Chapter 392: Parachute

"Let's go!" Ye Yun'er pushed Mu Yihan violently.

Mu Yihan took her hand and ran forward with her.

Ye Yun'er kept holding Cicada's hand, and at this time, Cicada refused to part with her, and ran away with her.

It's just that she ran too slowly, Mu Yihan could only carry her on his back, and he and Ye Yun'er tried their best to march to the other side of the mountain.

Ling Feng drew his sword in time, blocked the flying machete, and fought against it.

Seeing that the rest of the people went to chase after Yi Han again, he eliminated the opponent on the opposite side with three strikes and five divisions, and then stepped on the rocks and flew over.

Ye Yun'er ran out of breath, looked back at her back, and found that the person behind her was only a few feet away from them, and she would soon chase after her, and her heart couldn't help but raise her throat.

The reason why she was so nervous was not because she was afraid of those mysterious men in black, but because she was afraid of what Mu Yihan would do next.

The three of them came to the edge of the cliff, and from here, looking down, there was a bottomless abyss.

There is no way back.

Several men in black slowed down and slowly pressed over.

"Suffer yourselves!"

A man in black said, raised his machete, and slashed towards Mu Yihan.

Subconsciously, Ye Yun'er blocked in front of him.

And in the next second, she felt that she was being pulled, her body's center of gravity was unstable, and then she had no support, and fell down with Mu Yihan!

"Ahh

It's an abyss down there!

Anyone who jumps down will be afraid of heights, right?

There is a rushing river at the bottom, and you can't see the end at a glance. If no one rescues you in time, you will be drowned in the blink of an eye.

She doesn't want to be here whining for no reason......

The man in black was also taken aback, and hurriedly approached him, watching them fall into the abyss.

"Get out of the way!" Ling Feng shouted like crazy, forcing back several black-clothed men in succession, kneeling down in front of the cliff and looking down.

Gradually, his eyes turned red.

"Lord Wang! Rajah! ……”

This wolf-like cry of pain made everyone present shiver.

Knowing that the enemy was no match for Ling Feng, the men in black exchanged glances, quietly dodged into the jungle, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Several agricultural experts dared to come forward when they saw the man in black leaving.

They looked down for a while, and saw that in the bottomless, bloody abyss, where were the figures of Mu Yihan?

There wasn't even a single bird, and the silence was terrifying.

They did not dare to wait for a long time, and quickly pulled their heads back.

One person sighed and said to Ling Feng, who couldn't stop crying, "Please ......mourn on the Ling Guard's Day."

This kind word immediately angered Ling Feng, he stood up suddenly, glared at the person who spoke, and roared hoarsely at him, "What did you say? How dare you curse the prince to death? Lord Wang, he is not dead, he must still be alive! ”

As he spoke, he wiped the corner of his eye sharply, and then strode down the hill.

It seems that he went to find rescuers.

Seeing that Ling Feng's entire figure had disappeared, someone dared to continue to pour out his heart, "How can you still be left alive after falling from such a high cliff?" ”

Another person sighed: "It is also understandable to be loyal to the slave and protect the master. ”

"It's a pity that such a good prince who is dedicated to the people and thinks about the country and the society has died and returned to the west. God is really unfair! Another man sighed.

"Yes, the prince could have returned to the capital with honor and was favored by the emperor and admired by everyone......"

The wind, the whistling sound was so strong, it poured into Ye Yun'er's eardrums, making her unbearable.

The farther she went, the more she could hear the sound of the mighty current.

Again, this is like thunder, so that people can give birth to fear.

Fortunately, the big hand has been hugging her waist, hugging her tightly, so that her heart has settled down a little.

The cicada, on the other hand, kept screaming with its eyes closed. To Ye Yun'er's ears, this voice was like riding a roller coaster.

"Here we are." Mu Yi's cold and shallow voice seemed to be as calm as on the flat ground.

Ye Yun'er woke up in shock, and hurriedly put her hand into her backpack, and then took out the items that had been exchanged a long time ago and were just waiting to be thrown out.

A homemade parachute.

This was what Mu Yihan thought of two days ago, when she asked her if there were any items in her backpack that reduced their falling speed in mid-air.

She was disappointed to find that the parachute in her backpack could not be redeemed due to insufficient progress.

But what made her happy was that in a science and technology encyclopedia, there were specific instructions on how to make a parachute.

She exchanged this science and technology encyclopedia and handed it to Mu Yihan.

When Mu Yihan saw it, his pupils dilated slightly, and he was a little excited, so he immediately ordered Ling Feng to find someone to rush to make it overnight.

Then he read the rest of the book with relish.

When he saw the detailed step-by-step diagram of how to generate electricity and make the lighting device, Ye Yun'er clearly felt that his hands trembled slightly.

She had never seen him so excited.

She couldn't help but sigh that for a good student who loves to read and learn, a rare good book is enough to satisfy him, and the rest is probably dung in his eyes at this time.

After reading for a long time, until the last page, he closed the book and went to serve the tea on the table.

He caught a glimpse of Ye Yun'er out of the corner of his eye, and asked in surprise, "Why are you still here?" ”

Ye Yun'er's face was full of black lines.

With books, he even forgot about himself?

She couldn't help it, so she became jealous of this book, pursed her lips, and asked a little hesitantly, "If I fall into the water at the same time as this book, who will you save first?" ”

Mu Yihan twitched the corners of her mouth, suddenly understood her thoughts, and took a deep breath before saying, "Of course it's you." ”

"The devil believes." She said, getting up and pouting away.

These scenes hurried through Ye Yun'er's mind, and then, she felt that the big umbrella slowed down their speed a little bit.

It has to be said that today's skilled craftsmen are efficient enough and their hands are skillful enough, and only the first finished product is close to perfection.

In the end, when they were about to approach the river, Ye Yun'er used a hook to make them climb to a flat stone on the cliff.

It's a dead spot that you can't see from above.

Ye Yun'er quickly retracted the parachute into her backpack, and her heart finally fell to the ground.

She let out a long sigh of relief, hugged the frightened cicada, and coaxed her softly: "Don't worry, the person sent by your father will come by boat to meet us in a while, and we will accompany you home together." ”

Hearing this, Cicada nodded a little reluctantly.

In the dead of night last night, Ye Yun'er suddenly knocked on her door, and then told her about it in her room.

Cicada was undoubtedly shocked, and only thought that Ye Yun'er was joking with her.

However, seeing that Ye Yun'er said it solemnly, and told her the details over and over again, she gradually believed it.

But now that she had really experienced it, she felt that it was a dream, and it was so unreal.

This is a cliff! They jumped down, and it would be okay?

She searched for classic books in her mind, only to feel that no one could do it except demons and immortals.