Chapter 10 Falling off a cliff Qiao Shuang'er looked at Bu Chenche who was approaching her step by step, and looked at his shaking body. She knew very well that he was completely powerless now. Even if he could grab her hand, he might not be able to save her, let alone
Those who hold on to themselves will never let go.
Qiao Shuang'er stared at Bu Chenche with a look that had never been serious, as if she wanted to carve Bu Chenche's face deeply into her mind. She was so lucky to be able to meet him in this life.
Bu Chenche frowned involuntarily, and instantly understood Qiao Shuang'er's thoughts and shouted urgently, "No, Shuang'er, don't let go!"
"I'm sorry." Qiao Shuang'er closed her eyes and finally let go. When she was about to face death, she felt her hand being firmly grasped. The familiar feeling now made her tremble. She opened her eyes.
Seeing the scared look in the man's eyes, there was wind in his voice, "How dare you let go!"
Qiao Shuang'er instantly felt tears streaming from her eyes, just because she felt sorry for the fear in Bu Chenche's eyes just now. She didn't want him to show such a look again, "I'm sorry for scaring you."
Bu Chenche didn't speak. He was indeed frightened. When Qiao Shuang'er let go of his hand, he felt that everything in the world disappeared. If he hadn't grabbed his hand, he would have jumped down without hesitation.
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The Ruan Gong San in his body slowly started to take effect. Bu Chenche slowly let go of his leg that was originally hooked on the bamboo. When he saw that he had let go and moved forward a few meters before falling off the cliff, someone grabbed his foot. When he turned around, he found that
It's Jing Yirong.
Jing Yirong grabbed Bu Chenche with all her strength, "Don't let go."
Bu Chenche nodded, Jing Yirong turned around and saw Nalan Qingyi and Nalan Zhijin approaching step by step with support, and immediately said sternly, "You all stand still and don't come any closer!"
"Master!" "Clothes!"
"Listen to me and don't take another step forward, otherwise I will let go now!" Jing Yirong threatened. Neither of them had any martial arts skills at all. It was just superfluous to save them.
Nalan Qingyi and Nalan Zhijin stopped in fear. At this time, Scholar Tang came closer and reached out to grab Jing Yirong's clothes and tried to pull them up, but he had little strength in his body.
Jing Yirong frowned, "Are you taking off my clothes or saving me?"
"Of course I am saving you." Tang Shusheng's cheeks turned red. At this time, Yang Feng, Xiao Yan, and Mo Feiyu also stepped forward to help. They are all martial arts practitioners themselves. Although Ruan Gongsan is powerful, it will not give them any strength.
No, the Lord of the Palace stood aside and wanted to step forward to help, but there were already enough people, so he stood aside.
Just when everyone thought they could be rescued, a man appeared out of nowhere. He was wearing a red robe and saw that he was one of Dian Jun's men. However, he directly attacked Dian Jun. Dian Jun dodged and only frowned when he saw clearly, "I
I should have thought that he had an accomplice, but I didn't think that you would betray me?"
"As a killer, the first person I want to kill is you." The person who came didn't care and just attacked Dianjun with one move after another. However, even if Dianjun was hit by the soft power powder, he couldn't defeat him.
, I could only fight with him carelessly, and I couldn't help but feel a little annoyed and glanced sideways at the person hanging on the edge of the cliff, got out of the way, and followed him.
Seeing this, Mo Feiyu hurriedly moved to stop Dunliu. His body was weak and he was kicked to the ground with one kick.
Nalan Qingyi and Nalan Zhijin hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, "How are you?"
"I'm fine," Mo Feiyu watched helplessly as Dian Jun fought with that person. The martial arts in Dian Jun's body were getting less and less. Under this situation, when all the martial arts in Dian Jun's body disappeared, all the **
No one can escape from that man's sword.
The people on the edge of the cliff gradually pulled forward, and only the person holding Qiao Shuang'er lost strength and fell down early. When Qiao Shuang'er landed, she was hugged into a hug, "Fortunately, you are okay, fortunately."
Qiao Shuang'er also hugged Bu Chenche tightly. Only when she was hanging on the edge of the cliff did she realize that she loved him so much that she hoped to trade her life for his survival.
The Lord's strength has disappeared and there is not much left. It will take another hour to recover. He glanced at the man who collapsed on the ground and slowly raised his lips. He has killed countless people and has never owed anything to others or been owed by others.
This time, he actually owed so many people. If they all died because of his palace, it would not be too difficult for him to repay the debt. The palace emperor raised a stern smile and looked at the man in red robe, "Since you hate me so much
, why not go to hell together to settle accounts."
Before the man could pay attention to Dian Jun's words, Dian Jun rushed forward and threw the man and his body away. Both of them fell off the cliff. Jing Yirong sat on the edge of the cliff and looked at Dian Jun's smile as he fell off the cliff.
, subconsciously jumped down and caught the falling body of Lord Dian. His other hand grabbed a protruding stone from the edge of the cliff. Blood flowed from his palm. He didn't expect to be hung up again when he went up.
Dianjun looked at Jing Yirong who was holding his hand in shock, "Why?"
"I don't know the reason myself," Jing Yirong sneered, "Maybe we share the same problem."
"What?" Dian Jun didn't understand, and Jing Yirong didn't bother to explain. She raised her head and saw Nalan Qingyi lying on the edge of the cliff with an anxious look on his face. Others also looked anxious. Jing Yirong could clearly feel the strength in his hands gradually loosening.
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"Let me go now and you can hold on for a while longer," Dianjun reminded calmly.
Jing Yirong ignored Dian Jun's words and glanced at Nalan Qingyi. Asking a group of people who had been hit by Ruan Gong San to save them would only bring them to the edge of danger again. Jing Yirong suddenly raised a gentle smile,
Staring at Nalan Qingyi with affection as bright as the sun.
