The wind blew, and the suspension bridge swayed in mid-air.

It was the middle of the night, and I only felt that the bottom was as dark as a bottomless deep pool, and there were fierce dragon monsters lurking in the pool. At this time, I saw it clearly, and my heart was even more creepy, no wonder for so many years, the emperors of the later generations did not come to attack.

The abyss was a hundred feet wide, not as deep as the Emerald Valley, but there were turbulent rapids roaring underneath, dense forests on both sides, and pythons raising their heads on the branches of the trees to meet Yu Yan. From time to time, fierce beasts can be seen pounced out of the forest, biting weak animals, and the sound of weak and wailing makes people feel pity.

As long as the bridge is broken and falls under this cliff, even if it is not swept away by the torrent, it is not easy to get up from the mountain, it is really a matter that is easy to lose the wife and the army, and it is far less simple than collecting some taxes and silver every year.

"Princess, what about the king?" Several guards hurried from the suspension bridge.

Yu Yan pointed to the inside of the village, she didn't want to take care of the rest of the things, let Yu Lixiao deal with it herself, she came here to ask for Yaoda.

"October, gone."

She dusted off her sleeves, gathered her hair, and strode to the suspension bridge.

The mountain wind came through the valley, shaking the iron-locked suspension bridge, and people walked on it, and their feet were a little impetuous. When she came over, she had Yu Lixiao's hot palms holding each other, and now she held her right hand in her left hand, and she gave herself courage, and she didn't dare to look down.

"Princess, wait for the king." The guard strode after her, whispering to her.

"It's too noisy, I'll go find a quiet place to sit opposite, I've got October, you go help him, he's alone in there." Yu Yan shook her head and pointed to the green mountains opposite.

The guards hesitated, not daring to decide.

"October is mighty and fierce, and the jackals dare not approach, let alone the wicked." Yu Yan smiled and hurried to keep up with October.

It enters the mountains and forests, as if returning home, running happily, but the distance will turn back again, and when Yuyan approaches, it will rush out again, back and forth, and never get tired of it.

Yu Yan likes the wild of October, likes the madness of October, likes the pride of October, it is a white light in the world, and the filth of the mortal dust cannot stain its snow white. She also envies such an October, which can run in the world like an unrestrained wind.

The wind was howling and the suspension bridge shook violently, Yu Yan hurriedly grabbed the chain, stabilized her body, and strode forward. The bridge shook more and more, his steps became more and more unsteady, and his hair was swept by the wind, covering his eyes. She heard someone shouting her name, and the moment she turned her head to look, the suspension bridge broke!

The chains were like dragons with broken tails in the air, and the planks cracked one by one with a terrifying scream. Yu Yan was thrown off violently, she tried her best to grasp the chain, and her palm hurt like fire. She saw October rushing towards her, and she almost couldn't stop and rushed down the cliff. Sharp claws slashed at the plank, making a deafening roar.

Her ears were filled with the sound of the wind, and she didn't dare to look down, nor could she climb up, and even couldn't hold on to the chains, so she slid down little by little.

In a moment of despair, a long whip fell from the sky, wrapped around her arm, and carried her up.

Yu Yan raised her eyes, several huge kites were soaring in the sky, and the person who wrapped her with a whip was Mo Wenli!

"Ask to leave!" She was overjoyed.

"Hold on." Mo asked to leave the voice back to her.

Yu Yan immediately grabbed the whip and slowly shook the kite to the opposite mountain forest.

The kite string was caught by the branches, and Mo Wenli was also stuck between the branches.

As soon as her hand was weak, Yu Yan fell to the ground, and her whole person felt as if she had died once, and she didn't even have the strength to breathe, nor did she have the strength to rub her farts that were hurt by the stones. She spread her limbs, looked at the blue sky with her back and looked at the blue sky, and calmed down for a while before turning her head to look at Mo Wenli. He was still tugging at the kite string wrapped around his body, and his face was twisted.

"Aren't you coming down?" She lifted her eyelids weakly and slowly closed them.

"I'm entangled, come and explain it to me." Mo Wenli yelled angrily.

"You hang up for a while, I don't have the strength." Yu Yan didn't want to open her eyes.

"A girl with no conscience." Mo Wenli scolded her, but his tone was as gentle as spring.

The corners of Yu Yan's mouth curled slightly, and she whispered, "You save me again." ”

The branches and leaves rustled, and he was silent.

Yu Yan took a deep breath and turned her head to look at him again. What can be seen is a strangely shaped sword sticking out of the branches, and a man wearing an iron hood, revealing only a pair of jet-black eyes, glowing with fanatical pupils.

"Don't ask to leave." She sat up slowly, stepping back little by little.

The man's head tilted and he looked up at the tree.

Mo Wenli had just untied the thread on his right leg and was dismantling the mechanism on his waist, his glass eyes lowered lightly, and he met the man's gaze.

The wind in the forest was fierce, and the killer suddenly raised the strange sword and stabbed at Mo Wenli. Mo Wenli's face was stern and handsome, and with a hard twist of his hands, the branch that was stuck in him broke, his body sank, the killer's sword grazed his shoulder, and the serrated teeth of the sword blade cut through his robe.

The Assassin's martial prowess was terrifyingly high, and although the sword did not hurt Mo Wenli, it directly cut off the thick branches of the tree behind him. slapped his palm on the tree, turned around like lightning, and stabbed Mo Wenli's eyebrows.

Mo Wenli dodged sideways, turned his palm into a knife, and slashed at the man's wrist.

The palm falls, and the bones ring.

However, it was Mo Wenli's bone ring.

His face changed, and he leaped back a few steps, raising his hand in amazement. If someone is slapped by him, his bones will continue to crack! But this man was not only fine, but made his palms and bones ache