It turned out that Zhao Wu was holding her entire hand. Because the blood was too slippery, Chu Xintian kept falling down. Now Zhao Wu is holding half of Chu Xintian's hand.

Half of my hands can't hold it.

In addition, the handle of Zhao Wu's other dagger seemed to have lost its support. The two of them have already slipped more than half a meter.

How could Zhao Wu not be in a hurry?

Chu Xintian didn't expect that Zhao Wu would sacrifice his life to save himself this time.

Even if she saved the man's life, what was his identity, what was his status, and why did he save her, a little village woman?

Chu Xintian didn't want to die, but she knew that in this situation, she had to make a choice.

She can't get to him, he's going to die with her.

"Zhao Wu, please take care of my brother and help me settle my son. I saved your life, and I beg you to ......"

Chu Xintian said this to Zhao Wu with a smile.

Zhao Wu's face changed. He knew what Chu Xintian meant

"No, I'm not going to grant your request. Chu Xintian, hold my hand, don't do stupid things! Otherwise, I will never care about your brother and your son!"

"No, you will. I'm sure you ......."

Chu Xintian said, she raised her other hand with all her strength and broke Zhao Wu's fingers.

The moment Chu Xintian broke Zhao Wu's finger, she thought that a miracle would happen.

Like the cartoons she watched as a child, she would float in mid-air. Like the little girl in the sky city, there is a magic that supports her to fly. She can even spread her arms and pretend to be a bird with wings.

However, Chu Xintian did not have magical powers, and magical things did not happen to her.

She just fell fast, the wind whistling in her ears, like death was telling her to take her to hell.

She was not in the mood to spread her wings and fly like a bird.

Although it was her own choice to release Zhao Wu's hand, Chu Xintian could not embrace death calmly.

She closed her eyes. She didn't want to see her flesh blurred beneath the cliff.

Now, of course, she has forgotten that she fell. By the time she bled she was dead. She couldn't see what she would look like when she died.

When a person dies like a lamp, his life in this world becomes a corpse, and his soul is soon destroyed.

Chu Xintian died once. The last time she died, she came straight over. She didn't know what she had become.

In her previous life, she had no friends or relatives, and when she stole from someone else, she died in a strange country.

Her body will be treated badly.

This time, she fell off a cliff.

When she falls to the bottom of the cliff, she will turn into a pile of flesh, which is no good.

It's just a fact. My life is over. What about my body?

Thinking of this, Chu Xintian's heart was calm.

She's dying.

At this time, Chu Xintian heard a loud noise, and she felt that she was surrounded by a cold bone.

It turns out that death is such a feeling

At this time, on the stone bridge

The little soldier was ordered to find the rope, and he used all his strength to find the rope as long as he could.

He ran back as fast as he could, his life was almost over, and he panted and threw the rope to the soldiers on the stone bridge:

"Rope, rope is coming, quickly pull the young marshal up!"

As the creep ran to the stone bridge, he heard a crackling sound. Then he felt a burning pain in his cheeks.

"Bastard, now go find a rope and have a fart!"

As soon as the soldier opened his eyes, he saw Ah Fu's angry face. His eyes turned blood-red.

Xiao Bing was stunned: "Young marshal, young marshal and Sister Chu Yuan ......"

Before the soldier could finish speaking, he heard a man laugh maniacally and say:

"Dead, that pair of dogs and men are dead! Hahaha! Chu Xintian is dead! She's dead!"

It wasn't someone else laughing wildly, it was Chu Mingyu.