Young man, rich and easy to talk

Hearing the word "water prison", Tang Wuming didn't care about Yuan Le's safety, he just turned his head and asked them what the water prison in the lord's mansion was like, how many feet long and how wide was it, whether it was dark inside, whether there were doors and windows, and whether it was cold inside. not cold.

Qin Feng was very puzzled. Aren't the water prisons all over the world generally dark, with a waistless pool of stagnant water underneath, a man-wide hole above, surrounded by stone walls and iron chains.It's summer now, soaking in it is barely bearable, if it's cold winter, many people will freeze to death.

Qin Feng didn't speak, but Tang Wuming read everything from his eyes, his half-upright body sank back heavily, his eyes flickered with panic, he suddenly turned over from the ground and shouted, "I must Go save him."

He used "must", more firmly than before.

The Shangguan family didn't catch the culprit, so they decided to use Yuan Le as a bait. Naturally, Qin Xichao couldn't let him go to death, so he also stretched out his arms to stop him, "I understand Shangguan Rong's temperament, and I won't stop him before I catch you." It will hurt Yuan Le, now he is in the light and we are in the dark, the most urgent thing is to cleanse your grievances and prove your innocence. In this way, Yuan Le will naturally be able to return safely."

Tang Wuming didn't understand what he was talking about, but now that it's raining heavily, where can I find the stolen treasure, let alone the beauty with two legs who can run around.

Innocence is irrelevant to people with a lot of money, and there is no need to worry about grievances at this moment.As for Yuan Le, it is very likely that they won't be able to survive for three days.

Tang Wuming has a scale in his heart to measure which is more important.

"I can't wait, and Yuan Le can't wait," Tang Wuming pushed away the arm blocking him, "If Yuan Le can't be rescued within three days, I'm afraid... I'm afraid he will become a corpse..." He said The voice is also a little difficult.

Qin Xichao blocked the entrance of the cave, and the back half of his body was wet and cold from the rain that came in. Listening to him, he thought he was worried about the safety of the water prison. "Although the water prison sounds uncomfortable, it will never be closed for three days. You don't have to worry about Shangguan Rong beating him with torture tools..."

Unexpectedly, before the words fell to the ground, Tang Wuming yelled at him with anxious eyes, "You are a pampered young master on Fufeng Island, have you been imprisoned by anyone before? Do you know what is in that pitch-black cage? Does it taste like it? Can you feel the feeling of cold water and hot blood flowing over the back of your feet without eating or drinking!"

Of course, Qin Xichao didn't experience what he said. Although he was strictly demanded since he was a child, he had never suffered much. The worst time was just practicing laziness and being beaten to pieces by his master. Two weeks in bed.

What Tang Wuming suffered in Qianmanmen was beyond his imagination, and he didn't know how to comfort him for a while.

Tang Wuming said he was yelling at him, but in fact he had no idea and had no place to vent. The Shangguan Mansion had no shortage of martial arts masters, and now that something like this happened, it would be even more heavily guarded.

A seamless egg is the most difficult to pry.

He lowered his head and lightly rested on Qin Xichao's wet shoulders, and the broken hair on his forehead was all wet, his heart panicked, and his mouth became chaotic, "Three days, he can bear it." It's extreme. He'll go crazy, hurt himself, and die in a fit of rage..." He lowered his voice, and even lowered his voice a little, "Save him, please... If you save him, I'll die in the world from now on." Let's go with you, never second words, never second thoughts."

Qin Xichao heard him say a word of begging, and his heart softened at first, but after hearing the last sentence, he was a little angry, put his arms around Tang Wuming's shoulders, and turned his face straight Looking at him, he smiled heavily, "What you said, never second-guess, never second-guessing." Seeing him nodding solemnly, he gritted his teeth and promised, "Okay, I'll help."

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The torrential rain seems to be able to drive all the hustle and bustle into the ground. The rain and fog on the mountain are transpiring, and the ground is full of mud.The side of the main palace is very close to the mountain, and small mudslides often occur, so the courtyard wall is built quite high.

And this place is also the most loosely guarded in the mansion.The heavy rain didn't stop for a while, and the two guards who were sent to guard the place wiped the water from their faces and complained to each other about the unlucky job at the stall.

At that moment when the eyes were closed, a gust of wind came from left and right, and swept by suddenly, even the rain was slanted a bit.

The guard looked back vigilantly for a week, but he didn't even see half a person, only a dark low hill outside the courtyard wall, which looked creepy.

Tang Wuming's lightness kung fu made him lighter and more agile than Qin Feng's. He flew over several roofs in a row, only to realize that the hero Qin hadn't caught up with him. hurry up. .

Both of them were dressed in dark clothes, as if two agile bats flashed across the high-ridged roof.

The water dungeon is no different from an ordinary prison cell. That kind of damp place must be built in a remote corner of the mansion. According to the news that Qin Feng spied overnight, the two rushed there without stopping.

The lights around the cell showed that it was not dark, and because of the heavy rain, it was faintly swaying. A pair of guards were patrolling back and forth in front of the half-foot-wide door, their sharp eyes sweeping across.

