Chapter 155: Death

Before Shen Lulu's memories could end, the branches under their feet had completely loosened, as if they might fall into a terrible hell with them at any time.

Shen Lulu exclaimed in surprise and hugged Shen Zhiyao even tighter.

As the branches of the trees loosened, the loose stones on the cliff fell to the bottom of the valley in scattered ways.

Shen Lulu lowered her head and looked at the bottom of the bottomless cliff, and she suddenly remembered something.

Not far from the bottom of the cliff, there is a river!

It's just that if you jump off with your own strength, the chances of falling into the river are very rare.

If she pushes Shen Zhiyao, maybe he still has a chance of life. If nothing is done, then all that awaits the two of them is that they both fall and fall beyond recognition.

Shen Lulu raised her head and looked at Shen Zhiyao deeply. Shen Zhiyao suddenly realized what she was going to do, and hurriedly stopped, "Girl! No! ”​

"Farewell, Ahma."

Before the words fell, Shen Lulu let go of the hand that was holding Shen Zhiyao and pushed him with all her might.

At the same time, the branches under Shen Lulu's feet finally couldn't bear it anymore, and broke with a click.

Shen Lulu closed her eyes, felt her body fall rapidly, and a tear flowed down the corner of her eye, falling to the bottom together.

Ah Ya ...... Thank you, sorry.

"Girl!" Shen Zhiyao wailed and fell into the river with a pop. Because of the momentum, the joints of his whole body hurt violently.

Before Shen Zhiyao could shout, he was carried downstream by the turbulent river.

"Don't ......" As soon as Shen Zhiyao opened his mouth, he was choked on a mouthful of water. He struggled to grasp the raised stone on the riverbank, and refused to let go even if his palm was cut.

Shen Lulu was still on the shore, and she saved herself with her life. He can't be swept away by the river, he can't drown in the river.

I don't know how long it took, Shen Zhiyao finally climbed onto the riverbank. He was soaking wet, blood from his right palm staining the grass around him.

Shen Zhiyao knelt on the ground weakly, his whole body was cold, and he had no strength.

He knew that at the bottom of the cliff not far behind him, there was Shen Lulu's corpse.

Shen Zhiyao shuddered, he braced himself and struggled to stand up, stumbling behind him.

He had sharp senses, and before he could get close to the grass, he smelled a strong smell of blood. Shen Zhiyao's legs suddenly softened, he forced himself to get closer, and with just one glance, the string that had been tight in his mind snapped and broke.

Shen Lulu was lying on a natural stone slab, her eyes closed, and her lips pale from blood loss. And beneath her, there were still large traces of blood spreading, dripping down, staining the messy grass.

Shen Zhiyao hugged the tree trunk beside him, and slipped to his knees weakly. He couldn't take his eyes off the person he had been with since he was a child, but now he was no longer alive.

That's it...... He's dead?

Shen Zhiyao suddenly rushed to Shen Lulu like crazy and hugged her into his arms.

"Girl! Wake up, girl! Shen Zhiyao shouted, but he knew that this person would never open his eyes again.

His injured hand was on the back of Shen Lulu's head, and the two blood stains were intertwined and mixed together, and it was impossible to tell whose blood was stained on the two of them.

Many years later, when Shen Zhiyao recalled this moment, he would feel a chill to his bones. It's like a beautiful white shirt that has been splashed with red paint by someone with bad intentions, and then ripped and torn apart in front of him......

The sinner will prostrate himself, and the shirt, the most beautiful man, will never come back.

I don't know how long it took, when Shen Zhiyao dried up his tears, he finally realized that he must live well, adhering to Shen Lulu's last long-cherished wish, whether it is fair or honest, or stealing a life, he has to live.

By all means, sinners should be punished.

He wiped the undried tears on his face, picked up Shen Lulu, and strode towards the river.

Shen Zhiyao tore the shirt on his body, made a handkerchief with fabric, carefully wiped the blood stains on Shen Lulu's body like a treasure, limped to her again, left the bottom of the cliff, and hid in the cave where there were only the two of them.

He hid in the cave with Shen Lulu in his arms for two days, and the wounds on his body were inflamed and pus. At night, Shen Zhiyao had a high fever, and when he was the least conscious, he hugged the person in his arms who had long been out of breath, and told her the stories he had heard when he was a child.

"A long time ago, there was a boy whose loved one died in order to save him, and in order to see that person again, he chose to give up reincarnation, and his soul was scattered, leaving only a wisp of residual thoughts, parasitic in the body of a fairy grass that was about to descend to the earth, and lived the first half of his life for him. The boy's remnants finally came true, and he was able to recognize his beloved, and then returned his life to the beloved girl......"

Shen Zhiyao didn't know how many times he had told this story over and over again, and by the time the scattered footsteps outside the cave finally disappeared, his throat was completely hoarse.

"Girl......" Shen Zhiyao called Shen Lulu softly, and reluctantly put her flat on the ground. He took off his coat and draped it over Shen Lulu's body.

Shen Zhiyao knelt on the ground, leaned down and kissed her lightly on the corner of her lips, and hurriedly withdrew for fear of blasphemy.

The liking who didn't have time to say a word before he died, after death, he always had to let her know.

"Wait for me on the Huangquan Road, wait for me to avenge you, and come soon."

Shen Zhiyao reluctantly glanced at Shen Lulu again, and finally relented, got up and walked out of the cave.

Shen Zhiyao, stimulated by the dazzling sunlight, couldn't open his eyes, and he resisted the urge to burst into tears and looked up at the sky.

It was another sunny day, and the sun was shining, but I didn't know that in some dark corner, there were already insect repellent breeds.

Shen Zhiyao's dark eyes suddenly swelled with murderous aura, and he strode out of this valley.

And in these hopeless two days, Zheng Yufei is also experiencing waves of spiritual shock.

Soon after Lu Zichen was taken away by the police, another wave of police went to the bottom of the valley to find the bodies of Shen Lulu and Shen Zhiyao, but they were left with nothing but a pool of blood and footprints by the river.

The four words of finding out this person made this case completely headless. Falling down such a high cliff, both of them were certain to die, and the police suspected that the river washed away the bodies, but the case could only be closed as missing.

And whether it is dead or missing, no one can prove Lu Zichen's guilt. So two days later, Lu Zichen was finally released from the detention center.