The wind howls and the smoke fills the air, and the towering cliffs are daunting, let alone climbing.

At this time, the highest cliff is no longer lonely, but full of people.

And the people were not all in a group, but stood in three places, and one of them stood on the edge of the cliff, and there were three men, all with different wounds, panting, and exhausted.

Only the middle one looked different, although his face was pale from excessive bleeding, but looking at his clothes, although they were stained with blood, it could be seen from the clean corners and the aura emanating from his body that he was not an ordinary person.

Although his expression was painful, one hand was covering his chest, but his body was still straight, but his cold, blood-red eyes stared straight at the woman in front of him.

The cold wind blew across the woman's face, brushing the woman's silky hair, and the hair blew on the face, hiding the woman's tears falling with the cold wind.

The breeze stopped, leaving only the red eyes, the thin shoulders and the trembling white lips.

And the group of people behind the woman, led by gorgeously dressed and handsome, also stared straight at the woman in front of them now.

Looking at the swaying woman who could be blown away by the wind at any time, there was pity in her eyes, but the pity flashed, leaving only a smile of successful conspiracy and the ruthlessness that burst out.

Behind the man in fancy clothes was standing a group of soldiers, all holding bows and arrows in their hands, with solemn expressions, staring at the injured three people in front of him, as long as the man in fancy clothes gave an order, he could shoot the three people who had been cornered into hedgehogs.

At this time, the man in gorgeous clothes spoke, "Rumeng, come here, have you forgotten the lives of 245 people in your Yan family, and have you forgotten that the man in front of you has destroyed your Yan family?" Come on, come here, okay? There was caution in his voice, as if as soon as he went too far, the woman called Rumeng would completely collapse.

As soon as the woman in front of her heard the words of the gorgeous dress, she immediately covered her ears, her expression became painful, and her tears fell one by one, and she closed her eyes and shouted: "Don't say it, please don't say it!" ”

His hands were clutching the placket of his chest, in pain, and he was on the verge of collapse.

A person standing on the edge of the cliff retorted: "Miss Rumeng, it was he who lied, it was Gongsun Jin who lied, you have to believe my prince, the prince did not kill anyone in your Yan family at all." ”

"Yes, Miss Rumeng, do you know that the prince of my family has paid ...... for you" Before he could finish the next words, he was interrupted by a weak but still majestic word.

"Zhao An, shut up!" The one who spoke was the one who was lifted.

I saw that the man lowered his face at the moment, not knowing what he was thinking, and after a moment, he raised his face, with determination and pain on his face, and his eyes burned to look at the weak little woman standing in front of him who was also in pain, as if he wanted to finish this life.

The man clutched his chest, broke away from the two hands that were holding him, took a step forward and said, "Little girl! Whether you believe me or not, but I admit that I have a great responsibility to get to this point, cough cough cough! ”

The violent cough made the man unable to speak smoothly, and his hands could only grasp his chest weakly, preventing the blood from continuing to spill out, and when he looked up again, his face was even paler.

"Little girl, I know that you are listening to me, you said that I lied to you, I did deceive you, but at the same time, I also lied to my heart, since you think that only I die can resolve your hatred for me, then now, I will give you this cruel life, okay?" With that, the man handed the sword in his hand to Yan Rumeng.

Yan Rumeng looked at the sword, and felt chaos in his mind, but his hand trembled unconsciously and raised it, slowly, slowly approaching the sword.

But when he was about to grasp the hilt of the sword, his hand was lowered again, and at the same time, the tears in his eyes also "brushed" out, and he looked up at the man standing in front of him, "Jing'an, I, no, I don't want you to die, I love you, I love you so much, but you, my whole family is dead, I can't get by, I can't get by!" Jing'an! ”

In the end, I still don't trust him, thinking that he killed her family, but little girl, why don't you give me more time?

The man's face was full of pathos and despair!

The feet unconsciously took two steps back, and one person stood alone.

He also muttered in his mouth: "In the end, it's still extravagant, it's still extravagant!" Then he laughed.

"Little girl, little girl, you still blame me, today in Wangyun Peak, I will give you back this life, okay?" As he spoke, he took another step out, and his body trembled.

The two people who followed the man sensed his intentions and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, "Lord Wang, don't!" ”

"Don't come here!" The man reached out and stopped the two men who wanted to step forward.

Then the man raised his head and smiled: "Little girl, okay?" "The smile is sad.

Yan Rumeng looked at the man who was only one step away from the cliff, and was scared in his heart, "Jing'an, Jing'an, don't, you don't, are you okay to come back, okay?" I didn't want that, and I didn't expect it. As he spoke, he approached the man as he stepped closer.

"Like a dream, you can see clearly, this is Zhao Jing'an, Zhao Jing'an." The man in the Chinese costume looked at Yan Rumeng and walked forward cautiously, hurriedly stopped it, and shouted.

Yan Rumeng's body trembled, and he turned to look at the man in fancy clothes, "Don't care about it, don't care about it, it's all you, you also lied to me, it's all you who hurt Jing'an like this, it's all you, I only have Jing'an, only Jing'an, I don't allow him to die, no!" The expression is resolute, pathetic but powerless.

The man in the fancy costume listened to the smoke like a dream, and a fire in his heart burned in an instant.

The hand behind his back pointed to the head, his face gloomy but with a hint of a smile.

Yan Rumeng moved step by step, and his hand stretched forward, just wanting to hold the man's hand, with tears in the corners of his eyes: "Jing'an, Jing'an!" ”

The man named Jing'an, who was originally standing on the edge of the cliff, panted, hunched his waist, and looked at the woman who was getting closer and closer to him, with a trace of sweetness in his heart.

It turns out that she still cares about him, and she still cares about him.

If he had done it wrong before, now everything is something he has to bear.

He was willing!

Looking at the sharp arrow that was shooting at him, he didn't dodge, closed his eyes, and raised the corners of his mouth.

With a "poof", the sound of arrows entering the flesh and bones, the man's body also leaned back, and finally fell down on his back.

Yan Rumeng, who originally stretched out his hand and was about to pull the man's hand, his eyes widened, looking at the empty cliff in front of him, and he quickly jumped to the edge of the cliff and looked down.

Looking at the man who was smiling farther and farther away at her, his hands were stretched out, and his eyes were split, "Jing'an!" Don't, you're back! ”