Taking advantage of the fact that the rockfalls were gradually decreasing, Mu Yan and Xiao Liu decided to leave from the original path on the edge of the cliff.

The sudden change of wind and clouds made the Valley of Ten Thousand Ruins even more shaky.

Xiaoliu didn't fully see it until dawn, what valley, the name is so atmospheric, but it is just a piece of the cliff protruding in the middle, except for the deep pool, some plants around, there is only one path left.

The deep pool had collapsed, leaving a large hole in the cliff, and the water was bubbling outward, falling into the cliff with a bang, forming a large waterfall.

Seeing that the small place under his feet was also collapsing, Xiao Liu finally didn't calm down, "Master, don't you know how to resist the sword?" That's how they all fly. ”

Mu Yan's heart was broken, looking at the Six Realms, the Land of the Six Together, there should be no master who is weaker than her.

In order to stabilize his mood and maintain her good respectful image, she had to rush the duck to the shelf, "I can also try it, you hold on to me." ”

Xiao Liu tugged on her arm, feeling uneasy, wondering in her heart, why is the master so powerful for a while and then cowardly? Could it be that the level of spiritual power also changes with temperament?

While he was still in a daze, Mu Yan had already raised her finger, and after reciting the Edgeworth mantra, her sword staggered and stopped in front of her as if she was drunk.

She threw a calm smile at Xiao Liu, in fact, she panicked in her heart, why did this sword look less reliable than her?

She pulled Xiao Liu to jump onto the sword, the green sword staggered under her feet, Xiao Liu was so frightened that he tightened it a few more points, Mu Yan felt a pain in her arm, she coughed lightly, "Don't be nervous, it may be a little overloaded." ”

Xiao Liu's eyelids twitched, but he couldn't splash cold water at this time, otherwise the master would be unhappy, and his spiritual power would be unstable, and there would be a bottomless abyss underneath.

"Master, I'm sure nothing can stump you...... Alas...... Master, you ...... Are you flying up or down......"

Mu Yan is in extreme frustration, is this really just overload? After flying up for less than a few meters, why did it fall down at a high speed in a free fall?

The wind whistled in my ears, my face ached, and my dress was blown with a rattle.

Finally, Xiao Liu began to scream, howling like a pig, resounding in this endless abyss.

I don't know if Su Ye at the top of the cliff can hear it, and whether she will come to save them, but now except for the crazy wind, she can't feel the slightest life.

After a short period of panic, Mu Yan continued to condense her spiritual power, but the sword was more individual, had its own ideas, and didn't listen to her call at all.

She suddenly felt so ashamed, "Little Liu, it's really my sin to let you end your beautiful life in this way, you must forgive me, don't meet me again in the next life......"

Xiao Liu's tears rushed out, he was already too frightened to speak, he rolled his eyes at Mu Yan, fainted, and leaned on her weakly.

Mu Yan held him hard, thinking sadly, she really wanted to faint, this is also terrifying.

Just when she was desperate, a soft white light flickered in front of her eyes, like the light of all beings, and Mu Yan almost didn't worship the Bodhisattva anymore.

Xiao Liu was held up by a faint light, and quickly sent to the top of the cliff, and disappeared in an instant.

Mu Yan looked at himself who was still falling with a confused expression, what was going on? Is saving people a multiple-choice question? Do you have to pick a good-looking one?

Uncle Fu is telling the truth......

Seeing the mountains getting closer and closer, she cut through the clouds and mist, and the ground became clearer and clearer.

It turned out that there was deep water at the bottom of the cliff, and it was not blown.