Tang Wuming lay on the back of the opposite roof, and looked at the dozen or so sword-wielding guards in the rain. They were all physically strong, and they were difficult to deal with at first glance, and there was no doubt that there must be more thugs inside.

He has no more powerful weapon on him.

It was the most blundering thing not to fetch the usual light crossbow from the carriage.

Qin Feng also glanced roughly, but he was not as cautious and anxious as Tang Wuming. He bowed and got up from the roof, ready to go towards the dark dungeon entrance.

"Hey, hey——" Seeing Qin Feng getting up, Tang Wuming stretched out his hand and pulled him down, in disbelief, "You don't mean to force your way in, do you?"

Qin Feng nodded of course.

Tang Wuming was amazed, "Even if your martial arts are good, if you can equal ten with one, can you equal twenty-three ten?!" He quietly pointed to the entrance of the dungeon, "With this posture, there are at least twenty or thirty people there. A team patrolling this gate..."

Before finishing counting, Qin Feng pressed his fingers and whispered to him, "Before coming, the owner asked me to give you a word."

When they set off from the cave, Qin Xichao separated from the two of them. He didn't know where they went, but he only told them to be careful.

Tang Wuming blinked and looked up at him.

Qin Feng secretly drew his sword out of its sheath, concentrating his whole body, with a strong and upright air of Fufeng mentality.

"Trust him." The word solemnly seeped through the rain, but it sounded like a boulder falling to the ground with a clang.

Tang Wuming was still pondering the meaning of the word "believe in him", but he saw that Qin Feng had already raised his sword and was attacking the prison door without bending or going around.

The guards who had been stationed all night were a little tired, but this brisk aura completely awakened their drowsiness. One after another raised their guns, drew their swords, wiped the rain around their eyes, and fought directly.

"Damn it, I'm really going..." Tang Wuming sighed, suffering from the fact that he didn't have any weapons that could help Qin Feng, he looked around for a week, lifted off a few whole tiles with both hands, and stepped on the cold rainstorm. down.

Qin Feng is worthy of being the great bodyguard on Fufeng Island, even if he was attacked by the enemy, he did not lose the slightest bit, with one kick, one stroke, and one stroke, he was quite agile.

Tang Wuming stood outside the arena with a few tiles in his hands, broke them into small pieces with a few clicks, aimed at the dead spots of some of the enemies, squinted his eyes, and shot them out vigorously with flicks of his fingers.

A burly and strong man was raising his knife to slash at Qin Feng's eyebrows, and suddenly his whole body twitched, his eyes widened and he fell down abruptly.

Only one person fell, and several people in succession also turned backwards and forwards.

Qin Feng swung his sword around the shoulder and arm of the person beside him, a stream of blood mist sprayed out, Tang Wuming turned his head to avoid it, only to feel water droplets splashed on his hand, whether it was rain or blood.

After finishing the last person at the door, Qin Feng glanced back at him and said with a tusk, "Okay, it's not blood, save people quickly."

Then hide in the dungeon.

Tang Wuming had no choice but to follow closely behind.

The aisle is long and deep, with the torches on both sides gloomily reflecting. When you go down to the end of the aisle in the dungeon, there is a small hall. In the hall, seven or eight soldiers have already grasped their weapons and are waiting for them.

It's just that those weapons are long... quite a joke.

The torturer's whip, the discus for roasting meat, the fire tong for holding charcoal, and a... big shovel.

They thought that there should be some powerful characters waiting for them, but it turned out that they were just a group of lazy jailers.

Tang Wuming looked at the half-broken shovel and laughed.

The shovel man with the scarred face turned black, and the head of the shovel swayed vigorously, and inserted into the stone slab under his feet, directly shoveling a hole in the solid slate floor.

Qin Feng turned his head and said softly to him, "Ten years ago, there was a villain who killed people without blood. He was nicknamed Iron Shovel Li, with a scarred face and a beard. I heard that he changed his ways later."

Scar has a bearded face and holds a shovel.

Tang Wuming didn't dare to laugh anymore, "Really?"

Qin Feng nodded.

The badly worn shovel head can be inserted into this hard stone slab, which shows how strong this man's arms are.The world is big, full of wonders, even someone with a shovel can make a name for himself.

Tang Wuming was immediately in awe of this old man in the killer world.

People from both sides stare at me, I stare at you, Lao Li hurriedly pulled out the shovel, waved it in his arm, "Trespassing the dungeon of the Wulin League, you should—"

A sudden sound pierced the sky, and a sharp sound came into the dungeon, interrupting his questioning.

Shovel Li's expression froze for a while, he turned his head and whispered a few words to his accomplices, occasionally glanced at Tang Wuming and the two of them.

Suddenly there was a loud crash, and the weapons in the hands of several people fell to the ground one after another, making Tang Wuming take a step back in shock.The jailers took a few steps in different directions, groaned twice, threw their heads back to the ground, and remained motionless.

"..." Tang Wuming was dumbfounded, the enemy pretended to be dead before the fight started.

Qin Feng was very calm. He bent down and took the key plate hanging from the man's waist. After shaking it twice, he walked in and said, "The owner has succeeded."

Tang Wuming,...