"You must know how to save her, right? Please save her quickly?"
Jun Haitang smiled coolly and said: "This is Sheshen Cliff, a place where even the Emperor of Heaven and Ye Youran cannot survive. Do you think I can do something about it?"
Jun Wuhen was so angry that he reached out and slapped her hard, knocking her to the ground and then staggering away.
His eyes were scattered and confused, and he murmured: "I don't believe it, I will definitely find a way to save you, Yanran, just wait."
"You promised me to be with me, you can't break your promise like this! Otherwise, I will hate you!"
As for Xijian Liying, after hearing Jun Haitang's words, his eyes were full of despair and gloom, and everything in the world had lost its meaning in his eyes.
Looking at the bottomless cliff, he wanted to jump off and be with Yanran.
However, when he was just standing on the edge of the cliff, a Juan handkerchief suddenly blew in the wind and fell at his feet.
He bent down and picked it up. He saw that it was his handkerchief that she had always carried with her. It also carried her unique body fragrance. On it she had embroidered two lines of small poems: "I wish to be a winged bird in the sky, and I wish to be a winged bird on the ground."
Lian Lizhi.”
With tears in his eyes, he bit his finger and wrote the next two sentences with blood: "As time goes by, this hatred will last forever."
He held Juanpa tightly and put it on his chest, letting tears burst out. This was the only thing she left to him. He wished he could crush it and stuff it into his heart.
The scent of her body lingering in his nose, does this mean that she might still be alive?
When he thought of this, a glimmer of hope flashed in his desperate eyes. Then, he must save his life and find her.
As long as there is a glimmer of hope, he will not give up!
Even if he finds white hair from black hair, he will not regret it.
If he died like this, his relationship with her would be completely broken...
Only when you are alive can you have hope, right?
If he can't find her in his old age, then he will return here at the last moment of his life, jump down, and follow her.
In the empty and beautiful valley, there was his sad and desperate cry. He seemed to want to turn the sorrow in his chest into blood and cry out.
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