After the immortal disappeared

The people who secretly rescued Situ He were very meticulous, lest the Pixia people put a tracking spell on the prisoner.

But this way, Fu Liushan can no longer be traced.

"Master Fu, what should we do now?"

Fu Liushan calmed down and said with a solemn expression: "Be calm and don't be impatient. Listen to all directions."

Will the others succeed in rescuing Situ He?

Blessed by our ancestors, we must succeed, otherwise it will make his rescue ten times more difficult!

Soon, an angry voice sounded outside:

"Call the city gate, activate the forbidden escape technique! Don't let them escape."

Everyone didn't dare to breathe loudly. They put their ears to the wall and listened more carefully.

Did you save anyone? Were they rescued or not?

"...Hurry and report to your lord, someone has taken the death row prisoner and ran away to the south gate!"

Fu Liushan punched the air in front of him fiercely:

Rescued! It works!

Who is the one?

A character suddenly appeared in his mind.

Could it be this guy? After all, this person was also there when he received the summons.

If this person took action, it would not be a surprise for Situ He to be rescued.

The teammates next to him asked him:

Master, what’s next?

The next step is of course to confirm that Situ He is rescued, and then they have to save themselves!

Officials will definitely conduct a city-wide manhunt. They are here to save people, but they don't want to end up becoming hostages themselves.

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When Jucheng was in chaos, He Lingchuan had quietly left and quickly arrived near Yaopo.

This is Situ Yu's frontline military camp.

Behind him, the small wooden house-like snail toad suddenly shrunk to the size of a ball and was put into his backpack by He Lingchuan.

This is why he covers the head of the death row prisoner——

The existence of Snail Toad should not be shown to outsiders.

It's only a few miles away, and even though the soil is dry, the snail toad can still pout for a while.

The rescue went somewhat smoothly this time. He had made several escape plans. However, Xuanlu's clone died suddenly and unexpectedly. Jucheng's reaction to setting up the escape barrier was too slow, and he escaped first.

He Lingchuan knew that time was precious now, and he wanted to send Situ He back to the front line as soon as possible.

When he was putting Snail Toad into the package, his fingers seemed to have touched another round dumpling.

It was a little warm and a little hard, and it moved a little.

How can I put it this way? It's a bit like touching the eggs of a burrowing spider.

Uh, is this the little child-eating beast that Dong Rui enshrined as an ancestor?

He Lingchuan was a little curious, but Dong Rui said that this thing was sleeping and could not be disturbed, so he held back and did not take it out to take a look.

He took off the black bag on the death row prisoner's head and said with a smile:

"Brother Situ, long time no see."

When Situ He saw him, his mouth opened in an "O" shape. He looked up and down, up and down, and couldn't believe his eyes:

"Brother He, what's the matter...what's the matter with you?"

All my doubts turned into stuttering, and I even forgot about the pain for a moment.

No matter how hard he calculated, he never expected that this person would save him!

Even if he saw the Ghost King lift up his clothes and suddenly belly dance, he would not be more shocked than he is now.

There had just been a change in the city. He only heard a thud from behind as someone broke through the wall. Then his vision went dark and he was put on a black hood.

All the noise around him disappeared, and the shouts of Yao people and the swishes of arrows were replaced by the gurgling sound of running water!

And he was very sure that he was stationary and was not being taken away by anyone.

Then he got here.

Uh, where is this?

"You're welcome." He Lingchuan smoothly removed the restraints on his body, sealed a few acupuncture points on his arm to stop the bleeding, and handed him a bottle of medicine, "For external application, it is best for stopping bleeding and relieving pain."

Just by standing up, Situ He grinned. His face was bruised and bruised, half of his right ear was missing and scabbed; all his fingernails were gone, and two fingers on his left hand were missing. The wounds were not treated and were still bleeding.

He Lingchuan saw the muscles on his face twitching, and he must have been in pain.

"You're safe, Jucheng is over there." He Lingchuan pointed back, "The Bixia people planned to use you as bait to ambush the reinforcements, but I disrupted the situation."

He pointed forward again: "The kiln slope is right in front, only a hundred feet away. You can see it across the forest. By the way, the battle hasn't started yet, but it will probably be soon."

Saving people to the end, he sent Situ He directly outside the military camp.

Situ He is also a smart man. He figured out the situation in two and a half seconds. He suppressed the confusion in his heart and bowed his head to He Lingchuan: "Brother He is willing to take extraordinary risks for me. Please accept Situ's bow!"

As soon as he bent down, He Lingchuan held him up: "Brother, what are you talking about? For the sake of the dozens of pots of Qinxiang Chunfen that you and I have eaten, I have to save you."

They both laughed.

Qinxiangchun is the signature wine of Xiangmanlou across from Lingxu Imperial College. It costs five taels of silver a jar. At that time, although Situ He's family could support his study abroad, he did not dare to drink as much as he wanted. Mr. He often paid the bill.

"I was really carefree at that time." Situ He sighed, his smile turned into a bitter smile as it touched the wound on his ear.

Looking back on the good old days of drinking heavily and talking loudly, the two years of unfamiliarity were suddenly driven away, and the distance between the two seemed to be getting closer again.

"Brother He, will you come back to camp with me?" Things have to be prioritized, the war is about to start, and the friendship of the past can be rekindled when you have time.

"You go back first and come find me at Jishi Village in Rolling Stone Valley when you have time." There might be a big battle tonight, and even if He Lingchuan was the savior, the Situ family probably wouldn't have the heart to entertain him.

It would be better to meet formally another day.

The first side is very important.

"Rolling Stone Valley?" Situ He was startled, "That was contracted by a chamber of commerce..."

"Yes, my Chamber of Commerce."

Situ He understood and had no time to ask more questions: "Okay. I will definitely come to thank you for the visit tomorrow!"

He Lingchuan nodded: "You go ahead and do your work first. I think there is a great opportunity on the front line tonight, don't waste it."

Situ He was startled, then bowed to He Lingchuan and said goodbye, and quickly ran towards the Situ Army camp.

He was still a little staggering, but his steps were firm.

Looking at Situ He's leaving figure, He Lingchuan remembered Fu Liushan's story for no reason. More than a hundred years ago, Fu Tianlin's father, the patriarch, took over a mission from the Yao Kingdom: to assassinate an opinion leader.

That person also lobbied all forces to join forces to fight against Yao, just like Situ He today. However, Situ He's luck was much better than his.

Even though the Shining Gold Plains is a notoriously desolate and hopeless place, for more than a hundred years, such people have been like weeds, which the Yao Kingdom cannot eliminate and grow again with the spring breeze.

Where there is suffering, there must be struggle.

He Lingchuan stood there and saw with his own eyes that Situ He entered the camp safely and more than ten guards came forward to meet him, and then turned and left.

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Jucheng.

People from Bixia came and went, searching the city for Situ He, the prisoner on death row.

The whole city was alerted, and suspicious people's houses would be rummaged through.

But no one has seen the figure of the death row prisoner.