Shui Yijun is worthy of being the one who knows children best in the world. Seeing her frowning, he understood her thoughts, so he rushed forward and smiled, "Prince, if you don't let go, Long Bo will be really dead."

No matter how good Xiaozhuang's martial arts skills are, she can't resist being strangled for so long.

He really couldn't hold on.

Before the waiter could speak, a person suddenly squeezed in from the crowd, staring at Xiaozhuang who was on the verge of death in surprise, and shouted in horror: "Master Longbo!"

The waiter looked in the voice and found that it was Zhaohui who brought him in.

Zhaohui also immediately recognized that the person holding the rope was the prince who made her mind linger all day long.

She was shocked and scared and said tremblingly: "It turned out to be you... why did you do this?"

As soon as this statement was spoken, the high priest understood.

The "traitor" of the Wu tribe, the person who brought Prince Lian and his group into the village, was Zhaohui.

All the Wu people, including the high priest, glared at Zhaohui.

Zhaohui has suffered many rolls of eyes these days, but it is the first time she has been stared at by so many people with hatred.

She shivered a little, tears fell down, and the man slowly knelt on the ground, "Why, why is this happening... Prince, why do you do this?"

Xiaozhuang's struggle gradually weakened.

The waiter was indifferent and looked cold.

Even Shui Yijun couldn't help frowning: "Prince..."

The high priest suddenly shouted wildly: "Please let my son go, I will give you whatever you want, and I will swear in the name of God!"

Everyone in the Wu tribe was in an uproar.

The Wu people believed in the Queen Houtu and swearing in the name of God was the most important oath and curse of their people.

If it weren't for life and death, ordinary people would never say that.

The waiter looked at Shui Yijun.

Shui Yijun nodded slightly.

"Okay." The waiter pulled out the sword from his waist casually.

Put it away, the knife falls.

The rope was cut.

Xiaozhuang fell to the ground.

The high priest was excited to rush over, but was stopped by several imperial guards.

The waiter looked at him with a smile.

The high priest shouted, "I just want to know if he is fine!"

"You don't have to worry about this, we have a doctor here."

The doctor I mentioned in my mouth was his second brother-in-law.

Shui Yijun walked forward and checked for a while. He thought something was wrong, so he quickly reached out and pressed Xiaozhuang's chest.

Seeing him doing this, everyone changed their faces.

The child subconsciously turned his head to look at his sister and found that under the moonlight, her face turned pale and her eyes were filled with tears.

But she sat motionlessly, without any excitement.

The two sisters grew up together and spent day and night together. The children knew that this was a manifestation that the sister would only have when she was extremely sad and painful.

The child frowned and looked down.

The pressing continues.

Xiaozhuang lay on the ground, his eyes closed and he was awakened.

The high priest trembled all over, unable to hold on, and almost collapsed on the ground.

Many years ago, when he discovered that Long Bo was missing, the feeling of powerlessness and destruction swept across his body again.

He would never want to feel the feeling of gaining and losing.

He knelt on the ground, staring at the figure lying on the ground without blinking.

Zhaohui also knelt on the ground, covered her face, and cried bitterly.

She regrets and hates it very much.

She hated herself why she was bewitched by that dangerous man and took him into the town.

All of this was caused by her.

She was the one who harmed Young Master Longbo!

If Young Master Longbo dies, she has to die with her.
Chapter completed!