Tao Zhimo's whole body fell to the edge of the cliff! her figure would not be mistaken, even if it was just a glimpse.

Tao Zhimo was happy and afraid for a while, happy that he didn't fall, and what he was afraid of was that Nangong Ci at this time was clinging to the cliff with only one hand!

Nangong Ci endured the pain of his internal organs, and finally climbed the stone wall with his other hand, but this stone wall showed signs of loosening, and there was no point under his feet to focus on, so he could only try to keep the whole person still and hang in the air.

"Ah Ci!" Tao Zhimo shouted in despair, suddenly realized the rope in her hand, and when she was about to throw it down, she suddenly felt that the rope in her hand was being pulled by someone, and she was also pulled over.

"What a daze!" Alfalfa pulled the rope in her hand, and immediately cut her hand out a bloody mark, "Save Ananda!"

"No," Tao Zhimo hurriedly grabbed the rope tightly, not feeling any pain, and said in a trembling voice, "Ah Ci...... Ah Ci has fallen!"

"Then," Alfalfa paused for a moment, "I'm going to save Ananda!" he said and snatched it back.

The two of them were arguing with the rope like a tug-of-war, Alfalfa was anxious, and pushed Tao Zhimo hard, "Tao Zhimo, how can you be so conscienceless! Ananda is not here to save you!" Tao Zhimo fell to the ground, and Alfalfa hurriedly grabbed the rope and ran.

"Ah Ci!" Tao Zhimo hurriedly followed, but Alfalfa had already thrown the rope down without hesitation. At this moment, the trunk that was not so thick snapped in half, and the whole person of Ji Mo Nan swayed and fell down, seeing that the trunk was about to break, Ji Mo Nan immediately made a decision, and pressed the trunk hard to pounce on the rope with his strength, and his people also followed the swaying of the rope and hit the wall hard!

Alfalfa was dragged hard by the sudden downward weight, and as she saw that the person was about to be dragged down, she crashed into a protruding stone on the edge of the cliff, and the sharp edge of the stone suddenly scraped a large hole in her chest, and blood flowed all over her chest. She didn't feel any pain at all, gritted her teeth and grabbed the rope in her hand fiercely, but the rope in her hand was still falling slowly, even if she had grabbed her hands to the point of blurring flesh and blood.

"Tao Weaving Mo......" Alfalfa gritted her teeth and said with difficulty, "you...... Come on......"

Tao Zhimo was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly jumped down and grabbed the rope with her, and the two of them slowly pulled Jimo up with great difficulty. Tao Zhimo was in tears, her eyes were full of tears, and when she fell down, she quickly gathered, and her eyes were blurry, and she couldn't see anything clearly. She only knew that she wanted this rope, this rope that could save Nangong Ci's life! She didn't know what she was doing at all, she only knew how to work hard! When she was exhausted at the end, she couldn't even tell whether what she was pulling under the rope was Jimo Nan or Nangong Ci.

Nangong Ci hung on the edge of the cliff, and the wind blew his robe, bringing bursts of emptiness and coolness. He calmly looked at Jimo Nan not far away, and with this rising speed, he knew that there must be two people pulling him. At this moment, he was so envious that he was almost jealous that there were such two women who did not hesitate to risk their lives to save him.

He turned his face away with a sad look, the stone wall loosened a little, he heard the sound of the gradual separation with this stone wall from the depths of the cliff, there was no foothold around, he had no internal strength, he could not go up no matter how with his own strength.

As soon as Ji Mo Nan climbed to the top of the cliff, before he could sit down, Alfalfa immediately pounced on him, hugged him tightly, and cried loudly. She was afraid, the moment the branch broke, she felt that her heartbeat had stopped at that moment, she had never been so scared in her life, not even when her mother died.

Ji Mo Nan was thrown to the ground by her all of a sudden, and seeing that she was crying so much, he could only pat her back gently.

Tao Zhimo's tears fell, and she finally saw the two people hugging each other tightly in front of her, she immediately got up and grabbed the rope and threw herself towards Nangong Ci like crazy. Before she arrived, she threw the rope in her hand with all her might, but at the moment she heard the sound of the stone peeling rapidly, and she suddenly stopped on the edge of the cliff. She clutched the rope in her hand with blood on her hands, and she expected it to be dragged down with her!

But no, the end of the rope was empty, and she quickly stepped forward and saw a figure falling rapidly. The figure fell into the abyss with a huge stone wall, and disappeared into the clouds, without even shouting.

Tao Weaving Mo stood on the edge of the cliff in a daze. At this moment, she seemed to have lost everything, the whole world seemed to suddenly darken, she lost all the sunshine, and at this moment she decayed, completely scattered.

"Ah Ci ......," she murmured, taking a light step into the air.

"Hurry up!" Ji Mo Nan hurriedly pushed away the alfalfa on his body, and ran towards Tao Zhimo in a hurry, he saw Tao Zhimo's whole person falling, he swooped over and hugged Tao Zhimo's body, and finally pulled her back.

