Li Lang rushed to the northern suburbs again, looked at the bottomless cliff, sighed leisurely in his heart, jumped over, and a smart figure disappeared.

And Murong Qingxue didn't know what was going on outside, because, when she woke up, she found herself in a very strange place. Black, except that black is still black.

What kind of place is this, why can't she see anything, only the sound of water, it seems to be like a valley, but why there is such a dark valley, she doesn't understand, and there is some fear in her heart.

"Anyone, please?" she began to shout at the top of her voice, trying to get someone to give her an answer. Of course, there was no response.

Her heart became cold, and she slowly struggled to get up, but she couldn't move. She felt that her legs didn't have any intuition, she couldn't stand up at all, and she had a bad premonition in her heart, could it be that she was not good at doing it?

Murong Qingxue wanted to die, and once she was reborn, her revenge was not avenged, but she went to a dark place, and she couldn't even walk. She suddenly felt a kind of despair, a kind of despair from the bottom of her heart, helpless to the extreme.

At this time, the pain all over her body suddenly hit together, coupled with the headache, she was about to lose it. She couldn't see her appearance, but she believed that it must be extremely ugly, and she couldn't help but smile bitterly.

At this time, if Yun Rui was by his side, even if she died at this time, she would be willing, but now, does he know that she is here? A teardrop slipped down silently.

It hurts so much, Murong Qingxue can't stand it anymore, she holds her head in both hands, and the pain seems to be able to drill into her brain and want to devour her.

She fell to the ground, her hands still intuitive, and she fumbled for a support that would allow her to stand up. No, it should be sitting up.

Her hand groped in the darkness and came across a hard object, which she imagined to look like, it should be a stone.

Well, it's better to die than to live in such darkness. It's just that thinking of Murong Qingyi's behavior before she fell off the cliff, hatred still appeared on her face. In her past and present lives, Murong Qingyi had a deep hatred with her. But what if the hatred is as deep as the sea, and now that it is difficult to protect itself, how can you endure her?

With a sad smile, Murong Qingxue cried and laughed.

"Yun Rui, you have to be good, we'll see you in the next life!" she said softly, and she slammed into the hard object.

It's scary to be alive, and to die is like a relief. Murong Qingxue no longer had any thoughts in her heart, she was just bent on dying, she had a peaceful smile on her face and closed her eyes.

It's just that, except for her own headache and body pain, she didn't feel any more painful, on the contrary, it was as if she had bumped into something soft. This thing is still a little warm.

Her heart was filled with doubts and she opened her eyes. Of course, there was nothing but darkness around, and she could only guess.

Slowly stretched out her hand and tentatively touched the "thing" she bumped into, warm, this is her deepest feeling. This "thing" didn't seem to be as simple as a stone, she then touched it upwards, and suddenly retracted her hand suddenly, trying to move back, but she couldn't use her strength, and finally fell down again, and naturally, she was held by that "thing".

It was a person, a person who made her feel very warm.

The two sides were deadlocked, no one spoke, and the man just held her steadily.

Murong Qingxue suddenly had tears in her eyes, and she asked carefully, "Yun Rui, is it you?"

There was no reply.

"Could it be Brother Lang?" Murong Qingxue asked softly again. In her heart, only Dongfang Yunrui and Li Lang can make her feel warm.

However, feeling that person's doubts, Murong Qingxue's heart sank again. Yes, he felt like them, but the breath wasn't.

So, who is he? Murong Qingxue's heart chuckled again, and she quickly broke away from that person's support. (To be continued.) )