"Who are you?" Twelve said indifferently, she felt that the strength of these two girls was not low, one was the peak of the ninth order, the other was the beginning of the tenth order, if she was not injured, she still had the strength to fight, but now, the twelve smiled bitterly in her heart, but she didn't show anything on her face, and she didn't lose the battle!

"Hmph, you don't deserve to know who we are!" The girl's arrogant opening, the scimitar drew a cold arc in the air, directly to the twelve, twelve had already prepared, seeing her coming, the body was slightly on one side, the left hand grabbed in the air, grabbed her wrist, homeopathic folding, the girl was in pain, the scimitar fell to the ground with a bang, the twelve's right leg kicked on the blade, the right hand held the scimitar in the air, just about to stab the girl, unexpectedly the top of the head, there was a sharp palm wind approaching, she gritted her teeth, she could only retreat, but she retreated, the girl who was injured by her, but she was annoyed and angry, the fighting spirit condensed in the palm of the palm, the figure flashed in place, and the next second, it hit the abdomen of the twelve with a punch。

Her whole body was like a kite with a broken string, slamming to the ground, and her back was burning with pain! A mouthful of blood splattered out of her throat, Twelve gritted her teeth, flipped her right wrist, and slashed into the air, the girl wanted to retreat in horror, but the bun was split by Twelve's head.

A piece of green silk fluttered and fell to the ground.

"You!" the girl glared at Twelve with a fierce look, how dare she cut off her own hair?

Twelve clutched his chest and coughed a few times, blood peeking out of his lips and falling to the ground.

"It's just the end of the crossbow. Another girl jumped down from the lion eagle, her figure fluttering, her clothes fluttering, and she looked at Twelve with disdain, as if she were looking at the insignificant ants under her feet!

"I advise you not to do anything else, and go with us obediently, maybe you can suffer less flesh and skin. The girl seemed to be kind, but in fact, the sarcastic words made the twelve grit her teeth in anger, she spit out the blood clot in her mouth, and the corners of her blood-stained lips slowly rose in an indifferent arc, she no longer had the extra strength to speak, but that mocking look made the two of them angry!

It's just a seriously injured woman, how dare you look at her like this?

These two people are the chief disciples of the Red Sleeve Sect, the first to strike is Mu Chuling, who has a marriage contract with Yun Ruohan, and the other is her senior sister Qiao Hongxue, which of the two is not a highly respected master in the sect? But today I just met Twelve.

"Less to say ......"

Before the twelve words were finished, the sternum was hit by a strong fighting spirit, and the whole person fell backwards, Mu Chuling stepped on her chest, looked at her condescendingly, and scolded in his mouth: "What kind of horizontal is this ability?"

Saying that, she also deliberately increased the strength on her feet, and the twelve felt like a boulder hit in her chest, a muffled pain!

"Click"

"Ahh

Qiao Hongxue smiled charmingly, brushed the green silk that fell on her shoulder, and said disdainfully: "It's really a cheap bone, if you don't listen, you have to force me to do it, junior sister, take her, let's go back." With that, she whistled towards the sky, and the huge body of the lion eagle fell vertically from the clouds, its sharp claws fell steadily to the ground, and its sharp beak bit Twelve's waist in one bite, Mu Chuling and Qiao Hongxue fell on the back of the lion eagle and left in the direction of the red sleeve door.

Twelve only felt like her waist was being pinched by pliers, and it hurt raw! The fighting qi in her body was chaotic, and along the way, blood bubbles kept falling from her mouth, like a blood-red rain.

On the other side, for some reason there was a strong uneasiness in his heart tomorrow night, he tightened the reins of his horse, and looked back at the empty road behind him, with weeping willows on both sides and sand flying in the sky.

"Why hasn't Miss caught up yet......?" Lan Xin said in fear.

"The master will be fine!" Ming Ye said in a cold voice, stabbing Lan Xin on the side with a knife in the eye, the latter shivered and muttered, "I'm just worried." "Why are you glaring at her so much? It's been so long, and the young lady hasn't caught up yet, if something really happens, how can it be good?

Yun Ruohan's face was gloomy, his handsome face was cloudy, he stared closely at the yellow sand road behind him, gritted his teeth, the horse's reins tightened, and the horse turned his head in place, "I'll look for her." ”

"Wait. Tomorrow night suddenly spoke, a piercing lion eagle chirping in the sky, he squinted, looked at the xiangshang side, and then his pupils shrank, the lion eagle circling in the sky, the form was huge, and the two wings seemed to cover the sky, "This is...... The Red Sleeve Door?"

"Look! That's Miss!" Lan Xin exclaimed, his arm pointed to the person who was held in the mouth by the lion eagle, and who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and could only faintly see a vague shadow, but that black clothes, black hair, and the blood droplets that kept falling, who else could it be if it wasn't twelve?

The lion eagle vanished into the sky with great speed, leaving only a strong wind whistling by.

"Drive!" Ming Ye didn't say anything, just a cold face, raised his whip and chased in the direction where the lion eagle disappeared, Yun Ruohan quickly followed, and the hearts of both of them sank into the abyss, the red sleeve door!

A day and a night of chasing, almost day and night, the next day when the sky is bright, the three arrived at the foot of the red sleeve gate, the red sleeve door is located under the cliff, on both sides of the cliff, if the red sleeve door people want to go out of the mountain, they must take the lion eagle from the cliff to fly out, this is also weishenme, the red sleeve door mount is one of the reasons for the lion eagle, those lion eagles are specially trained by the red sleeve door every year, except for the people in the door, others can not drive at all.