Nalan Qingyi panicked, "Yirong, don't leave me."
"I won't leave you. Believe me, I won't die. I will wait for you to come to me." Jing Yirong smiled softly, "Also, I seem to have forgotten to tell you that I love you."
Nalan Qingyi looked at Jing Yirong in shock. He never thought that he would get this sentence or get it as Nalan Qingyi in this life. Then he saw Jing Yirong appear like a delicate flower.
With a beautiful smile, she let go of her hand, and her and Dian Jun's bodies gradually fell down like kites with broken strings.
"Jing Yirong!" Nalan Qingyi screamed heartbreakingly. He was scared. He admitted that he was really scared. He had never been so scared before, as if his heart had stopped. Don't leave him and don't want you to return.
Leave when you don't know what Ye Xieming said, Jing Yirong, I won't let you die, as long as you still have breath, I will find you, even if I use up all my blood, I will save you.
Everyone was sitting on the edge of the cliff as if they were stupid. No one thought that such a thing would happen. Everyone knew too well that what Jing Yirong did was just to prevent them from getting hurt trying to save her.
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If anyone says that Jing Yirong is cold and heartless, Scholar Tang will fight him desperately. How can such a person who values love and justice have such rumors?
Nalan Zhijin wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. He opened his eyes wide and shed tears in despair. He clearly didn't want to cry but the tears still fell like a broken thread. The master fell off the cliff, but she will be alive. She will definitely be alive. Seventh Brother
Would you be happy if you heard the news about Master falling off a cliff now? Because Master doesn’t need you to be practicing martial arts...
Nalan Zhijin did not dare to think about it any more. Nalan Qingyi looked at the deep cliff infatuatedly. When he came to his senses, he stood up and opened his arms. Nalan Zhijin rushed up and gave Nalan Qingyi a hand.
Hug, "Brother, don't jump, please don't leave. Master will be fine. She told you to find her. If she knows that you didn't listen to her, she will be angry and will never see you again for the rest of her life. Brother, don't."
Leave again."
Nalan Qingyi hugged Nalan Zhijin into his arms in shock. He was really in a trance. The reaction to the scene just now was something that only Nalan Qingyi could have done. However, even he himself gradually blurred his thoughts. In the end, Nalan Qingyi
How much of Lan Qingyi belongs to Ye Xieming. In the past, not half of it was owned by Ye Xieming, but after meeting Jing Yirong, more and more of it belonged to Ye Xieming, so Ye Xieming also did it
Too many stupid things.
I almost committed suicide for Jing Yirong, so I prepared a jade piece for everyone...
Nalan Qingyi held Nalan Zhijin for a long time and was speechless. Jing Yirong changed not only you but also me...
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Early the next morning, Nalan Qingyi and his entourage ran to the bottom of the cliff to look for Jing Yirong and Dianjun. However, they searched hundreds of miles around the entire cliff but there was no sign of them. Nalan Qingyi almost lost his patience.
Nalan Zhijin couldn't help but tell Nalan Zhenqi that on the tenth day after Jing Yirong fell off the cliff, Nalan Zhijin led hundreds of soldiers into the territory of the Yu Kingdom, just to find Jing Yirong.
Nalan Zhijin looked at the brooding Nalan Zhenqi with tears on his face, "Brother Qi, there is still no sign of the master after ten days. Do you think the master is really dead?"
"No," Nalan Zhenqi said firmly, his brows furrowed, did he hate her? Yes. Are he worried about her? Yes, he was worried. But he still asked his father for help in despair.
Hundreds of soldiers risked their lives to enter the realm of Yu.
When he saw Jing Yirong falling off the cliff in the letter, he felt that his heart also fell into the deep bottom of the cliff. Master, the man he had called master for two years was so powerful that no one could defeat him. How could he do it so easily?
Death, in his heart the master will never die.
Mo Feiyu looked at the two brothers hugging each other. It took him ten days to realize that Nalan Zhijin was actually the tenth prince of the Hades Kingdom, and that the man who appeared with hundreds of helpers was also the seventh prince of the Hades Kingdom. Both of them belonged to Jing Yirong.
Disciple, although I don't know why they separated, but now looking at the pain on their faces, I know that they value Jing Yirong more than themselves.
Qiao Shuang'er looked at Nalan Zhenqi from a distance for half a year. They hadn't seen each other for half a year. He looked much more mature now, and there was a lot more sadness in his body. She looked at the expression between his brows.
Wrinkling, Qiao Shuang'er felt a little sorry for him. If Yue Ya was still there, if everything had never been discovered, he would be very happy now.
Nalan Zhenqi subconsciously raised his head when he felt the distant gaze. When he saw it was Qiao Shuang'er, he smiled lightly. He walked closer and stretched out his hand to rub Qiao Shuang'er's hair, "How are you doing?"
Even Liumo's brother Qiao Shuang'er didn't think he could be so cordial, but Nalan Zhenqi's greetings reminded Qiao Shuang'er of the embarrassment with Bu Chenche in the past few days, making Qiao Shuang'er feel that this was something that happened to her.
In front of her relatives, Qiao Shuang'er felt that all her grievances could be revealed at this moment, so her nose felt sore and tears fell down without saying anything.
Nalan Zhenqi sighed, "What's wrong? King Junqi treats you badly?"
"No." Qiao Shuang'er shook her head repeatedly, but tears fell like a broken thread. She never thought about crying in front of Nalan Zhenqi, but she didn't know why Nalan Zhenqi just made him feel that she had
Having family members gives her an inexplicable sense of intimacy.
Nalan Zhenqi helplessly stretched out her hand to wipe away Qiao Shuang'er's tears and gently held her in her arms, "Silly girl."