The sunset is falling, the mountain is at dusk, a trace of misty blue light, struggling on the top of the mountain, powerless, sleepy, as if it will fall at any time.

The valley is surrounded by mountains, and there is only one opening, the top of the head, looking up at the top, like looking at the moon in a well, you can only see a narrow piece of sky.

The scavenging vultures hovered over the narrow sky, their eyes falling on a man and a woman lying at the bottom of the valley, both motionless as dead bodies.

Hurt!

It hurts so much.

It hurts to drill the heart.

Since Han Chuang woke up, this piercing and heart-piercing pain was like a tidal wave layer by layer, surging and eroding nerves.

Where exactly does it hurt?

He didn't know.

There are thousands of ants gnawing on the whole body, and every inch of the bone under the skin seems to have been cut off.

Hurt!

It hurts all over my body.

Only one place didn't hurt.

The only thing that didn't hurt was the injured right hand, which was now completely unconscious.

"Whew, good luck. After realizing that he was still alive, Han Chuang let out a long breath, and the pain in his ribs made him gasp for breath, and after the breath - the pain was even more intense.

He clenched his teeth, and he didn't even notice that his teeth were deep in his lips, and slowly oozed blood, but he didn't even notice it.

"Are we dead?" the soft voice came from his arms, like jade beads rolling down on a snowdrift, soft and moist, indescribably good.

But this beautiful voice has a feeling of weakness, and there is also a kind of unreality in the tone.

Han Chuang suddenly remembered that there was another woman pressing on him, and the pain in his body made him have no time to feel the light and soft body, and he didn't even have the strength to push her away.

"Live, live, I said, I did, we will, we will live. Han Chuang said with difficulty, and his mind couldn't help but recall the situation just now.

Maybe not just now, maybe it's been a long time, and no one knows how long they have been unconscious.

"Now we have two options, first, hang here until the branches break off and we fall unprepared, and second, prepare in advance, and then I let go and take a gamble. ”

The sound of "clicking" and the sudden fall of his body made Han Chuang realize that they were not safe, at least hanging on a pine branch that would break at any time, it was no safer than gambling on luck.

He wanted to take a gamble, but he had to ask Nie Qingqing's opinion.

Nie Qingqing shrank in Han Chuang's arms, holding his waist with one hand and holding the cliff with the other, not daring to move, so that when Han Chuang asked, she was still in a trance.

"What?" she said, the horror on her face palpable.

Han Chuang sighed, "Woman." He thought to himself.

Women are like this, no matter how decisive they usually are, how strong their martial arts are, when facing a desperate situation, they will always subconsciously regard themselves as little women, Han Chuang can see that Nie Qingqing is like this.

"Actually, she's pretty good, at least it's much cuter than just now. ”

Han Chuang shook his head with a smile, looking at Nie Qingqing who was curled up in his arms, only to see that her apricot face was flying, as bright as a peach blossom, white and red, and her two curved eyebrows were like the melting ink clouds, with uniform thickness, but her eyes were full of horror.

Afraid!

Frightened good!

Han Chuang smiled bitterly and thought, "At least I don't have to worry about you killing me." ”

"I said, we have two choices, either wait to die, or gamble on luck, and you choose whichever one. Han Chuang repeated.

Nie Qingqing heard it clearly, but it was precisely because she heard everything clearly that she hesitated: although waiting may lead to a slow death, no one knows if there will be a turnaround.

Gambling luck?

Nie Qingqing shook his head and thought, "He's really a gambler. "Maybe it's a woman in a desperate situation, always subconsciously looking for a person to rely on, Nie Qingqing at this moment doesn't feel that Han Chuang is such an abominable person, but feels that he has a manly spirit.

At least he dared to gamble, didn't he?

Many people dare not gamble.

"Bet, I trust my luck. Nie Qingqing gritted his teeth and said.

She was a resolute woman, but she suddenly fell into a dead place, and she was a little uncomfortable for a while, and after she got used to it, she returned to her former decisiveness.

