After many years, Dongfang Ziyan didn't expect that he would take out the ghost rope to use it again, the first time he used this ghost rope was twelve years ago, when he first went to the Arctic Continent, at that time he used the ghost rope to climb the snow mountain, at that time his ideals and desires were very different from now, there were many more goals and passions than now, but now he is also a man who is close to the age of standing, but he didn't expect to use such a climbing rope again, and he can't help but feel a trace of sourness and sadness in his heart.

These ghost ropes are still old products made by the ghost hands of the Slayer Alliance, and they are already old products of the army in the bright market, and basically no one goes back to buy such equipment, but Dongfang Ziyan always thinks that this ghost rope is still quite easy to use, and Miao Qing has been climbing smoothly since he went up the mountain, although the sound of the waterfall is deafening, but it is nothing to get used to.

But halfway through the climb, almost to the time when he cleared the fog and saw the moonlight, Dongfang Ziyan, who was walking on it, felt that the ghost rope in his hand somehow made a strange sound, he immediately expected that it might be the sound of the ghost rope about to break, he immediately found a small rock block with his foot, and shouted at Miao Qing below: "Miao Qing!" Oh no! This ghost rope is probably going to break! ”

Just as he finished speaking, several small stones rolled down from the cliff and fell from Dongfang Ziyan's head, his nerves tightened, and he immediately felt that the triangular barb stuck in the crack of the rock above began to slide, and then, before Miao Qing below could respond, the ghost rope slipped down, and Dongfang Ziyan didn't have time to use the long sword on his waist to get stuck on the cliff wall, so he was carried by Miao Qing, who connected his body with a rope, and fell.

At that moment, Dongfang Ziyan almost realized that he might be thrown to death, because there was not a lake below, but a flat land at the foot of the mountain, and Miao Qing couldn't use the spirit, nor could he see the petrification of his body to slow down the force of gravity falling, falling down at such a high height, they would almost be like eggs falling from a high altitude, they would be smashed to pieces.

"Damn it...... I never imagined that I would die like this. With Miao Qing's screams, Dongfang Ziyan was still able to mumble freely.

Between the lightning and flint, the two people fell down, but did not touch the hard ground, but fell on something soft.

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