Zhao's voice was extremely weak.

We landed in an old forest. I helped Zhan Zhao down and used his only killing intent to heal his wounds.

"No …" To... "You …" Zhan Zhao woke up and wanted to push me away.

I can't talk. I just spit it out. When blood came, he could only use his eyes to stop it. He sighed, it's a pity that my killing intent is too little, I can only protect his heart veins, but that's enough, at least he won't die.

Zhan Zhao took out a gold plate from nowhere and placed it in my hands: "Go to Weizhou and transfer troops." He spoke very urgently. The intense pain caused his ashen face to flush. Red.

"Find General Wang Chengen in Weizhou and hand him the military's silver order. Then, ask him to transfer seventy thousand soldiers and horses to Qingzhou to save the Package Master." "He said all this in one breath, gasping for breath from exhaustion. Sweat the size of beans trickled down his thin face." "If..." He stopped to rest before continuing, "You must remember, you are not allowed to drink a single cup of water or eat a meal in Weizhou City. You need to leave quickly and transfer to Lanzhou. Use the Imperial Golden Medallion to transfer to the Lanzhou Regional Commander … Yang Guang... "Release the encirclement of the Qing Province." He grew weaker and weaker.

I kept the gold plate and carried Zhan Zhao up the mountain. There was a farmer's house there, I saw it in the sky. It was a thatched cottage, a very simple and crude thatched cottage. I hastily ran over and carefully and impatiently knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" A woman's voice came from inside the room.

"He's just a passerby. He's lost his way." I said carefully as I secretly took off my mask.

"He's coming." Angry people opened the door.

After a while, the door creaked open. A woman appeared at the door. She appeared to be in her thirties. She was in her early thirties and was not very beautiful, but she was very simple. She started when she saw us, and a man's voice came out of the room. "Who is it?"