Chang Ling heard a heart-wrenching cry of grief coming from under the cliff, and then felt his palms sink, and the vines were instantly pulled back to the bottom of the gorge a few inches, and he used ten times his strength to firmly grasp the vines: "Thirteen less!" You okay? ”

A worried call came down the crumbling vines, but there was no answer for a long time. The sword flying from the opposite cliff was like a torrential rain, sparse but menacing.

Jing Mo was already in tears, a pair of autumn eyes reflected the pale face of the painting thirteen, she already felt that the hands around his back were already stained with warm blood, and the cold arrows inserted in his back, the blood flowed endlessly, just as she couldn't stop crying, and the speed at which the vines slowly rose was far less than the speed of the arrow rain on the other side.

"Painting thirteen, painting thirteen......" Jingmo looked at the man who hugged her with tears in her eyes and was dying, she was at a loss, except for calling his name thousands of times, she didn't know what to do.

Painting Thirteen's face was as pale as paper, his lips were as weak as cicada wings opened and closed slightly, and his voice was as thin as a gossamer: "You just... Unfinished... What is it? ”

Jingmo's mind was blank, and her thoughts were messy like ruins, but when she saw that she was so struggling to ask this question when her thirteen lives were hanging by a thread, she fixed her mind and quickly recalled: "I said... I have you in my heart, and I always have. I heard about Thirteen Lang in the past, and then I met half of the red, no matter who you are, no matter who you have in your heart, I Jingmo can't control my heart anymore. ”

Hua Thirteen smiled and narrowed his eyes hidden in the sea of stars, and raised the corners of his mouth weakly: "When I returned from this trip, I was very fortunate to meet you... Unexpectedly... I would fall in love with a pharmacist who I hated the most in my life... Will fall in love with someone I wanted to kill......"

"Don't talk yet, I'll heal you. You also said that I am a pharmacist in Xinglin Valley, and I will definitely cure you! Don't be afraid. Jingmo looked at the vain painting thirteen.

Hua Thirteen shook his head slowly, as his breath became weaker and weaker, the lower end of the vine became heavier and heavier, and the long spirit used all his strength, and the two people under the cliff could only slowly rise and move in the rain of arrows at a slow speed that was almost stagnant.

"Draw Thirteen, what are you going to do!" Jingmo saw that Hua Thirteen slowly let go of the hand holding the vine, her grief heart suddenly poured down like a basin of cold water, and she was immediately extremely calm, she wrapped her arms around Hua Thirteen's body, and shook her head wildly with burning eyes: "No, don't!" No! ”

"Jingmo, listen to me... It's hard for the two of us to get back to the cliff hanging here... Fear... It won't be long before it will be pierced into two sieves. Hua Thirteen's eyes were full of soft light and affection to look at Jingmo, this kind of gaze seemed to be the only place between heaven and earth from beginning to end.

"Pierce it into a sieve, it is better for them to string you and me together with one arrow, even if it falls to the bottom of the gorge, some of the bones will never be separated." Jingmo's arms around Painting Thirteen hugged the ground tighter, and an arrow "swished" through Jingmo's smooth neck, and a strand of hair curled up on his shoulders was also cut off, and the hair flew over the side of Painting Thirteen.

What shocked Hua Thirteen's heart was not only the frightening arrow that Jingmo suffered, but also her awe-inspiring expression at the moment, her gentle eyes were as clear as water, but she was suppressed by a kind of bravery with a unique strength.

He exhausted the last of his strength and sanity, and couldn't help but kiss her stubborn but soft lips, and the moment they looked at each other, they saw each other's eyes reflecting their little selves suspended between heaven and earth, and they felt an inexplicable and great peace at the moment of a thousand moments.

"No!"

Jingmo desperately wailed to grab Hua Thirteen, but the vines on her waist tightened, and she couldn't move, only her fingertips roamed the corners of his clothes. She couldn't catch him, it was too late.

He spread out his limbs like a dead leaf and fell straight down, his back was facing the sky, his eyebrows were smiling, and he stared deeply at Jingmo with a gaze full of his lifelong tenderness and love, and then borrowed a loud voice from the edge of death and went straight to the top of the cliff:

"Changling, pull the thirteenth sister-in-law up!"

Jingmo let out a heart-rending wail, but as the vines rose faster and faster and the painting thirteen fell deeper and deeper, she gradually couldn't see his face clearly, leaving only a white cloud like waking up, of course, there were batches of cold arrows one after another, but Jingmo no longer had the slightest fear and panic, and was at the mercy of fallen leaves like dried leaves.

"Stop, y'all!" A voice as clear as a copper bell came from the layers of fog at the bottom of the gorge, and Jingmo's withered eyes drooped lazily, but he was stunned by what he saw.

