The woman heard his praise and burst into laughter and said, "I hate you so much-?"

The man took a breath and said, "Okay, let's start going up?" After the man finished speaking, he pulled out the single knife inserted into the crack of the cliff from the cliff and said to the woman, "Beauty, borrow your Yuyan Sword and use it?"

The woman was slightly stunned and suddenly exclaimed, "Why am I so stupid? This Yuyan sword was created by Ou Yezi, the master of sword making, but she can blow her hair short. Did the assassin Zhuo Zhu assassinate King Liao of Wu, didn't he use this sword? Am I really confused?"

"Haha, now I understand it's not too late to come here?" The man laughed loudly and took the fish intestine sword from the woman's hand.

A single sword and a sword slowly chiseled the steps on the smooth stone wall. Both of them were sharp blades at that time, and the iron was as sharp as mud. Although the stone wall was tough, it could not match the iron. Soon he chiseled two steps on the steps. The man waved his arm, wiped the sweat beads on his forehead, and barely took the courage to lift his feet up, and tried to see whether he could eat and hold on. Seeing that he was standing on the stairs, there was no sign of collapse at all, he felt relieved and continued to dig holes according to what he had done just now. In this way, he was more than one meter high, and his arms were dizzy and his hands and feet were sore.

The woman behind him followed the man step by step. Seeing him sweating profusely, he was very distressed and hurriedly took out a steamed bun from his body and handed it onto the half pot of water. The man inserted his single knife back to his waist, reached out to pick up the water, but didn't pick up the steamed bun, and took a sip of the water and said, "I'm afraid I can't get it tonight. You just ate less, but I'm hungry later. I'm afraid I can't hold on. You'd better eat it?"

The woman said nothing, pressed her body tightly against the stone wall, then slowly retracted her hands, and broke the white steamed bun in half with difficulty, and handed the half on it.

The man shook his head, reached out to take it, then turned his wrist and handed the kettle over, and then chewed the steamed buns. The steamed buns were big. The man ate half full, gave out a sigh, looked at the cliff, moved his sour arms, calmed down, then lie tightly on the stone wall, rested for a while, and cursed in his heart: "I don't know how high this cliff is. If I don't go out at dawn, it won't take long, I'm afraid I'll starve to death here! I'm dead, can't I be so tired that Chuchu died with me?"

Thinking of this, I made up my mind. Today, even if the two sharp blades were broken, I had to dig out the steps. After thinking, I no longer delayed it. I waved a knife and a sword and dig up the hole. Every time I dig a step, I would rest against the wall for a while. Now I stopped and stopped. I don’t know how long it took, but the light on my head was getting brighter and brighter. When I was feeling exhausted, I suddenly heard a slight sound of footsteps or voices coming from above.

However, the wind was too loud, and the sound of talking on the top was blowing away quickly. But the man was very good at hearing and could hear clearly. He was overjoyed and stuck to the stone wall. He took a long breath and raised his head and shouted, "Is there anyone above? Is there anyone?"

The sound was heard through the internal force. Although there was a sound of wind, the man was afraid that the person above would not hear it and tried his best. Therefore, the sound was loud enough, like thunder, echoing around the cliff.

After shouting twice, someone replied, "You... are you... human or ghost?"

Upon hearing the voice, the man was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "Brother, I am a human, not a ghost, I am a human, not a ghost?"

The woman following immediately after him felt funny when he answered strangely, but she was exhausted and had no strength to laugh out loud.

After pausing for a while, the person above said, "We're leaving the rope, you're holding it!"

The man said happily: "Thank you! Thank you!"

After a while, a thick rope hung down from above and kept hanging down. When the man came to him, he hurriedly said, "Enough, enough!"

The man put away the fish intestine sword, then held the hilt of the knife with one hand, stretched out his hand and pulled the woman over, pulled it into his arms and hugged them tightly, tied the two of them together with a rope, then raised his head and said to the top: "I'm thankful for the big brother above!"

The voice was slowly delivered, and the person above said, "Brother below, tie the rope to your waist, and I'll pull you up!"

The man was overjoyed when he heard this and thought to himself, "It seems that more than one person is saved now?" He pulled out the single knife and put it in his arms. He hugged the woman in his arms with both hands and shouted to him, "I'm working hard!"

The rope suddenly tightened, and the man hugged the woman, his feet were on the smooth stone wall, and he lit it gently, and his feet were walking faster and faster on the stone wall, as if he was flying.

The woman in her arms felt like she was foggy. Although she knew that she would definitely reach the top of the peak, she didn't expect that she would go up like this. She felt relieved and felt a little stimulating in her stimulation.

The man walked faster and faster, and soon he saw the peak. His eyes lit up. The man let out a breath, his body leaped gently, his feet lit up on a raised rock, his body leaped high, and then he let out a breath, hugged the woman and rolled on the ground, and hit the ground.

The man hit the ground with both feet, then he breathed a sigh of relief, then he looked at the top of the peak, and the two of them were standing on the cliff between them, looking at them curiously. The man struggled violently, and the rope "bounced" and broke all the time. The two people on the opposite side were stunned again, glanced at each other, and subconsciously took a step back.

The man let go of the woman in his arms, hurriedly clasped his fists and said to the two of them, "Thank you for your help from brothers. If it weren't for brothers, I would have died under the cliff today?"

The two were originally hunters from this area and often got traps in this area and took prey. Today, they happened to catch the prey, so they got up early and didn't want to save a couple.

The man thanked him again. Seeing that the two hunters thanked him repeatedly, one of the elderly smiled and said, "It's just a small task. You have already thanked me just now. Can't I bear it anymore?"

Seeing that both of them were generous, the man gave up. After saying something to each other, he was about to leave. When he was ordered to leave, he left his own names. One of the two hunters was Zhang Hengwu and the other was Zhang Hengxin, a real father-son hunter.

The man remembered it in his heart and left his name - Xiao Yun.
Chapter completed!