Beigong Yan stopped at the edge of the cliff, but only saw Shi Zhiyi's figure falling straight down, disappearing into the vast night in an instant.

Although he couldn't kill the culprit who killed his mother and son and the entire Beigong family with his own hands, but being able to see him fall into the cliff with his own eyes, Beigong Yan's heart, which had gradually become calm in the past few months of cultivation life, couldn't help but get excited.

Thinking of the series of brilliant achievements of "Ghost Face Slaughter" in the past two months, Beigong Yan couldn't help but feel a little emotional and afraid. Everyone thought that Ghost Face Tu should be a young man between twenty and thirty years old, probably in the middle and late stages of the cold window, but who would have thought that it would be a young man who was only seventeen or eighteen years old?

She couldn't imagine how Shi Zhiyi, who was at most a beginner at dawn, managed to slaughter dozens of gangs by himself, without leaving any living mouths and corpses? It was rumored outside that there was a high-level alien beast by Ghost Face Tu's side, but according to those Fengtiandao members who were spared a way by Shi Zhiyi, they had never seen this legendary alien beast that could devour living beings and corpses appear.

He is only seventeen or eighteen years old this year, and he can do things that other children of the family may not be able to do at the age of twenty-seven or eighteen, this kind of strength, even in his father Shi Huaichuan, has never been seen. If he is given thirty years to grow up, then with the repeated pursuit and killing of him by the Beigong family in the past, will the Beigong family, who has lost the protection of the giant dragon Baichen, still have a foothold in this Great Jin Dynasty?

While rejoicing, Beigong Yan couldn't help but have a trace of regret. In this way, the plan to deal with the eldest prince Yu Zhongcheng will be postponed again, and Fengtiandao, who is already at the end of his rope, will find another candidate who is full of hatred for the eldest prince Yu Zhongcheng and has enough strength to kill the third prince Yu Zhongqian!

Although she herself is at the pinnacle of the realm, but trapped by the will of Emperor Jingchang, she is detained in the Yuyang Temple on the top of Qixia Mountain, and she must not leave half a step, if she dares to resist the decree, she clearly knows how her husband who is the supreme of the Ninety-Five will treat her, her son and her family.

At this time, footsteps sounded, and Nan Lian, who was originally waiting outside the small courtyard, finally arrived, bowed down and asked, "Dao Master, please forgive your subordinates for being late, I don't know what happened just now?"

Beigong Yan suddenly remembered something and ordered: "You immediately find some people, go down the mountain and search for the corpse of the ghost face slaughter along the road, bury it on the spot after finding it, and then bring back a bronze ring on his hand to me!"

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Shi Zhiyi, who was falling rapidly in the air, felt as if he had become a stone, and the weightlessness caused by the fall made him feel as if his heart was about to burst out of his chest. He waved his hands to grab something, and within a few feet of him, there was nothing.

The cliff where Shi Zhiyi fell is called the Jade Balcony, which is a huge platform that protrudes nearly ten zhang beyond the top of the mountain, and the huge Yuyang Temple on the top of the mountain is also named after it. Looking down from this platform, you can overlook the scenery for more than 100 miles on a cloudless day. Facing east, it's also a great place to watch the sunrise within a 1,000-mile radius around Kyoto.

Because the jade balcony was lonely outside the peak of Xia Mountain, Shi Zhiyi fell from here, and there was nothing to grab, of course, there was no worry about falling on the mountain rock halfway......

The wind was whistling in his ears, and even with the courage of Shi Zhiyi, he couldn't help but feel a panic in his heart. Is it that he is going to fall to his death under this cliff like this? Shi Zhiyi has never felt as helpless and frightened as he is now in the more than ten years since he became sensible.

Even though he is extremely talented, rare in a thousand years, after all, he is still a teenager who has just turned seventeen, and when he is facing death, especially this kind of aggrieved and torturous death, it is still difficult to suppress his fear.

"I don't want to die!

"I don't know the cause of my mother's death yet, and I haven't seen my father for the last time!"

Feeling the faster and faster falling speed, Shi Zhiyi's heart swelled with a strong desire to survive, although he didn't know how to get out of the current predicament, but he knew that he still had too many things to do, and he couldn't just die!

Shi Zhiyi suddenly had an extra robe in his hand, which was the clothes he used to change in the ring space, and the four corners were held in his hand, and the robe was blown up by the falling wind, wanting to slow down the falling speed. However, compared to the force of his fall, the cushioning effect of the caftan can be said to be minimal.

Shi Zhiyi's body had already passed through the sea of clouds on the mountainside, and seeing that it was about to fall to the ground in a few breaths, turning into a puddle of flesh, Shi Zhiyi was almost desperate, but he still shouted from the bottom of his heart: "Stop, I want to stop!"

A shudder rose from Shi Zhiyi's spine, like an electric current, and quickly transmitted to every corner of his body, and in an instant, Shi Zhiyi seemed to have completely lost control of his body, without any consciousness, and even the sense of weightlessness and panic caused by the rapid fall

Suddenly gone, he was like a cloud, or a ghost, and he felt no sign of his physical presence.

"Am I dead?"

Shi Zhiyi feels that his current state is like what people call a ghost-like existence, although he never believed that there are ghosts after death, but at this moment, he hopes that it really exists, so that he can still look at the world in another way, he has only lived for seventeen years, and he still has too much attachment and reluctance to this world.

This state only lasted for a moment, maybe it was a blink of an eye, but in Shi Zhiyi's feelings, this moment was extremely long.

A gust of wind blew, and Shi Zhiyi suddenly felt a chill on his body, and couldn't help rubbing his hands.

Hand!?

Shi Zhiyi suddenly found that the consciousness he had disappeared had returned to his body again. He could clearly feel the presence of his limbs, feel his own strong heartbeat, hear his own breathing, and the chill coming from his skin.

"I'm not dead yet?"

Shi Zhiyi glanced down, although the night was thick, he could roughly judge that he was still about a hundred zhang above the ground through the lights of several houses in the distance. However, at this time, he no longer showed any signs of continuing to fall.

Shi Zhiyi found that his body was really floating in the air like a cloud!