"Rescuing people is like putting out fire, you can't be too slow." The old man put his flag and flag back on his waist and urged the soldiers who were driving to go faster.

Tu Shanjun was noncommittal.

It's just a pity that we didn't get a new Qi Shi Banner Master.

Tu Shanjun felt that as long as the banner owner was not a bad person, he could support him.

Considering some things, Tushanjun did not make any changes.

Although Lao Baihu is very strong, he can only be regarded as a second-rate master who has cultivated inner energy.

Another arm was broken, and he is not young at all, so he probably won’t be able to walk on the path to immortality.

The most important thing is that I don’t know if the old people have spiritual talent.

This is the more critical thing.

If you don't have spiritual roots, you will have to waste a lot of time.

A few moments.

The carriage arrived at the Xiuyiwei Yamen.

The old man hurriedly walked towards the gate, but was stopped by two soldiers: "Master Baihu, please let me know."

The old man smiled and stopped the brother behind him: "That's right."

After waiting for a long time, the soldier guarding the door came belatedly, with a false apology on his face: "Oh, Mr. Baihu, you have been waiting for a long time. Mr. Qianhu, please come in."

The old man nodded slightly and walked towards the Yamen.

The corpses of the five brothers were lying on the open space inside the door, and the remaining brothers were blocked aside by swords.

The stone pillar was pressed down by two embroidered guards and could not move.

Seeing the old man walk in, Shi Zhu's eyes widened.

Just as he was about to stand up, he was kicked by a soldier behind him.

His hands and feet were tied, and a rag was stuffed in his mouth. He was struggling to move his body on the ground.

The old man looked at the two people pressing the stone pillars with a cold face. Without saying anything, he walked directly into the central hall.

A man in a silver-white embroidered robe is writing something at his desk.

With the backlight, I couldn't see the person's face clearly.

"Sir." The old man shouted cautiously.

An awkward and awkward smile appeared on his face: "If my son has offended me, please ask the adults. The adults will not remember the faults of the villain."
Chapter completed!