The dark night is eerie and chilling.

The mournful chirping of birds slowly departed with the sound of shouting footsteps.

Beside the towering cliff bank, the crimson blood stains were clearly visible under the reflection of the bright moon, and the chaotic picture was a mess, but it did not attract the distant stars.

Beside the dark cliff, the knife is as dangerous as a knife, and under the cover of shadows, there is a thing the size of a broken sack hanging in a straight line, without a sound, and without the slightest trace, it quietly disappears into the darkness.

"Poof!"

The soft sound of a fall came a long time later, and the soot and withered leaves scattered wantonly, and the broken sack was still blocked by a pine at the fault of the cliff bank.

The hard pine grew out of the cracks in the stones, and because of the passage of time, it grew thick and strong, and the dense foliage of the open branches, coupled with the thick leaves deposited over the long period, became a natural bed, just enough to drag the figure that fell from the sky.

Even so, the falling figure showed no sign of waking up, he lay quietly on the thick branches, the crimson blood spilled madly from the corners of his mouth, flowing all over the branches and leaves, his closed eyes remained motionless, and he was completely abandoned there as if he were dead.

Time passed quickly in minute by minute, the bright moon in the sky seemed to be kicked by someone, and in the blink of an eye, it fell to the west, the east fish belly was white, and a wisp of green sun was rising, sprinkled on this lonely pine through the gap in the mountain forest.

With the help of the brilliance of Qingyang, a pale face was completely exposed to Lang Lang.

This is a slightly immature face, even if it is covered with dark skin, it can still make people see his age at a glance, a young man who is only eleven or twelve years old, at this time he still has his eyes closed, and his dark face looks as white as paper due to excessive blood loss.

With a pair of rich brush eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and thick lips, judging from this appearance alone, the young man must be an introverted person.

He was dressed in a black linen robe, but because of his previous escape, he was also cut by the rocks along the way, and it is not difficult to see from his sturdy body that the boy has experienced a lot of tempering since he was a child, otherwise it would be impossible to have such a strong body at this age.

Maybe he was really too tired, but the young man actually escaped a trace of white smoke between his snorts, and the peaceful breathing meant that he was not dead, but the nightmarish experience was destined to make him uneasy in this life.

The next moment, but seeing his closed eyes turn a few times rapidly, a pair of rough hands reflexively pinched his neck, his tight breathing was connected, and a palpitating whimper sounded desperately from his throat.

"Woooooo

The sound ran through his nostrils, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't wake up from the nightmare, and he shook his head desperately, but his eyes were as heavy as lead.

At this time, even a shout or a slap from one person was enough to wake him up, but in such an environment, it was obviously impossible, so he could only face it alone with his will.

The nightmare was terrible, but he still had to face the reality, after a desperate struggle, the boy suddenly opened his eyes, sat up suddenly, and immediately flashed a touch of weakness in his cold gaze.

After a violent gasp, he looked at the surrounding environment in a daze, and after a long period of dementia, hot tears flowed again from the originally dry eyes in his deep eyes.

The fiery tears, each drop was like a steel knife, and wherever it went, it would be deeply imprinted on the spot, and the intense pain constantly reminded him that all this was true.

One hand hit his head desperately, he only felt a splitting headache, last night's scenes, like a devil crazy filled his nerves, no matter what, he finally couldn't help shaking his body and stood up.

"Ahh

The roar of grief accompanied by the echo frantically devoured the distant mountain stream, and in an instant, it alarmed the birds and beasts that got up early to feed, and for a time there were dark shadows and restless forests.

"Why? Why did you kill my parents?"

The boy couldn't bear it anymore and finally squatted down with his head in his hands, the tears in his eyes mixed with blood dripping on the withered yellow leaves, but his heart was more desolate than the withered leaves.

It was only one night, but it seemed to have experienced years of vicissitudes.

After a long roar, the boy finally lost his strength, he could no longer support his huge body, only to hear a pop, the huge body fell on the heavy pine again, scattered dead leaves fluttering, but could not stop the struggling young man's footprints.

After a short breath, his trembling arms stood up again, and he fell into a wild roar.

The empty mountain forest was full of echoes, from early morning to noon, and then to dusk, the young man who was already tired and scarred could no longer support it, and calmed down against the mountain rocks.

As night fell, the boy's brain gradually calmed down under the gentle cool breeze.

The empty belly had already screamed cheerfully, but he didn't seem to care, and now in his heart, there was only one firm thought, that is, to survive well.

The reason why he has this will is not that he is personally afraid of life and death, but that he wants to keep a useful body, find out what happened, and avenge his parents who died tragically.

