Because there was no bridge, the four of them had a hard time in front of the cliff. They walked along the edge of the cliff to the left, looking for any place to go.
After walking for a while, there was nothing to do. Looking around, there was a blank space in front of me, and the edge of the cliff was stretched straight forward, with no end to see it at all. It seemed to be a very large rift valley.
Huang Xiaojue wrapped his hands around his chest, and looked into the distance with deep brown eyes, as if thinking about what to do next.
An uneasy gaze quietly stared at his handsome side face, An Ran's teeth were trembling nervously, and sweat broke out from his palms.
She tried her best to hide these small movements, and Mo Xiaoran, who was standing beside her, didn't feel her strangeness at all.
Suddenly, she touched Mo Xiaoran, her tone was very light and her voice was very small, so small that only the two of them could hear it, "Xiaoran, I seem to have seen something." As she said that, she looked down at the cliff
I sniffed my mouth.
Although Mo Xiaoran didn't know what she meant, she couldn't help but feel curious. She approached the cliff a little, blinked her big black eyes and glanced down tremblingly.
Hey, nothing...
She was wondering, and suddenly a vicious force came from behind, and then a voice full of hatred and indifference floated above her head, "Mo Xiaoran, go see the King of Hell!"
Before Mo Xiaoran could react, she suddenly felt the force behind her, and the gravel under her feet loosened. Her petite body almost instantly soared into the air, and under the action of gravity...
At the same time, a figure flashed suddenly, and without hesitation, fell down immediately after the petite body...
Mo Xiaoran's mind was blank, and the scenery in front of her seemed to have turned into darkness. There was a terrifying wind whistling beside her ears. Her soft limbs had no support at all. She closed her eyes in fear, and her consciousness was blurred...
Suddenly, all the wind in his ears disappeared. Mo Xiaoran sighed in despair, she must be dead...
Unexpectedly, my body was instantly embraced in an embrace, and a warm airflow wrapped her tightly...
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An Ran collapsed limply on the edge of the cliff in horror, staring at the two figures incredibly, falling down rapidly in her sight, getting smaller and smaller... and finally disappeared.
"Jue! Huang Xiaojue!" It was not until this time that her nerves recovered from the stiffness. Her first reaction was to scream, her voice was sharp and scared, with a strong crying voice, and the big tears flowed along the tenderness.
Pale cheeks fell.
"Xiaoran..." Louis looked at the bottomless cliff in a daze, and his blue eyes gradually became red and terrifying, spraying with a terrifying anger that seemed to be about to kill.
He suddenly grabbed An Ran's neck, his face dark and terrifying, "An Ran, what did you do!!"
"Ah...don't...don't kill me..." An Ran retreated in horror, but the demonic hands on her neck tightened tighter and tighter. Her face turned pale, her breathing became difficult, and her pale hands were painfully ill.
Grasping the cold and ruthless palm on his neck, "I... didn't mean it... I was wrong... Cough, please! Don't..."