She took every step with care.

After all, she still has one on her back.

Therefore, Shu Mingyu could only use the most stupid method, relying on the stepping point dug out by the dagger, and gradually approached the peak of the cliff.

On the cliff, snow-white pieces of paper fluttered in the air.

Xiling Yue was dressed in soft white clothes and stood on the edge of the cliff.

He looked down at the rolling river beneath his feet, and a gloomy and sad light swept through his ice-purple eyes.

Yu'er, it's been three days, it's been three days.

Do you know how Xiling came over in the past three days?

Yu'er, if it weren't for the bloody netherworld to stop it, Xiling didn't know if there would be strength to support it until now.

Yu'er, why haven't you even been here once in Xiling's dream?

Are you really so ruthless and ruthless? Don't you even let Xiling see the last side?

Xi Lingyue clenched his hands, and the light of pain in his eyes kept fainting.

On the side, the arrogant and stubborn boy stood there, staring at the cliff, his eyes shaking with hatred.

He clenched his fists tightly, eager to crack open the cliff and dig out the damned woman.

Why could that woman leave without a cloud, she saved him!

It was the damned woman who, despite her own danger, saved him Jerod XIII.

Hehe- he sneered.

Isn't she the most ruthless? Then why do you want to save him, why is he the one who saves him? He didn't want to owe the woman any favors, not at all.

But at this moment, even if he sprinkled blood here, he couldn't get back the woman's contemptuous smile.

"Thirteen princes, everything is ready, it's time for you to return home." The guards came and urged Jerod XIII.

"I see." The nails in the palms of the hands, sink deeply.

Jereus 13 looked back at the cliff again, and he strode away with the blue wolf sword in his arms.

The departing back looks so lonely and sad.

Suddenly, there was a sound on the edge of the cliff, and Jereus XIII suddenly turned around, and he rushed to the edge of the cliff like a flying arrow.

Then he saw a scene he would never forget in his life.

The damned woman, her face was bloodied, her hands were scarred, and she was carrying a handsome young man on her back, and her expression was so resolute and gorgeous.

"Hey, damn Jereus Thirteen, you little brat, why don't you hurry up and bring me up."

Shu Mingyu shouted at him dissatisfied.

Yelu Thirteen didn't know what was wrong, he forgot to refute, and following his instinct, he pulled it lightly, and pulled Shu Mingyu and Xiling Huang up.

Su Mingyu untied the cloth rope around her waist, and she said, "Yelu Thirteen, quickly bring the eighth prince back, his foot needs to be treated immediately." ”

Oh –

He could only look at her in a daze, for fear that her voice would disappear in front of him.

When Xiling Huang raised his eyes, he saw the white figure on the edge of the cliff.

He looked into a pair of icy purple eyes, stunned, disbelieving, frightened, and a trace of inscrutable fragility and sadness.

Su Mingyu seemed to sense an unusual aura behind her, and she suddenly turned around and saw Xiling Yue.

Xi Lingyue, he looked at Su Mingyu who seemed to be soaked out of his blood in disbelief, he was stunned, he didn't react for a while, but he couldn't move his feet, his hands couldn't move, his lips trembled, and he couldn't speak.

Shu Mingyu looked at Xiling Yue's snow-white clothes on his body, and saw the black canvas on his sleeves.

In her bright, clear pupils, there was a shroud of water, as if shrouded in the light of a clear moon, and gradually, her vision began to become a little blurred.

She strained her feet towards him, as if to smile the sweetest smile at him.

But now, her whole body is very stiff and numb, so that her smile can't be revealed at all.

Step by step, her hands tapping on her legs, she approached him, reached in front of his eyes, and reached out to caress his emaciated face.

"Yue, I'm back, I'm back alive!"

The corners of her mouth weakly hooked up a faint arc, and gradually, her hands softened, and her body fell straight down.

Xiling Yue touched the familiar body and the familiar fragrance in his arms, his chaotic thoughts suddenly woke up, he hugged Shu Mingyu in a coma, and he began to run frantically.

"Yu'er, you can't be fine, this king orders you absolutely not to have anything."

The voice was mournful and frightened, and the roar shook the birds between the valleys.

It was black in front of her, a boundless black, pressing down on her retina so heavily that she couldn't see any white light.

Su Mingyu has been lying on the sickbed for three days and three nights!

She has been in a dark world, and she can't get out no matter how she walks.

She was hot, had a high fever, and muttered from time to time.

"Faint, run, run, run out - fire, light, fire, light, I'm afraid, I'm afraid, you run out, hurry up-"

Cold sweat continued to break out on her forehead, and her expression twisted in pain.

"Faint, you'll be fine, faint, wake up, faint, don't leave me-"

There was endless sadness and despair in her murmuring tone.

