Seeing the horse rushing straight for the cliff on the edge of the bend with lightning speed, the coachman almost lost half his life, and the hand holding the reins gradually relaxed, as if he were placed in a cold deep stream, and the bitter and biting chill hit him, so that he had no room for reaction.

Yuan Shi behind him finally climbed out of the fall, when he lifted the curtain and saw the gradually approaching cliff, he could almost feel the cold and circling mountain wind under the cliff, Yuan's pupils shrank suddenly, his eyes were full of fear and confusion that he had never felt before, and he almost exclaimed with all his strength.

In the daze, the whistling wind galloped past their ears, and at this moment, Yuan and the coachman suddenly heard the distant chariots and horses that were thrown behind them gradually approaching, and the panicked and frantic calls of Wei and his entourage resounded almost throughout the valley.

And in the next moment, the tall horse in front of him suddenly raised his front hooves and jumped suddenly, at the moment when the coachman and Yuan's faces turned pale, the whole carriage also flew off the ground suddenly, at this moment Yuan was almost stunned, suddenly, a cold tear fell from his cheeks, and his pale and blood-colored lips were slightly frightened, Yuan noticed that his body was also thrown into the air and suddenly rose up, almost crazy stumble, so that every part of her body was torn in pain, she faintly felt a colder howling cold wind, and her current situation has already become an endless abyss out of the lane……

I only heard the heart-wrenching call of Wei and Jinshu behind him, and then with a cold and huge "bang-" sound, in the vast mountain wind, Yuan's carriage went straight down the cliff, crashed down, and turned a few times in the steep slope of the mountain and stone woods, the force was so great that even the wheels were knocked out of the distance, and then shattered, and the body did not stop at all and still fell deeply.

Before the carriage could stop, the frightened and almost crazy Wei leaned on the door frame of the car, leaned over and jumped down, with a crisp sound of muscles and bones, Wei's suppressed pain sounded, his face was pale, and his forehead was soaked with large beads of sweat.

"Master, Master—"

At this moment, Wei was really scared, she never thought that Fang Cai was still standing in front of her vividly, and Yuan, who was considerate to her, disappeared in front of her in such a sudden and tragic way at this moment.

Enduring the heart-rending pain of his ankle bone, Wei gritted his teeth and got up, walking towards the edge of Yuan's carriage and horse falling with embarrassed steps, at this time every step under his feet was like stepping on a sharp and cold blade, blood overflowing.

Wei's face was pale, she had long lost her color, and her lips trembled, and she muttered to herself, "No, no-"

As he spoke, his feet suddenly tripped over a stone hidden under the fallen leaves, and he felt a heart-piercing pain coming from his ankle again, more and more intense.

The girl behind her finally came up anxiously and tremblingly, and hurriedly wanted to help Wei up, suddenly, it seemed that someone ran past her, when she heard Jinshu and a few other girls kneeling on the cliff not far away desperately and collapsed crying, Wei's body stiffened suddenly, and immediately looked up at that side.

"Madame—"

Under the exclamation of the girls, Wei suddenly shook off the hands of everyone who were supporting her like crazy, endured the pain in her ankles, and almost stumbled towards that place on her knees, as the howling mountain wind became more and more violent, almost blowing her clothes violently, and the palms of her palms were ruthlessly cut by the stones, and the blood that had been cut was dripping, and the painful nerves were numb.

Wei Shi as if he did not notice, step by step kneeling away, just when he was near, only to see her body slightly stiff, scared to stop, in the brocade kneeling there, with his forehead to the ground, in the pain of crying, Wei finally moved his knees, when she slowly crawled over, her hands trembled and weakly propped up on the edge of the cliff, with the ear "woo-" like the sound of the howling wind, Wei saw that in the dense and cold mountain forest, Yuan's carriage had already been smashed to pieces, without its original appearance.

There was silence under the cliff, and there were faint sounds of a few low and strange birds, as if the thrilling and tragic scene had never happened, but Yuan and the coachman had long since disappeared.

"Master, Master—"

Wei's eyes were glazed and he muttered towards the valley like a puppet, but there seemed to be no response except for the cold wind.

The next moment, Wei's expression finally gradually relaxed, and on the cliff where the silence was like a cold pool, Wei leaned forward like a madman, clasped his hands tightly in the soil full of stones, and almost used all his strength to cry down the cliff: "Master-"

The servant who was originally thrown away was worried that Wei would fall down if he missed, so he hurriedly pulled his leg forward and grabbed Wei's body.

Wei's faint echo hovered between the cliffs for a long time, as if swirling in the clouds and mist, but it dissipated little by little, and Wei's whole person was paralyzed on the ground as if he had been drained of his soul, his face was stained with dirt and tears, and his hair was loose, like a madwoman, he was stunned, and he curled up there in despair and fear, his body trembling slightly, almost suppressing his voice and crying.

And no one knew that at this moment, she was already sobbing with guilt countless times in her heart.

I'm sorry, my wife, I'm sorry.

I don't want to, I really don't want to.

The next moment, Wei's blood-drenched and mud-stained hands covered his face tightly, and tears slipped faintly through his fingers, gradually printing mottled smudges, and falling little by little on the ground covered with fallen leaves.

"Tick-tick-tick-"

But everything seems to be late.

At this moment, the sunlight seemed to gradually become dim and cold, obscured by layers of floating clouds, and one after another strange and cold jackdaw cries gradually became far and near, adding a bit of chill to the desolate atmosphere around the body.

Gradually, Wei's body rose little by little, and then he slowly raised his head, his face was terrible and pale with tears, and he said colder than the other: "Quick, go to the city to report the news, and go and invite Lord Shangshu to come!"

Webster's shrill exclamation and distorted voice made the girls who were crying so much that they couldn't help themselves raise their heads suddenly, as if they remembered something, and the last trace of life suddenly appeared on their miserable and gray faces, as if they were walking in the desert and suddenly saw the dying people in the oasis, when even if someone rolled and crawled, they turned to run towards the carriage and horses behind them.

Hearing the sound of the carriage approaching and driving away, Wei Shi stared blankly at the steep and cold cliff below, and could only secretly pray in his heart, secretly praying that there was still one last trace of miracle to happen.

Secretly praying, her hands were not completely stained with Yuan's bright red blood.

In the cold wind, the embarrassed and scattered hair on the sideburns rubbed his cheeks back slightly, itchy, Wei knelt there, like a puppet, motionless, as if in a ......