Qi Luo's heart sank, it's over!

I knew that it would fall, so it was better to take a knife.

Looking at the dark guard and Sang Yang who flew over. Qi Luo's heart was horizontal, and his left hand vigorously climbed the grass and trees growing on the mountain wall, while his right hand held the short stick tightly and thrust it into the cliff.

It's a pity that the short stick and the dagger are really incomparable.

Qi Luo's left hand was blurred with flesh and blood, and the short stick in his right hand failed to penetrate the mountain wall.

In order to slow down the speed of the fall, Qi Luo put his knees and body as close to the mountain wall as possible, so he was inevitably scratched by the mountain wall.

The boy who jumped down after him directly controlled the direction of his body and fell towards the girl.

Several secret guards and Shi Zhao also followed.

"County Lord!"

"County Lord!" Changyue and Qiuyue screamed on the railing with tears streaming down their faces.

If it weren't for the fear of jumping, not only would he not be able to save the county lord, but he would also bring trouble to rescuing the county lord. The two girls were afraid that they would have jumped off the cliff a long time ago.

"Master!"

"Major General!"

On the cliff wall, there are still several secret guards hanging on the mountain wall.

Boys and girls were gone.

Several secret guards with strong martial arts and Shi Zhao also disappeared immediately afterward.

And the culprit who harmed people had already taken advantage of the chaos to run away.

I don't know how long I fell, I felt my wrist suddenly be grabbed, and my body fell into a familiar embrace.

Qi Luo was really physically exhausted, and finally fainted.

Sang Yang had caught up with Qi Luo at this time, and hurriedly took the girl into his arms, only to breathe a sigh of relief.

The two continued to fall, and Sang Yang pulled out his long sword, intending to plunge the blade into the mountain wall.

The hard mountain wall made a piercing sound, and the long sword carved a long ravine for the mountain wall, dragging it for about ten meters before it could stabilize its figure.

Sang Yang looked around left and right, and the Nanquan Nunnery had long since disappeared.

The clouds and mist are shrouded down, and the depths are bottomless.

A few meters away, there happens to be a protruding rock.

Sang Yang pulled out his sword, his toes were on the mountain wall, and with the help of the sword, he landed on the mountain rock.

After standing still, he hurriedly checked on the girl and found that the girl had just fainted.

The rocks were so small that they could only stand, and they couldn't see the girl's injuries.

Sang Yang had to look all the way for the next foothold.

If you can't find a rock, you can stick your sword into the cliff and rest.

And so on and so forth, for about half an hour.

Sang Yang finally found a place in the middle of the mountain where he could stay.

Sang Yang gently put down the girl, the girl had not woken up yet, her extremely beautiful face was bloodless, her lips were a little chapped, and her white robe was stained with blood.

Sang Yang was panicked, he had long forgotten about the male and female defenses, and nervously checked the girl's injuries.

Sang Yang gently lifted the robe at the knee of the girl's right leg.

After seeing it clearly, I couldn't help but gasp, the girl's knees to her thighs already had large abrasions, and the wounds were glued to the robe, which looked terrifying.

He also picked up the girl's left hand, which was originally white and tender, but the flesh and blood were blurred, and some wounds were deep and bone-seeing.

Sang Yang anxiously examined the girl's other wounds.

The white shirt has been scratched in many places, and there are some scars on the scratches on the robe, both large and small.

Even his right hand, which had been clinging to the short stick, was red and swollen.

Afraid of hurting the girl, Sang Yang gently picked her up and went all the way to the mountains to find water and food.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, the girl in her arms snorted and woke up leisurely.

"Luoluo, are you okay, where is the pain?"

Qi Luo opened his eyes and saw Sang Yang who was close at hand, his face full of anxiety.

The originally handsome and handsome young man was looking at her with burning eyes like a flower cat and sweat and dirt at this time.

Poof.................................

Qi Luo smiled, affecting the pain in his body, and before the smile could be unfolded, he bared his teeth again.

"I'm in a lot of pain!" As she spoke, the girl bared her teeth.

Seeing that although the girl was injured, she was still alive, the boy couldn't help but laugh.

"Since I'm injured, then I'll be cheeky to let you hold it!" Qi Luo's knee injury was not light, and he was not pretentious to have to walk by himself.

After walking for a few more minutes, following the sound of the spring, I finally found a mountain spring.

Sang Yang found a clean stone by the spring and put Qi Luo down.

Sang Yang picked a large leaf, washed it, took the spring water, and brought it to Qi Luo to drink.

From far to near, Qi Luo found that the young man's robe was also scratched in many places, and there were faint traces of blood.

"Ziyu, you're injured, show me quickly."

"It's okay, it's all a small injury!" The boy smiled and showed his snow-white teeth.

The girl was in a hurry, and when the young man approached, she hurriedly opened the young man's robe and looked at it, there were not many wounds, but there was a deep wound on the left elbow.

The girl was very guilty, and she hugged her all the way with such a hand injury.

Seeing the girl's guilt, Sang Yang reached out and rubbed the girl's head, and said with a smile: "I think I am a major general, and I am strong in martial arts. Luoluo really underestimated me. ”

The girl's hair is fine and shiny. It feels very good to the touch.

The young man's expression is very proud, but with a cat-like face, it is inexplicably very funny.

The girl couldn't help but laugh again.

Sang Yang looked helplessly, the girl who had been eating and laughing.

So he tore a piece of robe, wet it with mountain spring water, and folded some herbs nearby, which were used to stop bleeding and reduce inflammation.

As a major general, it is a must to identify these herbs that are simply used to heal wounds.

Sang Yang took these objects and cautiously came to the girl's side.

First, put the moistened robe on the girl's right leg.

The cold mountain spring water stimulated the wound on Qi Luo's leg.

"Hiss......" The girl in pain gasped.

"Luoluo, did it hurt you?" The boy asked nervously.

"Ziyu is fine, it's none of your business! The pain is used to it. ”

The girl bared her teeth in pain, but she didn't forget to comfort Sang Yang.

The wound was moistened, and it was easy to separate the robe from the wound.

The pain of tearing open the robe can be imagined, but the girl always gritted her teeth and endured it.

Sang Yang smashed the herbs with stones, carefully applied herbs to the wounds on the girl's body, and tore off his robe and bandaged it carefully.

Qi Luo also learned to apply herbs to Sang Yang, because both hands were injured to varying degrees.

Sang Yang refused to let Qi Luo help her bandage it, not to mention that the wound was so bare, very good!

Qi Luo was also speechless.

looked at the hem of Sang Yang's clothes.

The girl said seriously and funny,

"I don't have too many wounds, otherwise I'm afraid Ziyu should be shirtless."

The young man couldn't cry or laugh, so he turned around and moistened his robe, handed it to Qi Luo to wipe his face, and he also took water to freshen up.