As the saying goes, if you want to relieve the hatred in your heart and slash the enemy with a sword, the bloody hatred can only be repaid with the blood of the enemy.

The more he thought about it, the more determined his eyes became, and the seeds of hatred were nourished in his originally kind heart, which was his indomitable motivation.

With this motivation, the young man's desire to survive was unprecedentedly strong, and he didn't know where the strength came from, a pair of hands gently pressed on the rugged stone wall in front of him, and his hands suddenly competed, and he firmly grasped the stone spitting out like pliers, and a pair of feet also kicked on the stone wall, and he slowly moved towards the top like a gecko.

As soon as he climbed a foot high, his hands could no longer support his huge body, and the next moment his limbs were weak, and his body suddenly fell straight down like a kite with a broken string.

With a muffled "bang", his huge body fell on the thick pine, and his arms slashed against the rugged stone wall as his body fell, and the crimson blood surged out.

The scorching pain made the young man more and more courageous, he stood up, clenched his teeth, and climbed on the stone wall without hesitation.

One step, two steps, ......?

This time, the boy climbed a distance of nearly five zhang, and as he was getting farther and farther away from Cangsong, his feet were facing the abyss, and for a while, thanks to a rattan that saved his life.

At this time, he had passed the end of the rattan, and he could only rely on his own strength to cling to the smooth stone wall, but by now, he had clearly felt that all his strength had been used up.

He couldn't move any more than half a step forward, and as soon as he let go, he could fall into the abyss.

Even so, in the face of adversity, he still did not give in, even if he took another step, even if he died, he had a clear conscience if he worked hard.

Thinking of this, he finally chose to climb up for the third time.

However, as soon as he let go of a hand, the imaginary picture had already happened, the release of one hand completely broke the balance, his body shook uncontrollably anymore, his feet were weak, and his huge body suddenly fell towards the abyss.

It's really over.

This was the boy's last thought, but it did not erase his desire to survive.

When the body fell, his right hand desperately paddled on the stone wall, and finally at the moment when he fell more than a foot, he grabbed the previous rattan, and the trend of his body suddenly stopped, and he opened his eyes with palpitations.

"I'm really fatal, since I can't die, then I'll toss hard!"

The boy laughed to himself, and soon gritted his teeth and pulled the rattan in his hand to climb upward, this time he changed his strategy and no longer blindly clinged to the smooth stone wall.

After a brief observation of the terrain, I soon found a good place, just a foot away from the left side of the rattan in my hand, there is a cluster of green vines hanging like a waterfall, it hangs very high, and it is very dense, if you can catch these rattans, I believe that you can go to the peak in one go.

But because the distance is too far, it is impossible to catch it in his current state.

The choice of advance and retreat soon flashed a touch of fanaticism in the young man's eyes, and death was death, anyway, this life was picked up.

With the help of this short inertia, his body leaped up out of thin air, like a monkey flying in the air, and he miraculously grabbed the cluster of green vines on the left side.

With each hand pulling the rattan, the young man's spirit was suddenly shaken, and he barely had the slightest chance to breathe, he had already climbed straight up the green vine with clusters, and soon came to the end of the green vine.

When he reached this end, in his ecstasy, he subconsciously looked up at the sky, but the picture that caught his eyes disappointed him again, and what appeared in front of him was still the towering cliff.

The relentless blow couldn't help but make him mad, and he subconsciously raised his right foot and kicked it on the stone wall in front of him, accompanied by the sound of a boulder breaking, but he clearly felt that the kicked right foot was hanging in the air.

"Boom!!"

The crisp sound of the collapse quickly stirred people's nerves, and the young man almost subconsciously looked down, and at this time, he miraculously found that there was a small cave under him.

The entrance of the ancient cave has long been piled up into a thick sandstone due to years of smoke and dust, but such sandstone is not a single piece after all, and even a slight kick can still make it all shatter.

The cave is said to be small, but after kicking the covered sandstone into pieces, there is still more than a person tall in front of him, due to the long-term isolation from the world, the mouth of the cave is constantly coming with a musty smell, mixed with flying smoke and dust, which suddenly makes the young man choke and cough again and again.

Seeing this, the panting young man, who was already tired, suddenly turned happy, he raised his head and looked at the sky, and scolded angrily, "Thief God, you let me die, I Jingchong is not dead!"

After a short period of venting, he didn't dare to delay a little, he retreated with his hands along the green vine, stepped on the edge of the cave with one foot, and sat on the quaint cave with his body.