With a cry of surprise, Wen Ranran's arm was grabbed by someone, and her body stopped falling.
He raised his eyes in surprise.
What comes into view is that beautifully carved face.
Wen Ranran was overjoyed, "Mr.
Xia Lishuang grabbed the vines on the cliff, stepped on the protruding rocks to use her strength, and pulled Wen Ranran into her arms with a strong effort.
A ball of softness fell into her arms. Xia Lishuang breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Hold me tight, I will take you up."
"Um!"
Wen Ranran hugged his waist.
The sound of wind passed my ears, I walked up and landed on the edge of the cliff in an instant.
There was chaos in front of him, as the men in black and the guards of the county prince's palace struggled with each other.
Qianyu's figure shuttles through the darkness like a charm...
"The Princess Died Thirty Thousand Times" 128. Aren't you one of the best?