There are three in each of the four directions, and I was pulled up by Song Yuan, and the fifth brother was surrounded by four killers, and he was not happy at all. Looking at it this way, there are eight killers on Song Yuan and my side.

This division is still very fair.

I have always known that the fifth brother's kung fu is not high, but he has an excellent soft sword wrapped around his waist, and he pulled out the soft sword with a few false sword moves that can block the black-clothed killer closely, although it seems to have some momentum, but according to my understanding of the fifth brother, he can't hold a few moves.

I was pulled by Song Yuan to hide left and right, but I could still be distracted to observe the situation on the fifth brother's side, the arm that Song Yuan pulled was painful, but I couldn't snort, in this kind of life-and-death battle, I could only try to cooperate with Song Yuan's pace and not bring him trouble.

But for some reason, I had a hunch that our lives would not be in danger.

Sure enough, I don't know whether to say that I have the aura of the heroine or that Song Yuan is prescient. On the path on the hill opposite us, a head slowly popped up, and then a flash of surprise immediately threw itself into battle.

With Xiao Jiu's help, the fifth brother is obviously a lot easier. While the two of them were fighting, they moved the battlefield to the side of me and Song Yuan, so that there was no distribution, and it became a melee again.

The current situation has become that there are five pestering Xiao Jiu and Fifth Brother, and Song Yuan is concentrating on dealing with the two killers in front of him. A few others were knocked down and quickly got up.

The killer's target was obviously Song Yuan. After we changed the situation, the black-clothed killer was in a hurry, no longer caring about anything else, and directly made a killing move.

Xiao Jiu and Fifth Brother could only use all their strength, and at this time, Song Yuan suddenly grabbed me and began to run towards the mountain. I only felt like I was stepping on the wind under my feet, and he was pulling me to say that I was running, but it seemed to be borrowing his strength. This is light work, but there are some differences from the time when the fifth brother carried me up the tree.

But what is wrong with me, for a layman, is really a little incomprehensible. But this will not stop the killer from chasing after him, and gradually, Song Yuan is also a little struggling.

At this time, we had been forced to the edge of a cliff, thanks to Song Yuan's fast braking. I watched as the rubble rolled down and disappeared. A flurry of heart palpitations. This palpitation. I was a little scared again.

Song Yuan looked at the black-clothed killer behind him who was getting closer and closer to us, and suddenly stared at me and laughed, I was stunned by his laughter, and my heart was anxious and angry. When is this all about? He could still laugh.

He asked, "Are you afraid?" ”

I stared at the black-clad killer who was getting closer and closer. "What are you afraid of?" ”

"Are you afraid to jump down with me?"

Jump from here.

Across the cliff is another mountain range, with a bottomless crack in the middle and the occasional flocculent float. I don't know if it's fog or clouds. If you jump like this, you'll probably die.

Song Yuan saw me hesitating, so he sighed and said, "I don't want to pull you to danger, but their target is me, and you are being pulled by me, if it is in their hands, it will never be easy." So, would you like to jump down with me? ”

Do you want it, it seems to be a wedding vow, but now, we are not going to a wedding, but a funeral.

I used to imagine myself when I died, and in modern times I could have been pulled out of the rubble and thrown into a funeral home for cremation. But I am now a princess, and there is a mausoleum after death, and I am afraid that I will not be able to find the corpse capital by jumping off this cliff.

But what if we are saved? What if there is a miracle or an adventure? I'm willing to fight with him for this 1 in 1,000 probability.

I only thought about a few breaths, and then looked at Song Yuan when I was no longer afraid, but smiled with a hint of calculation.

"Song Yuan, we are all going to live and die together, so are you willing to answer the question I asked you for the first time."

Song Yuan reached out and put his arm around my waist, smiled and then jumped, not only the sound of wind hunting but also his trademark laughing voice.

"What's the problem."

He held me in his arms, and he could still maintain his calm and demeanor in the case of weightlessness and falling, I was afraid to die, and hugged Song Yuan tightly, I had no ability to think, I could only listen to the call of gravity, but my breath was against Song Yuan's chest, and between my nose was the rosin fragrance that was calming.

The fall that should have been long stopped quickly, and when I fell to the ground, I heard a soft snort in Song Yuan's chest, and my mouth and ears were numb from the shock, and my whole body seemed to be falling apart. Although there was no lake or sea at the bottom of the cliff as I had predicted, it was clear that we had a miracle and we survived on a cliff platform along the way.

It took me a long time to regain my thoughts, and there were slightly hard muscles under my head, and I rolled over and exclaimed, the old wound on my arm had recurred. I felt an itch on my face, and I reached out to touch it again, and my curled fingertips were covered with blood, but the stinging pain on my face was only the size of a fingernail, so it was obviously not my blood.

I looked to the side.

Song Yuan was lying on his back on the ground, his face was as white as before, but it made me see a little cold, which is the blue face that only injured people can appear. I hurriedly walked a few steps to Song Yuan's side, raising my hands but not daring to touch him.

Song Yuan was originally an eight-foot-long man, but he was lying on the ground lifeless at this time, and even the corners of his mouth that had been curled even if he was injured on weekdays had been lowered at this time, like a broken Buddha.

I don't know how many wounds he had, but I did know how the bloody wound on his hand was an inch long on the side of my hand.

In the process of falling, I couldn't speak or see Song Yuan's face, but I could feel his movements. Just after jumping off half a pillar of incense, the posture that I was in Song Yuan changed to me going up and down. I lay firmly on Song Yuan's chest, the whole person was persuaded by his arms, and his ears and face were protected by his big hands, so when I fell, he blocked all external dangers for me, including the heavy blow when I landed.

There were dead trees overhead, and the edge of the cliff was no longer visible, and on the other side was the lush trees of the mountain range on the other side, and I gently put my hand under Song Yuan's snort. I only felt it for a moment and fell to the ground, and I didn't feel any pain when it touched my arm.

Song Yuan was breathless.

He hasn't answered my question yet, how can he die, how can he be.

Could it be that I was born with evil, and I can't die myself, but I want to implicate others. Oh my God, you have taken me to another world and be alone, is it possible that you will break my last thoughts, you are so cruel, can't you see me better?

I was so sad that I fell into a stupor, and all I could do was blink my eyes, and the mist that ran out of my sockets obscured my vision and then rolled down to the ground and splashed dust. (To be continued......)