Lin Chu looked tired: "Before you can smile proudly on the world, can you first walk down the chasm with a smile on your face? Hero?"
Shen Xing was stunned for a moment, then the corners of his lips raised slightly, and his eyes glowed: "Okay!"
"Four unlikelihoods, lead the way."
At that time, on a cliff in the natural chasm, the people led by Yue Chuyun were trapped for a whole day.
They originally wanted to break out of the encirclement, but were driven away by the elusive evil spirits and deviated from their original route. Coupled with the dim light, dizziness due to hunger and cold, they panicked and chose the road, and instead moved farther and farther away from the entrance of the valley.
After finally repelling a wave of attacks, they discovered that they were trapped on the mountain. The mountain road was rugged and difficult, and it was almost impossible to go down.
"I...I can't do it anymore." A woman moaned and sobbed: "I don't want to die here."
"Who wants to die like this? I'm not married yet!"
"Otherwise, let's surrender. Doesn't King Shura just want the chasm? The left and right chasms have nothing to do with us. They can take them if they want."
"That's right, even the camp owner has disappeared. What's the point of us still holding on here?"
It was chaotic and noisy everywhere, and the atmosphere of decadence and melancholy spread quickly.
"Miss."
The woman in green pursed her lips and handed the almost dry water bag to Yue Izuyun: "Drink some water."
Yue Izumo looked pale, and her continuous battles had consumed a lot of energy. Her previous high spirits were eventually wiped out by reality.
No matter how arrogant she is, she has to admit that there is nothing she can do in the current cruel situation.
When she realized that there was no way out, she leaned against a pine tree on the top of the mountain and closed her eyes to rest. She didn't even move her fingers even though she was complaining all around.
"You and your men repelled three attacks from evil spirits, but not a single drop of water touched your lips. Drink some water to moisten your throat." The woman in green clothes lowered her eyelashes, her voice a little urgent.
Yue Izuyun slowly opened his eyes: "Have you never drank water? I can hold on, so just drink it."
Her voice was hoarse and unpleasant, and her vocal cords had been damaged due to severe dryness. But she didn't care.
"My slave is not thirsty." The woman in green clothes was respectful and anxious: "We are now all protected by the young lady. You must not fall."
The corners of Yue Izuyun's lips curled up, and the smile in his eyes was sarcastic: "I'm protecting you? Who can I protect?"
The woman in green bit her lip: "Miss, please don't belittle yourself. I know in my heart that without you, all of us would have died long ago. Some people are voluntarily deceived by lard, and that is their own business."
The discussion stopped for a moment, and many people had dissatisfaction in their eyes. They looked at the cold moonlit clouds under the tree, but they shrunk their necks and did not dare to speak.
"Miss, just have a drink of water. I'm still waiting for you to lead me home."
Yue Izuyun was finally moved and reached out to take the water bag from the woman in green. However, he only took a very small sip and handed the water bag to the woman in green.
"You should drink some too."
The woman in green lowered her eyes and carefully put away the water bag, as if holding a precious treasure: "I'm really not thirsty. When the young lady wants to drink, just tell me."
Yue Chunyun's eyes flashed slightly, and the look in the eyes of the woman in green was a little more sincere.
"You are a good person. I have treated you with higher regard than the best. If you can survive today's crisis, after we return to Yue's house, I will ask my father to give you a monthly salary increase. You will be treated as a first-class maid. I’ll give you the moon silver.”
The woman in green had her head lowered, and no one could clearly see the emotion in her eyes. Her voice was very low, as if she was trembling with excitement: "Thank you, Miss."
At that time, her fingers hidden in her wide sleeves were tightened, and her fingertips pierced the delicate skin of her palms. Her joints turned blue and white.