Wei Shao personally led a team to catch all the merchants who frequently interacted with Magistrate Cao.

Conclusive evidence of Magistrate Cao's corruption was obtained from them.

After taking the confessions of these people and adjourning them, Wei Shao couldn't wait to ride back.

Hurrying slowly, he arrived at Xiaohe Village near dusk. He couldn't wait to tell Zhao Zhizhi the good news.

He has already ordered people to arrest Magistrate Cao first. When everything comes to light, he will no longer have to hide his identity and plans.

He had already planned to confess his identity to Zhao Zhizhi on this day, and if Zhao Zhizhi was willing, he would take her back to Beijing.

However, when he saw the tragic situation where most of the house in Xiaohe Village was burned down, a bad premonition suddenly came to his heart.

Before he had time to think clearly about what happened, he saw the Zhao family's father and brother running towards him.

Zhao Yimu ran at the front, his face full of panic. When he arrived in front of Wei Shao, he stuttered and said without even taking a breath: "You, you are back, hurry up, go save Zhizhi, she was killed by Cao County Ling took him away."

Wei Shao's face suddenly turned cold, his hands suddenly clenched into fists, and he asked in a deep voice: "How long have they been gone?"

"It's been about three or four hours." Zhao Yimu's eyes were slightly red, and he didn't dare to think about how Zhao Zhizhi would be tortured for such a long time.

Father Zhao and other brothers also panted and walked to Zhao Yimu. They looked at Wei Shao in unison. Although they didn't say a word, their eyes were full of pleading.

Wei Shao nodded slightly, got on his horse again, looked down at them, and said softly: "I will bring Zhi Zhi back."

After saying that, he rode away.

He was now filled with murderous intent. He had completely lost the idea of ​​capturing Magistrate Cao alive in the first place. He just wanted to kill him with a thousand knives.

Wei Shao pursed his thin lips tightly. On the surface, he didn't seem to have any major mood swings. He really wished he could fly to Zhao Zhizhi's side immediately.

At the same time, Zhao Zhizhi knelt on the ground, took a deep breath, took out a silver needle from his sleeve, endured the pain, and quickly inserted it into a certain acupuncture point on his shoulder.

After a moment, the bone-piercing pain eased somewhat, but that alone was not enough. She had to stop the bleeding as soon as possible, otherwise, she would not be able to hold on for Wei Shao to save her.

Unfortunately, her wound was still penetrated by the arrow, and the wound could not stop the bleeding unless it was pulled out.

She couldn't pull it out forcefully. Even if she had the courage, she didn't have the ability.

Just the slightest movement made her feel dizzy.

Zhao Zhizhi reluctantly raised his head, looked at the corner in front of him, and laughed silently.

Will she never see Wei Shao again?

I don’t know if I can be resurrected after dying this time, or if I can travel back to my original body.

Zhao Zhizhi admired herself. At this time, she actually still had the mind to think about things.

The dead men had once again surrounded Zhao Zhizhi, and they were approaching slowly, as if giving the dying fish some hope of struggling.

Magistrate Cao's furious roar came from behind: "Kill her and throw her body away to feed the wild dogs."

After giving the order, Zhao Zhizhi felt a cold light pass across her neck.

Zhao Zhizhi slowly closed his eyes and waited calmly for the sword to fall.

"Wait, it's too easy for her to let her die like this. Bring her here and I will torture her in front of everyone." Magistrate Cao suddenly changed his mind.

Before Zhao Zhizhi could open her eyes, she was lifted up.

A dead man does not have the habit of pitying the beautiful and cherishing the beautiful. With such rude movements, the silver needle pricking the acupuncture points had no effect, and Zhao Zhizhi almost fainted from the pain.

She was thrown in front of Magistrate Cao. Magistrate Cao sneered, looked at her condescendingly, and said in a disdainful tone: "Zhao Zhizhi, aren't you very powerful? I originally asked you to serve me, but you don't want to, then what? I will reward you to these slaves, you must enjoy it."

Hearing this, Zhao Zhizhi opened her eyes, and a drop of sweat fell down her eyes.

She also started laughing, and the laughter got louder and louder. Magistrate Cao's face instantly darkened, and he roared angrily: "Why are you laughing? Shut up."

Zhao Zhizhi stared at him without blinking, with a bright smile, "I'm laughing at you. I'm laughing at you for pretending to be human even though you have a pig's head. Sooner or later, you will be accepted by God, and retribution is just a matter of time." You’ll be late, but you won’t be late.”

Magistrate Cao was so angry that he strode forward and slapped Zhao Zhizhi hard.

The loud and crisp sound was particularly abrupt in the courtyard. Zhao Zhizhi tilted his face, gritted his teeth, spit out a mouthful of blood, turned around and continued to laugh.

Magistrate Cao pointed at her and said fiercely: "Okay, I want to see how long you can keep smiling!"

He glanced around with squinted eyes and said in a loud voice: "Come here, take off all her clothes, and serve her well. I will watch her die with my own eyes."

"Guan Gu, I won't let anyone succeed even if I die." Zhao Zhizhi decided to commit suicide by biting his tongue like a scene in a TV series.

Unfortunately, before she could even begin, her jaw was removed by the dead man who brought her over.

There was another burst of nerve-tearing pain, and Zhao Zhizhi collapsed on the ground, his whole body suddenly losing strength.

She looked up at the starry sky, her determined eyes gradually filled with despair.

At this moment, another sound of fighting came from the courtyard.

Zhao Zhizhi heard Liu Qing's voice, "Guan Guan, we have collected all the evidence of your corruption. Why don't you arrest him quickly?"

Zhao Zhizhi's pupils immediately trembled violently. She wanted to turn her head and glance at the source of the sound, but she couldn't move.

Did Wei Shao come to save her?

She lay quietly on the ground, expecting to see Wei Shao appear in front of her, hold her in his arms and comfort her softly.

She could cry loudly. It hurt too much. She was in so much pain that she really wanted to complain to him. The dog official wanted to take her as his concubine, but she would rather be hurt than agree to him.

For a long time, Zhao Zhizhi only heard the sound of fighting, but Wei Shao still didn't come over.

Zhao Zhizhi comforted himself over and over again in his heart. If he waits a little longer, maybe he hasn't found himself yet.

Magistrate Cao was hiding behind a pillar and shivering. By chance, he saw Zhao Zhizhi.

Thinking that Zhao Zhizhi and Wei Shao are husband and wife, regardless of whether they have feelings for each other.

He has no choice but to go to hell. It would be better if Zhao Zhizhi can help him block the arrow. He can't drag her into hell with him.

Thinking of this, County Magistrate Cao took advantage of Liu Qing's leadership to fight with the dead soldiers, sneaked up to Zhao Zhizhi, held her collar with his hands, and pulled her up.

Blood gushed out from the wound on his shoulder again. Zhao Zhizhi was agitated by the sharp pain. He grabbed himself and blocked him in front of him, while his eyes quickly searched for Wei Shao among the fighting crowd.

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