The dagger in Mrs. Wei's hand fell on Tieshan's neck. At the same time, Xiaoman also grabbed Ji Qinghe's arm.
I crawled forward desperately, trying to stop this from happening.
However, I had more ambition than strength. I don't know what they did to me, causing me to become paralyzed. Except for the slight movement of my neck, my limbs were not able to support my body at all.
I lay on my side and closed my eyes as if resigned to my fate.
Tears rolled down my cheeks and fell into my neck, which was cold and painful.
At this critical moment, I suddenly figured it out. As Tieshan said, everyone has to die, but it's just one step earlier and one step later. What else should I be sad about?
Anyway, I can't escape the fate of death.
"ah."
The screams sounded in my ears, but they were not the voices of Tieshan and Ji Qinghe.
I had doubts in my heart and suddenly opened my eyes.
I saw Mrs. Wei kneeling down, her arms bloody and bloody.
Her eyes showed fear and she was trembling.
On the other side, Xiaoman was in the same posture, in pain and with a ferocious expression.
The man in black paid no attention, his eyes widened and fell towards the mountain road.
"What's going on?" I looked at Tieshan, my mind filled with questions.
"Do you think I have such a powerful trump card?" Tieshan escaped, his eyes full of fear and said: "I am tied up tightly, there is no room for resistance. Give me a gun, I will
I can’t pull the trigger.”
I subconsciously looked at Xiao Yu'er.
"Brother Suning, don't look at me. If I had the ability, I would have saved Sister Qinghe a long time ago." Xiao Yuer said aggrievedly.
I blinked and guessed: "Is it the master?"
"Impossible." Tieshan replied flatly: "The eldest lady is hiding in the waterfall and wants to come out quietly, hide it from the eyes and ears of this group of people, and secretly help without being discovered. Do you think it is realistic?"
"Is it possible that..." My eyes lit up, and I said excitedly and incoherently: "Three, my uncle... no, he's here."
Before I finished speaking, a figure in a green shirt gradually appeared in our sights on the mountain road behind.
Dirty black cloth shoes, baggy casual pants, and a loose evergreen shirt. Even though he was wearing Ultraman's mask, I still recognized his identity at a glance.
Especially the big gold chain around my neck that can blind people's eyes. Who is it if it's not my third uncle?
"He's saved, he's saved." I cried with joy and shouted, "I'm here."
The masked man looked straight and walked smoothly, so he pretended he didn't recognize me.
"Brother Suning, are you right?" Xiao Yu'er turned his head and said, "If he really saved us, why would he wear a mask?"
"Maybe there are difficulties." Tieshan interjected: "Don't worry, let's see what's going on."
I opened my mouth and planned to call "Uncle San", but when I heard Tieshan's worry, I suppressed it.
Yes, San Bo has a special identity. He wears a mask because he doesn't want to reveal his identity.
The man in black did not move from beginning to end. He stood in front of the waterfall with his hands folded, his eyes lowered and his breath restrained.
There is no longer the arrogance and arrogance of the past, but only silence as silent as water.
He didn't even take Ji Qinghe in front of him as a hostage. I don't know if he didn't bother to do this or if he had a more perfect plan.
The masked man walked to Ji Qinghe's side and gently dropped the woodcutter in his hand.
The hemp rope broke and Ji Qinghe regained his freedom.
She squatted on the ground and cried uncontrollably.
The masked man patted her head gently and said in a warm voice: "It's my fault, you came a little late."
Ji Qinghe shook his head vigorously, pulled the masked man's arm and screamed: "It was him, he killed Uncle Baiyou."
"He told me personally and admitted it himself."
"Master Xinglan, he was the one who destroyed Master Baiyou's three souls, leaving her with no chance of reincarnation."
"Ooooh, I'm sorry, uncle, I don't have the ability to avenge uncle Baiyou."
Ji Qinghe burst into tears and cried until he couldn't control himself.