The glow of a torch dispelled the dreamlike clouds in midair. Beneath the clouds, just a few feet away, a huge stone platform stretched out from the cliff. When she saw a girl like a forest elf holding a torch to sit up with Hua Thirteen, Jingmo's brows stretched out in a ball, and the corners of her eyes moistened again, and she closed her eyelids again and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Strangely, the tower rangers on the opposite cliff saw clearly the people holding torches, and they put down their crossbows and crossbows one after another, stopped shooting, and the cavalry leader shouted: "Isa! You can see clearly, these are all Han Chinese! Don't mess around! ”

"Uncle Bing, look at his defenseless appearance, and he was injured like this by you again, he won't be a bad person!" The girl holding the torch on the stone platform in the middle of the air was wearing a dark red exotic dress embroidered with bright flowers and trees and dark blue stripes, with thick eyebrows and a high nose, and her appearance was very sweet and lovely.

"It's not up to you! Dodge quickly, the arrow has no eyes, beware of hurting you for a while, I can't give your leader an explanation! The cavalry leader raised his voice and reminded without seeing anything.

Isha, who is as smart and beautiful as a deer in the forest, was not frightened: "Brother Bing, it is you who should be careful!" If you fire the arrow again, Isha will unfortunately die here, and on the edge of this vast desert, I am afraid that no one will secretly supply you with water again! For Isa's sake, you don't bother with this half-dead person anymore. ”

The cavalrymen touched their waists and saw that the kettle was about to empty, and they had to put away their bows and crossbows. Before the cavalry leader turned to leave, he said angrily: "Hmph, the brothers are working patrol, and they don't have time to deal with him." If this Han man causes any trouble, I will definitely ask you about the storm! ”

"Alright, alright. Next time, Isa will steal some more sweet and clear water to compensate you! The girl's crisp voice echoed like a warbler, echoing in a misty and secluded canyon.

Isha saw the cavalry walking away, looked up, and met a beautiful Han woman on the edge of the cliff. Jingmo bowed his head gratefully to her, and then, hurriedly called Changling to put down the vines so that he could pull them up, but Isha refused.

Jingmo couldn't help but be surprised, because she saw that the petite girl on the stone platform picked up the vain and weak painting thirteen, and carried the seven-foot man on his back in a blink of an eye, and this was not enough, after she comforted her hands and feet a few times, she suddenly rushed up like a gecko along the smooth mountain wall, and the most incredible thing is that this agile gecko is also carrying a big burden that is several times heavier than her.

"You, you......" Jingmo watched dumbfounded as Isha gently placed the painting thirteen on the ground, and she hurriedly went over to check the pulse.

"Go back quickly, this is the border between the two countries, it's very dangerous." Isha reminded with a wink, big watery eye.

Jingmo saw that Hua Thirteen's face was already very pale, the new arrow wound on his back pressed the old burns, and the blood gradually suppurated, she reached out to his forehead, and she almost retracted her hand on the hot ground, she grabbed his hands again, and found that the high fever had spread to the whole body.

"Changling, where are the horses that Thirteen are riding? We must go back to treat him as soon as possible, and I'm afraid I'll be out of luck if I delay for a few more hours! Jingmo worriedly hugged the thirteenth painting and looked around for horses.

"Thirteenth sister-in-law, the horse should have run back early in the morning... Why don't I make the light work camel thirteen years go back! Chang Ling was also so anxious that he stomped his feet.

"No! What if you get tired halfway through? Jingmo rubbed the hot forehead of the painting thirteen in distress, and tears rolled down like beads with broken threads.

"Are you a pharmacist?" Isha asked with a wink of surprise as she pointed to the herbal purse she was carrying.

"I am. But... I'm afraid I won't be able to save him......" Jingmo's sobs became more and more weak, and she was completely panicked and confused.

Isha turned her head to look in Da Yin's direction: "It's a long way back, right?" Sister Pharmacist, don't worry, our town is on the other side of the canyon, I'll take you to the town. ”

Jingmo suddenly raised her head energetically, but the light in her eyes was fleeting, because what stood still in front of her was a deep ravine that only a lonely goose could fly over. Jingmo lowered his eyes, hugged Hua Thirteen tightly, and after thanking the warm and kind girl in front of him, he could only shake his head helplessly.

"Sister Yakushi, don't you believe Isha?" The girl suddenly jumped away and ran away, and Jingmo saw her stop next to a boulder not far away, she grimaced at Jingmo and rubbed her hands in a matter-of-fact manner. Then, she arched herself and began to push the boulder with all her strength.

Jingmo didn't understand what Isha wanted to do, and she didn't know what was under the boulder, and in her confusion, she called Changling to help Isha push the boulder together, and she hugged the painting thirteen in her arms tighter.

"Squinting little brother, you go away, Isha has a lot of strength, be careful of hurting you!" Not only does Isha give orders like a little adult, but her strength is also a huge contrast to her petite figure.

Chang Ling scratched his head, this was the first time he had been told by a girl, for fear that it would hurt him, he didn't step forward or retreat, standing behind Isha in a daze and listening to her creaking little by little pushing the boulder.

Wow –

The boulder was completely pushed away from its place by Isa, and a cave was revealed under the stone, and the whirring and roaring wind rushed out from the bottom of the cave like a sealed netherworld, and in an instant, the coolness swept through.

"Sister Pharmacist, this is it, let's go!" Isha stood delicately in the cave that pierced through the mountain, her soft and dry yellowish hair fluttering in a messy manner.