Tao Zhimo pushed him at a loss in Jimo's arms, staring at the abyss where Nangong Ci fell with lost eyes. As if she was being held tightly by something, she was about to fall heavily. But Ji Mo Nan tightly clamped her body, Tao Zhimo felt as if she was trapped in a sealed suffocating space, out of breath, she suddenly struggled like crazy, the whole person cried and shouted, scratched and scratched, kicked and hit Ji Mo Nan, and roared madly: "You let go of me! You let go of me! I want to quit! I want to quit!"

"Weaving foam!" the exhausted Jimo couldn't bear the pain, hugged her tightly, and didn't dare to let go no matter how hard she hit.

"Ah Ci, he fell, he fell!" Tao Zhimo cried hoarsely, and his face was full of tears. She gripped him tightly with both hands, rubbing his shoulders with blood.

"I know!" Ji Mo Nan hurriedly comforted, "Wang Ye Ji is a celestial person, and he will definitely be able to turn evil into good fortune!"

"But he fell......" Tao Zhimo cried fiercely.

"I know, I know. Ji Mo Nan hugged her, touched her head with trembling hands, and comforted her, "He will definitely be fine." ”

"He's falling!ah!" Tao Zhimo cried heartbreakingly, hugged Ananda tightly, buried his whole face in his arms, and shouted in a hoarse voice, "I didn't save him, I didn't save him!"

"I know, you saved me......" Ji Mo touched her head again and again, "Let's go to the bottom of the cliff to find him...... He'll be fine. He himself did not believe these words, but ...... I had to fool her.

Tao Zhimo was buried in his arms, and he cried bitterly.

Alfalfa watched from the sidelines, and tears also fell straight away, and the tears fell on the wound on her chest, as if seeping into her heart, and it hurt very much.

"I saved your ...... too," she murmured. She saw that Jimo couldn't take off her coat and tightly wrapped Tao Weavingmo's □□ body, she lowered her head and pulled the tattered clothes on her chest, her chest was cut by a stone and a wound more than a finger wide, the flesh and blood turned outward, and there was a lot of mud and sand, a piece of turbidity. She hadn't felt pain before, but now she felt so much pain that she couldn't breathe.

Her gaze moved away from the two on the edge of the cliff and fell on the initiator.

Safflower Yaksha stood behind Tao Lingyu, who was sitting in a wheelchair, and in front of them stood a middle-aged man with a somewhat thin figure, Alfalfa knew that this was Tao Youxiang. Tao Youxiang is about 40 years old this year, with an old-fashioned and elegant face, giving people a kind of pure and indifferent demeanor. Behind Tao Youxiang, there stood Mrs. Tao, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes and had a cold face.

Safflower Yaksha took off the mask on Tao Lingyu's face, Tao Lingyu's face was full of tears, his tears had already wet his clothes, and a pair of melancholy eyes were red and swollen with tears, but they were silent.

"Yu'er, why are you doing this. Tao Youxiang looked at her, and his always cold face was a little compromised, "Let the rain go." ”

Safflower Yaksha looked up to the sky and laughed, but suddenly stretched out his finger and poked his chest fiercely, "Back then, your arrow hurt me so much, do you know?"

Tao Youxiang stood with his hands in his hands, maintaining his calm demeanor in the court in the past, and said indifferently: "Each is his master, and I was forced to do it back then." ”

"What about our children?" "When I was pregnant with him, you promised me that you would take good care of him, but now!"

Tao Youxiang was silent, and a little forbearance of shame appeared on his face.

"Isn't he your child?" Mrs. Tao, who was standing behind Tao Youxiang, stepped forward and said coldly.

The Red Flower Yaksha laughed, as if listening to a big joke, the originally sad face instantly brightened, and the dim eyes seemed to be dyed with brilliance, "Do you know who he is?" Her pretty hands slowly came around Tao Lingyu's ears like two cold snakes, holding his face in front of them like a treasure, and calling softly, "Tao Lingyu." ”

Mrs. Tao smiled disdainfully, her expression disdainful.

"You know what?" "Safflower Yaksha gently rested her delicate chin against Tao Lingyu's head, "I swapped them when they were born. ”

As soon as these words came out, Mrs. Tao's face turned pale in an instant, and then her chest rose and fell uncontrollably.

Safflower Yaksha was very satisfied with her reaction, smiling, gently rubbing Tao Lingyu's handsome face, "On the night of his full moon, I shaped his face. Do you know? We in Loulan have a secret technique to shape the face of a young child, break his face bones little by little, and reshape them, so that when he grows up, he can become what you want. You don't know how much it hurts when you shape your face, but when I clicked on his dumb, he just lay there and cried, but he couldn't cry at all, just like today. After changing this face, my hands are full of his tears, just like now. Safflower Yaksha said, wiping his face lightly, and she looked at her wet hands, as if she were holding precious tears that were about to overflow.