Xia Yihan couldn't see the direction in which Hu Ling'er fell, so she just jumped down based on instinct.
However, at this moment, a black figure jumped out of the forest, as fast as lightning and as fast as the wind.
Seeing Xia Yihan jumping down without hesitation, a long black silk ribbon shot out from her hand and instantly wrapped around Xia Yihan's waist.
The petite black shadow spun in mid-air. Chang Ling retracted it and forcefully dragged the tall Xia Yihan up.
The feeling of her feet landing came, and Xia Yihan realized that she was back on the ground again.
"Ling'er!" Before he could figure out who saved him, Xia Yihan turned around and was about to jump down again, but the next moment, he felt a heavy weight on his waist and was hugged tightly by someone.
"Senior brother, no!" came an anxious call from behind, and she seemed to be holding him with all her strength, not letting him move at all.
Xia Yihan's body paused and stiffened for a long time, then she closed her eyes and said sadly: "Rong'er, why don't you let me go down to find her?"
She was the one who saved him? His junior sister Sang Rong.
Seeing that he finally calmed down, Sang Rong let go of his hand and turned to face him. There was a touch of sadness on Jue Li's face, but he said extremely firmly: "Brother, I don't know what Ling'er you are talking about is."
Who, but I know that there is a cliff below. If you fall, you will definitely die. I will not let you die."
"Death is inevitable...?" Xia Yihan opened her eyes, her red eyes full of despair.
Did this woman really leave him like this?
He hadn't even had time to take a look at her...
From the narrow corner of his eyes, a line of crystals slowly came down.
Seeing Xia Yihan's side face crying in grief, Sang Rong was shocked.
After knowing him for more than ten years, her impression of Xia Yihan was always smiling, free and easy-going. Even when his master passed away, he never shed a tear in front of others.
But now...
"I'm sorry, senior brother, it's my fault that I came too late." Sang Rong lowered his eyes, his tone full of guilt: "I have been looking for you for a long time, and accidentally saw Shang Yang and the others, so I followed them quietly, but unexpectedly...
It’s a step too late.”
"I don't blame you." Xia Yihan took a deep breath, her thoughts suddenly became clear, and she said in a deep voice: "Is this what Qi Hongqing meant?"
"I don't know." Sang Rong shook his head slightly, then looked up at him again, "So, are you willing to jump down just like that without knowing why?"
Xia Yihan was silent, the wind blew his long hair, and his beautiful face was filled with sadness.
After a long time, he finally said: "Rong'er, take me back to the palace."
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Her purple clothes and dark hair fluttered in the wind.
"Ling'er!" A hoarse shout echoed in her ears.
Who is it? Who is calling her?
Hu Ling'er slowly opened her eyes. Above her head was a cold stone wall, but underneath her body was warm straw.
She moved to think about it, but as soon as she moved, she felt a heartbreaking pain in her left shoulder and chest, which almost made her unable to breathe.
She moved her stiff neck and looked down, only to see that she was wearing a purple men's robe loosely wrapped around her body, which was stained with blood and had several holes.
There was a white bandage wrapped around her shoulders and chest, with red blood faintly visible on it.
How could she get hurt?
Where is this?
Looking around, it is clearly a cave. Not far away, there is light shining in, which must be the entrance of the cave.
Suddenly, the tips of Hu Ling'er's ears twitched, and the next second, a dark shadow blocked the light at the entrance of the cave.
Narrowing her eyes with alertness, Hu Ling'er watched the shadow slowly walking towards the cave.
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Because the number of words on the shelf has to be kept, Yao'er has something to do with this account, so there will be one update every day for the past two days, and two updates will be resumed starting from Sunday.