However, in the next second, Jiang Zhi's head was stomped on with one foot, and Song Lian's voice sounded above his head, and he said with an absolute advantage:

"Heartache? Angry? Hopeless? Do you hate me? But in fact, the person who caused the tragedy of Jiang Xi should be you, Jiang Zhi. ”

"If you had died in Chaoyun Village a long time ago, your brother and sister would still be alive and well, tell me, do you blame yourself?"

"So, to avoid tragedy, you should die now."

'Poof'

The sound of piercing into the flesh was so unclear in the wind and rain, Song Lian was half-standing, looking at Jiang Zhi who had been half covered by muddy water with a pair of emotionless eyes.

"Damn it, Song Lian, go down and accompany my mother."

Jiang Zhi's low voice came from the ground, and she unhurriedly removed Song Lian's foot from her head and watched him fall to the ground with a bang.

Slowly got up from the ground, revealing a sad smile, his teeth were covered with mud and blood, which was shocking at a glance.

At this time, Song Lian's eyes didn't know whether they were shocked or frightened, but they were as big as copper bells, Jiang Zhi bent down slightly, and pulled the cyan cardamom hairpin inserted in his chin from above.

He didn't look at Song Lian anymore, and walked straight to Jiang Li's side, his thin body standing proudly, like a giant standing in the wind and rain.

"Sister... Sister...."

Jiang Li saw all the scene just now, his eyes were red, and his voice was hoarse and pale.

"Cousin, take Xiao Li back first, and the others will go down with me to find Xiao Xi."

Jiang Zhi clenched the blood-stained cardamom hairpin in her hand, took Jiang Li's hand and put it in Qin Bangping's hand, looked at the corpses of the black-clothed people everywhere, and dragged her heavy body down the mountain.

"Cousin."

Qin Bangping took Jiang Li's hand, watched Jiang Zhi's back walk down the mountain desolate and calmly, and couldn't help shouting.

is calm, from the fall of the river to the killing of Song Lian, she has always been calm, calm as if nothing had happened.

Qin Bangping wanted to follow Jiang Zhi to find it, but he couldn't, because Jiang Li was still there, and he couldn't let Jiang Li be in danger again, otherwise everyone would go crazy.

The rain hit his face, Qin Bangping led the horse, put Jiang Li on the horse's back, he looked back at the corpses, he had never regretted it so much today.

If he had come a little earlier, if his ability had been a little stronger, would Xiaoxi still fall off the cliff, and would his cousin's family still suffer such a disaster.

No, no, it's all his fault.....

Qin Bangping turned the horse's head, tears fell from the corners of his eyes, he hurriedly raised his hand to wipe it off, but he didn't know why, the more he wiped, the more he wiped, how could he shed tears.

……….

The hour is getting later and later, the sky is getting darker and darker, the wind and rain are blowing, the torches can't be burned at all, the bottom of the cliff is muddy, thorny, and the mountains and rocks are craggy, and it is very difficult to walk.

Jiang Zhi still had blood on her left shoulder, and she walked under the dark clouds with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and the rain kept washing her vision

Because of the physical exhaustion, Jiang Zhi has fallen countless times, and her arms, thighs, and even her face are all small blood-colored cuts.

The soldiers who followed behind Jiang Zhi stretched out their hands to help her from time to time, but they were all pushed back by her, she had to race against time to find it, Xiaoxi must be waiting for her.

"You're all... All look separately, be sure to find my sister. ”

As soon as Jiang Zhi finished speaking, she tripped over her leg again by a stone, and the whole person threw herself into the muddy water, entering her mouth and ears.

There was a convulsion in the calf, and it was the sharp stone that had cut it, and the blood stained on the stone was quickly washed away.

"Found the horse."

The voice of the soldier not far in front was not loud, but it clearly reached Jiang Zhi's ears, causing ripples in her eyes.

The horse and the man almost fell one after the other, and when they found the horse, Jiang Xi must have been nearby, Jiang Zhi got up from the ground, and her amber eyes were bright and scary.

"Where?"

Jiang Zhi endured the pain on her body and rushed over quickly, her voice trembling.

The big brown horse was lying on the ground, its head had been flattened, and it was obvious that it had lost its breath, and the blood on the ground smelled unpleasant.

"Xiaoshi, Xiaoshio ....."

When Jiang Zhi saw the corpse of the horse, she hurriedly lowered her head and began to look for it, shouting loudly, hoping that Jiang Xi could hear it.

It was getting darker and darker, and Jiang Zhi couldn't wait to bend over all the time to see it, her hands groping wildly among the thorns.

In the darkness, Jiang Zhi's hand suddenly grabbed a cold metal, shaped like a cardamom flower, she was shocked for a moment, and hurriedly picked up the thing.

The cyan cardamom flower, with two silver bells on it, was exactly the same as the one in his hand, Jiang Zhi's heart was pinched, and he hurriedly took two steps forward.

The black mass, with a faint touch of red on it, was the cloak that Jiang Xi was wearing when she fell off the cliff, and she hurriedly knelt on the ground and turned the person over.

The clay figure-like face, washed away by the rain for a moment, revealed its original pale skin with a little cyan, and its wide eyes were full of fear.

The face of the little bun was full of wounds of different sizes at this time, and the flesh and skin were flying, and I don't know how many times it turned on the ground to leave such scars.

"Xiaoxi, Xiaoxi, wake up, it's my sister."

Jiang Zhi's eyes were red, she sat down on the ground, and gently shook Jiang Xi's body, her voice was endlessly gentle, and her pale and cold fingers trembled and reached the snort of the person in her arms.

No, nothing.....

The rain did not have Jiang Zhi's body cold at this time, she stretched out her hand again in disbelief, but what she got was exactly the same answer.

There was no heartbeat, and even the body was cold and stiff, Jiang Zhi's face was pressed against Jiang Xi's chest, and bean-sized tears flowed down the corners of his eyes.

Is this still Xiaoxi, isn't it, her Xiaoxi can cry, laugh, and make trouble, not this lifeless and lifeless person.

What about her Xiaoxi, the Xiaoxi with a sweet smile, shouting to eat pig's trotters and sugar gourds, and the Xiaoxi who will be coquettish if she makes a mistake.

Jiang Zhi raised her head and looked at the sky, letting the rain wash over her face, tears flowing down unscrupulously, and muttered:

"My Xiaoxi, who gave me back my Xiaoxi, she is still so small, so small...."

Lightning tore through the dark sky more and more frequently, muffled thunder came from afar, the rain became heavier and heavier, and the muddy water on the ground became more and more.

Jiang Zhi sat there quietly, like a statue, not moving, if it weren't for the slight trembling of her eyelashes, I am afraid that she would have thought that she was a dead person.

"Miss, the person has been found, let's go back, now the rain is getting heavier and heavier, and if you don't leave, I'm afraid there will be a mudslide."

One of the soldiers, looking at the already soft soil, had a hint of worry and anxiety in his voice.

"Yes, miss, we need to go back quickly."

Another soldier looked at Jiang Zhi and knew that she was uncomfortable, but she was also worried about the mudslide, which was not a trivial matter.

Hearing everyone's voices, Jiang Zhi blinked her eyes slightly, then lowered her head, looked at the lifeless Jiang Xi, lowered her head and kissed Jiang Xi's forehead, and said softly:

"Xiaoxi, don't be afraid, my sister will take you home."

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