In her sleep, it was as if she had grasped a driftwood, and she struggled to climb the driftwood, her fingertips deeply buckled.

Xi Lingyue stared at her with bloodshot eyes, he didn't care about the scars on his arm that were scratched by Su Mingyu, he gently wiped the cold sweat on her forehead with a white silk.

"Yu'er, Yu'er, wake up, Yu'er-"

The deep voice contains complex emotions, some pity, some hatred, and a hint of horror.

Mu Qingyou, who was on the side, stepped forward to comfort him and said, "Lord Wang, you have been by Mingyu's side for three days and three nights, you don't eat or drink, even if you are beaten with iron, you will not be able to survive." I'll take care of it here, and you can rest for a while, my lord. ”

"No, this king is going to stay here and wait for Yu'er to wake up. You're all tired, go down, and let this king and Yu'er stay quietly for a while. ”

Xiling Yue's icy purple eyes kept staring at Shu Mingyu's face, and he was reluctant to blink.

Mu Qingyou sighed lightly, she glanced at Shu Mingyao and Mu Xiaoyao, and the three of them retreated silently.

In Mingyue Xuan, there are only two people left, Xiling Yue and Shu Mingyu.

In the silent space, Xi Lingyue kept caressing Shu Mingyu's cheeks, his eyebrows and eyes were soft, and he seemed to be dripping water gently. He sat quietly on the edge of the bed, holding Su Mingyu's hand.

Yu'er, you can come back, Yue is very happy, really happy.

Yu'er, thank you, thank you for coming back, thank you for making my life come alive again.

Yu'er, since you're back, wake up, wake up, don't let Yue taste the piercing pain again.

Yue is not as strong as you think, Yu'er, don't play games with Xiling, okay?

You just open your eyes and look at Yue, just one glance, okay?

Crystal clear water droplets surged out from his purple pupils and fell to the corners of her eyes, hot and hot.

In her confusion, she seemed to hear a gentle call in the dark, and she heard someone desperately shouting her name, so sad and affectionate.

She wanted to see, to see through the darkness, to see the man, the man whose name was called by sorrow.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a flash of light in front of her, and she searched for it in the darkness, and hurried out of it, out of the black threshold.

The thick and slightly curly eyelashes moved, and suddenly, the beautiful watery eyes slowly opened.

Looking at the watery ice-purple pupils, Su Mingyu was in a trance for a moment, she reached out and stroked the emaciated handsome face, the sloppy face with a full chin and stubble.

Between my fingers, I felt a moist feeling, warm.

"Yue, are you crying?" Shu Mingyu sat up in panic.

Xiling Yue didn't have time to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, he reached out and hugged Su Mingyu deeply in his arms,

The power was so tight that it almost rubbed her body into his blood, flowing with his blood.

"Yu'er, you're finally awake." A hoarse and deep voice, trembling.

Feeling the stiffness of his body, his stiff fingers trembled, and Su Mingyu's eyebrows and eyes softened, and the water immediately floated.

"Yue, don't worry, I'm fine, I'm living well, so don't be sad or sad, okay?"

She wrapped him in her arms and comforted him softly.

"Yu'er, in the few days that you were away, Yue was really scared, so afraid, Yue was afraid that you would be the same as your mother and never come back. In the future, no one will hold Yue, will not smile at Yue, and will not be coquettish to Yue gently. ”

He lay on her shoulder, shrugging his shoulders.

Shu Mingyu felt a hot sensation on his shoulders.

Her heart palpitated.

This cold young man, no matter how others persecuted him, he never shed a tear.

He has always disguised himself with coldness, always admonishing himself to be strong, and always appearing in front of everyone with a cold and detached image.

He declared that he didn't care, didn't care what the world thought of him, didn't care how others hurt him, he was still him, a cold teenager with no heart and no feelings.

Now, her disappearance has scared him.

He cried, he cried for her Su Mingyu, Su Mingyu didn't know what she felt in her heart at the moment, in short, there was something in her heart, which was constantly filling there, and it was almost full, about to explode!

"Yue, Yue, Yue-"

She hugged him hard, hugged him hard, and held him with all her strength.

Xi Lingyue also hugged him tightly.

At this moment, they are like conjoined babies, hugging each other, inseparable.

As if no force could separate them, their hands were stiff, and they still hugged so intimately.

It wasn't until Shu Mingyu, who was weak, fell asleep in his arms that Xiling Yue gently put her down.

He himself lay on his side, resting her head on the part of his heart, sensing her presence.

Outside the door, the young man in black, standing stiffly in the cool breeze, he was holding the Cold Moon Sword, his eyes fell on the two people in the room, and a touch of emotion flashed in his frozen pupils.