"Lead the way ahead. Fast. Chu Hanye heard that he understood, and took the lead in rushing towards the place where the accident occurred. Those are some of the best craftsmen, and they can't build roads without them.

After the concerted efforts of the people, several people buried in the soil were pulled out and quickly sent down the mountain for rescue. Chu Hanye breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately he was here, fortunately it was not Su Su.

He lifted his sleeve to wipe the sweat from his forehead, but he caught a glimpse of the mountain that was suddenly sliding rapidly.

"Be careful." Lord Ai only felt that his body flew out lightly, and when he turned around, there was still Chu Hanye's figure, only a pile of mountain rocks.

"Lord Wang! Lord of the Night! Lord Ai trembled and cried for help, and everyone was in a mess.

The sleeping Emperor Qingsu was awakened by the sudden pain, sat up with his aching chest in his hands, looked at the empty other half of the bed, put on his coat and walked out of the tent.

"Miss, something happened to the prince." Chaolu hurried over.

"I know, take me there." Trying to suppress the panic and impatience in his heart, Di Qingsu rushed to the horse and rushed to the place of the incident.

On the mountain road, the horses could not move forward, so Di Qingsu jumped off the horse and galloped on the rugged mountain road.

It's closer, it's closer, it's getting closer, Chu Hanye, you hold on, you hold on. You have to remember what Miss Ben taught you how to hold your breath, you know?

Di Qingsu could no longer suppress the fear in his heart, and staggered tremblingly on the mountain road, forward, forward, and kept moving forward.

Chaolu was heartbroken, hugged Di Qingsu and ran away. Did the young lady get hurt, and even forgot how to use the martial arts.

When the panicked crowd saw Di Qingsu's arrival, they all lowered their heads sadly, and some were even wiping their tears. I'm afraid that there is no hope, and an hour has passed.

"Miss Jiu, I'm sorry, the prince is all here to save the old minister. He, he ...... "Lord Ai wept silently and knelt in front of Di Qingsu.

"Where was he buried?" Di Qingsu's trembling lips trembled and a sentence came out.

"That's, right there, Miss Nine." Countless voices rang out at the same time, and the dark soul was still desperately digging the earth.

"Everyone, listen, Dark Spirit and Aruu stay, and the rest of them all evacuate and return to their respective posts, immediately, immediately." Di Qing Su commanded loudly.

"Miss Nine, you?" Lord Ai looked at Di Qingsu, everyone gathered firewood and the flame was high, Miss Jiu, what's the matter, did you abandon the prince?

The dark soul who was struggling to dig up the soil raised his head and looked at Emperor Qingsu with teary eyes. Lord Wang, this is the woman you love with your whole life, this is the woman you hold in the palm of your hand, and she doesn't save you.

The dark soul swallowed her tears, ignored it, and continued with her movements.

"Ai-sama, speed. Do you want more people to be buried alive here? Retire. Di Qingsu drank it again, there was no time to explain, she was afraid, she was afraid that it would be too late to save Chu Hanye. It's a place of tight dirt, boulders, that can't be moved by labor at all. She could die because she had to save the man she thought he was. But these days are innocent, they are all dragging their families with their mouths. She can't selfishly ask for their lives to save her men.

Although all the people were puzzled, they still evacuated quickly and methodically.

"Chaolu, pull him aside and put his beard on the periphery, not allowing anyone to approach." Di Qing Su clenched his hands.

"I won't go, you ruthless woman, if you don't save the prince, forget it, don't let everyone save it, don't let me save it. You are so cold-blooded, you are a poisonous woman, have you shed a tear from beginning to end? You wish the prince died, you don't have a heart, Di Qingsu, you don't have a heart......"

The dark soul struggled and danced his bloody hands and refused to leave, and forcibly took him away from his acupoint towards the dew and retreated to the periphery, protecting Emperor Qingsu.

Emperor Qingsu was ready, activated the Ice Dance Ring for the first time, and in an instant, silver threads flew, clothes fluttered, dust flew, and sand and stones swirled and fell.

Night, you don't want to die, I never said I liked you, I fell in love with you, Chu Hanye, did you hear that?

God, please don't let me lose him, I understand how much I love him, love him more than I ever imagined. Love him and be willing to have no bottom line.

Chu Hanye, you will definitely live, right? As long as you live, I am willing not to go back to the twenty-first century, and I am willing to marry you. You said you were going to accompany me, you said where Di Qingsu is, where Chu Hanye is!

can't lose his words, Di Qingsu hates untrustworthy people the most.

There was blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, and his body was already powerless. Can't give up, can't give up, Chu Hanye, you give birth to me, you die and I die.

This is Miss Nine's real strength. Good martial arts, good delicate dance steps, good elegant body style. It's really much better than everyone flocking up, and you don't have to worry about hurting the prince.

The mountain is already soft, the stones are too large, and there are many places where there are repeated accidents, and if there are casualties here, the road will not be repaired again. Miss Nine's method is the most effective.

The dark soul that had calmed down looked at Di Qingsu with self-reproach. He wronged her, Miss Nine loves the prince so much, and thinks about the prince thoroughly.

Crying does not mean that it is grief, it is just an incompetent venting, endure grief and face it calmly, and not give up is what we really want to do and need to do.