The cliff is cloudy and misty all the year round, the wind gusts, the four levels are unpredictable, early in the morning, the red sun emerges from the horizon, but at noon, when the three people ride their horses and gallop to the top of the mountain, stand at the peak and look at the bottomless cliff, it is actually heavy snowfall, the whole mountain, is covered with snow, everywhere is covered in silver, a beautiful scenery of alternating green and white.

"What should I do?" Lan was so anxious that she was about to cry, her face was pale, she looked down tremblingly, her feet slipped, and the fine stones fell from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the cliff, and there was no echo.

"Be careful. Yun Ruohan helped her up, her face solemn.

"I'm going to find the rope. Tomorrow night, he immediately turned around, rode his horse down the mountain, borrowed a hemp rope more than ten meters long in the village at the foot of the mountain, wrapped one end around his waist, and tied the other end to the rock at the top of the mountain.

"No one knows how deep this cliff is, so you just go down like this?" Yun Ruohan shook his head disapprovingly, he pulled the hemp rope, the rope is not strong, what if it can't withstand the gravity and breaks it halfway? The three of them have no fighting spirit, and they are afraid that they will be smashed into persimmon cakes!

Ming Ye snorted coldly, and glanced at him disdainfully: "If you're afraid, Master Yun can stand here and wait!"

He rubbed his hands together and tugged at the rocks of the peak, ready to climb down.

Lan Xin looked at Yun Ruohan anxiously, and then at Ming Ye, who was already half of his body suspended on the cliff, his eyes turned red: "You have to be careful." ”

"I know. Tomorrow night answered, his feet stepped on the uneven gap of the cliff, crawling down slowly, he was like a gecko, under the thick clouds, the cold wind was whistling, and the ink hair was flying, lining his already cold face, becoming more and more cold.

Yun Ruohan turned his heart sideways, squatted on the top of the mountain, looked at the bright night below, and said: "If you go down, just stand where you are and don't move, pull the rope, do you hear?"

Tomorrow night, Huo Ran raised his head and looked at him suspiciously.

"I can't do nothing and let you go to rescue her alone, right?" Yun Ruohan smiled gently, on Ruyu's face, the smile was as warm as the rising sun, and her dark eyes were firm.

Ming Ye was stunned, and looked at him seriously for the first time, his scrutinizing gaze met Shangyun Ruohan's firm gaze, and after a long time, he snorted coldly, "This is what you should do." ”

The master came all the way to rescue him for him, but now he was caught by the people of the Red Sleeve Gate, shouldn't he have made a move?

The cliff is steep, the potholes and rocks are covered with moss, the wind is blowing on the body, like a knife cutting the flesh, the hand holding the stone crack is so cold that it is almost blue, the cheeks of tomorrow night are shaking unnaturally in the wind, he dives carefully, the hemp rope more than ten meters long has been stretched to the tightest, but there are still boundless clouds and mist below, and there is no end in sight.

Tomorrow night is almost hanging on the cliff, his body is destroyed by the cold wind, his lips and teeth tremble, his face is so pale that it is almost transparent, his eyebrows are stained with a layer of white frost, the snow is flying in the sky, falling mercilessly, and the fluttering snowflakes fall on his shoulders, turning into water droplets, freezing the blood of tomorrow night.

"Damn!" he cursed in annoyance, what should I do? It was no longer possible to hope that the hemp rope could go down, and now he couldn't advance or retreat at all.

There is more than how deep it is below, and when he gritted his teeth tomorrow night, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

He gambled!

Gambling with this life, his teeth bit on the hemp rope, the rope broke in response, and his whole body fell rapidly, the wind passed through his ears, the wind was so strong that he couldn't open his eyes, and his body fell extremely fast, and he only heard the whirring wind in his ears.

When the body passed through the thick fog, faintly could see the ground under the cliff, Ming Ye pulled out the soft sword on his waist, and inserted it on the cliff on the left side with a tear, the sword blade kept sliding down on the cliff, splashing out scattered sparks, and the speed of the fall was momentarily stagnant.

"Bang dang!"

The long sword was stuck in a rock crevice, the body swung left and right tomorrow night, the hand holding the handle of the knife was burned to pain, the tiger's mouth was torn open by the action of external force, and a bloody hole was torn, and he was hanging on the cliff, his legs were suspended in the air, and there was a distance of more than ten meters from the ground.

His heart trembled violently, and he took a deep breath tomorrow night to calm his restless heartbeat.

Looking at the distance below, and then at the long sword that began to crumble, a new question arises, now does he fall directly, or climb down slowly?

The cliff stone below is smooth, there is almost no point of focus, but it can fall, this distance, I am afraid that it will be shattered, right? Tomorrow night was a little hesitant for a while, but when he thought that the more he dragged on, the master might be treated cruelly, and his heart was crossed, and his right hand cut out a small hole in the rock that could be forced, and his nails were ground by the cold and hard stone peaks, but he didn't seem to feel pain, and his legs looked for a place to land, and slowly climbed down.

Above, Lan Xin looked at the hemp rope that suddenly became loose from a tight state, her face changed suddenly, and she exclaimed, "How can this be?"

Yun Ruohan's heart squeaked, and he craned his neck to look down, but in addition to the white fog and the oncoming wind, he couldn't even see the shadow of tomorrow night.

Five fingers tightened at his side, his face was heavy, and his whole body exuded a faint sadness.