Chapter 230: Pressing Forward

When the man saw that everyone was like this, his face turned grim.

Zhao Qiujin realized that the person had retained his strength when he high-fived her, and she had been testing her before, but now it seemed that maybe he was waiting for her here?

When everyone saw that he was on a par with her, there would inevitably be a group attack......

Those people waited for him to nod, but the leader glanced at Zhao Qiujin meaningfully, and when Zhao Qiujin saw him looking at himself like this, he suddenly felt that maybe it wasn't what she thought......

Just when the leader hesitated, a man suddenly roared and said, "Chief, if you hesitate like this again, I will report to the Lord when I go back that you intend to let this man go." ”

When he heard this, the man closed his eyes and said, "Let's go up together." ”

Hearing this, a bloodthirsty smile hung on the corner of Zhao Qiujin's mouth, it seemed that he could only fight half to the death, and maybe there was a probability of winning.

Everyone flocked up, Zhao Qiujin pinched his silver wire, while avoiding the sword that attacked him, he used the silver wire to attack the people around her, because of the limitations of the silver wire, she couldn't use the silver wire to strangle these people one by one, so she had to use the silver wire to blind these people's eyes, or entangle the arteries of these people.

The silver filaments are thin and sharp, and the arms are much more fragile than the neck.

Suddenly, a sword stabbed in the direction of her heart, Zhao Qiujin withdrew the silver wire that had just blinded a person's eyes, and instantly wrapped the person's wrist, and the person's sword fell to the ground with one force, and with another force, the person's wrist was bloody and blurred.

Although there were many people around him, it didn't take long for Zhao Qiujin to have the upper hand.

Zhao Qiujin took back the silver filament and continued to resist, although he saw the other party's people fall down one by one, but the rest of the people were still pressing Zhao Qiujin step by step.

Seeing that this group of people was getting closer and closer to him, and the manipulation of the silver wire needed a certain amount of space, Zhao Qiujin had to move back step by step, and when he saw that there were few people left on the other side and he was about to succeed, Zhao Qiujin only felt that his feet were empty.

Zhao Qiujin's body fell down uncontrollably, and the little starlight in the night did not lend a little light to this cliff, so he could only see the pitch black, and he didn't know how high the cliff was.

Feeling that she was falling rapidly, the sound of the wind whirring in her ears made Zhao Qiujin can't help but keep calm, she doesn't know how deep this cliff is now, if she doesn't save herself, what awaits her can only be broken bones.

Thinking of this, Zhao Qiujin suddenly calmed down.

When she calmed down, an idea flashed through her mind, she remembered that she had studied a text called "Five Heroes of Langya Mountain" in modern times, when their Chinese teacher told them that one of the five heroes was not dead because the man was hanging by a tree branch.

If she was lucky, she might have been able to meet the branch, but all she could do at this time was to throw the silver filament in her hand and retract it, trying to get entangled in the branch on the cliff wall.

Just when Zhao Qiujin was about to give up, suddenly she gently pulled the silver wire in her hand and did not take it back.

She was happy in her heart, it must be something entangled in silver threads.

Indeed, as she thought, the silver wire was entangled in something, so she did not continue to fall, but because of the force, she actually flicked upward, and then fell sharply.

Zhao Qiujin didn't dare to move, just quietly waited for the shaking to slow down, I don't know how long it took, the shaking of her body slowly stopped, she breathed a sigh of relief, and then she felt a hot pain in the palm of her hand and could smell a strong smell of blood.

At this time, Zhao Qiujin was not worried about the silver filament being broken, because the toughness of the silver filament was excellent, what she was worried about was how long this branch could last, and she felt it when her body shook just now, and this branch was not thick.

Her silver filament could cut her hand, and she would cut the branch, and now she only hoped that the branch would hold out until dawn.

For a while, no one chased and killed, Zhao Qiujin felt even more tired, she yawned lightly, and did not dare to move, and her eyelids even fought.

Although there was wind everywhere on this cliff, Zhao Qiujin actually closed his eyes and fell asleep in such a place......

She heard a voice coming from the top of the cliff, the sound was very similar to Leng Lingzhe's voice, she was overjoyed in her heart, thinking that Leng Lingzhe had come to save her, and was about to answer, but suddenly felt that there was mud and sand and small stones falling from above.

Her mouth, which was about to speak, accidentally ate a mouthful of dirt, and she let out a soft "puff", and at that moment she felt the movement above slow down, and someone called her name loudly, telling her not to be afraid, and she heard the voice inexplicably reassured.

She wanted to open her mouth to tell Leng Lingzhe where she was, but she couldn't make a sound, she screamed harder, but she still couldn't make a sound, she didn't suspect him, she just thought that she was hanging on this cliff to sleep, and accidentally caught a cold, so it led to the current situation of losing her voice now.

The voice was getting closer and closer, and she could already be sure that it was Leng Lingzhe's voice, although she couldn't shout in her voice, she still did her best to make a stumbling voice, so that Leng Lingzhe could follow her voice to find her.

I don't know how long it took, Leng Lingzhe appeared in front of her eyes, although it was just an unclear outline, but she was very sure that the person was him. The moment she saw him, she only felt that her eyes were warm and the tip of her nose was slightly sour.

She tried to say something, but couldn't make a sound.

Leng Lingzhe reached out and touched her head, and said gently, "Give me your hand." ”

Looking at Leng Lingzhe's hand in front of him, Zhao Qiujin just wanted to let go of his left hand holding the silver wire, but he felt his body shake again, and a tingling pain came from his palm.

Zhao Qiujin opened his eyes instantly because of this moment.

Leng Lingzhe in front of him was still like the beginning, except for the whirring mountain wind, there was nothing left in the dark.

It was just a dream......

The corners of Zhao Qiujin's mouth showed a trace of bitterness.

On the other side, Leng Lingzhe, who was already asleep, suddenly sat up, his forehead and temples were covered with sweat, just now in a dream, he seemed to see his Jin'er fall from the mountain and fall into the cliff.

He touched his pounding heart, and felt only uneasy, so he called someone and said softly, "Send someone to see what happened to her!" ”

Although Leng Lingzhe didn't say who she was, who didn't know?

After the man left, Leng Lingzhe couldn't sleep for a long time, and his mind was full of pictures of Zhao Qiujin falling off the cliff.

Zhao Qiujin, who was hanging on the edge of the cliff, had already walked out of the loss just now, and she complained to herself while thinking back to the dream just now: "Okay, you Leng Lingzhe, you actually wanted to kill me in your dreams, fortunately, I didn't stretch out my hand just now, if I really stretched out, I think there would be another torn corpse under the cliff now!" ”