Han Chuang sighed and said, "Then I'll count one, two, and three and let go." ”

Nie Qingqing nodded.

"I started counting. Han Chuang's gaze stared at his right hand, which could no longer be called a hand, distorted and deformed, full of wounds.

"One!"

Nie Qingqing closed his eyes,

"Two!"

The body is tense and trembling,

"Three!"

As soon as the words fell, the body fell, and the sound of the "whirring" wind chiseled into the ears.

Suddenly, Nie Qingqing felt that he was completely embraced into his arms

What is he going to do?

Soon she understood that the moment she landed, Han Chuang used up the last breath of true qi, turned violently, and became her meat pad.

"Pounce!"

There was a loud bang, and the violent impact hit his body, and Nie Qingqing felt a tightness in his chest, and he fainted as soon as the sky whirled.

"You...... Can you get up?" a weak voice floated into Nie Qingqing's ears.

She subconsciously rolled her body and rolled off the "meat pad".

"I—I'm still alive?" she said, with incredible excitement in her tone.

The voice floated in his ears again, weak and powerless, but full of happiness for the rest of his life: "When, of course, we are really lucky, there are thousands of trees and flowers at the bottom of the valley, there has been a lot of rain recently, the valley bottom is humid and hot, the petals and branches and leaves are withered, and they accumulate thickly, and they become a natural cushion, if they fall down at another time, I am afraid they will die." Ahem!"

Nie Qingqing suddenly remembered Han Chuang, the man who protected her with his body, and when she looked up, she saw him lying quietly on a stack of petals and smiling, smiling happily and naturally.

Nie Qingqing ignored the pain in his body, staggered over, and fell twice halfway, but finally walked over.

"You, what's wrong with you?" Nie Qingqing said, she didn't even dare to touch Han Chuang's body, God knows that falling from such a high place would break a few bones, maybe all the bones in her body would be broken.

"Is he for me?" Nie Qingqing lowered her head shyly.

Han Chuang was secretly bitter in his heart, and said in his heart: "I protect you so much, you can't even say thank you, it's really a white-eyed wolf." I thought that if it weren't for my physical inconvenience, I would definitely tattoo two holes in Nie Qingqing's body, but this thought was entangled in my heart, and I didn't dare to put it on the table at all, let alone put it on my lips, Nie Qingqing's watery eyes made him unable to say anything cruel.

Swordsmen are a group of cold people, obviously, Han Chuang is not a qualified swordsman.

"Help me up first. Han Chuang said lightly, although the withered wildflowers at the bottom of the valley are good mats, but the hot weather in June will make the humidity and heat steam and become miasma.

Just like at this moment, Han Chuang felt a sour breath on the tip of his nose, although he was a martial artist, he had a certain resistance to miasma, but if he inhaled too much, he would become seriously ill if he didn't die.

Nie Qingqing glanced at Han Chuang and said weakly, "Can I help you?" I have heard that people cannot easily move people who fall from a height. ”

"Don't worry, my own body knows that except for the fracture of my right hand, the bones are not displaced, but some external injuries have been received. As he spoke, he touched the injury, and the intense pain made the corners of his mouth twitch twice.

"Damn, it's a problem. Han Chuang's gaze streamed on his right hand, which was probably a little troublesome.

The swordsman's kung fu is all on the sword, and the use of the swordsman is the most precious thing of the swordsman, if the swordsman is broken, the strength will be greatly reduced, not to mention that like Han Chuang, the entire arm is completely twisted and deformed, even if it is cured, the flexibility will be affected.

Han Chuang's eyes couldn't help but flash a ray of gloom, but soon, this gloom disappeared.

"Help me up, it's getting dark, we have to find a place quickly, no one knows if there will be wolves at night. Han Chuang said.

Nie Qingqing pursed his lips and said disdainfully: "It's that there are wild beasts, what are we two afraid of-"

Before he could say anything, he was stunned;

Nie Qingqing glanced at Han Chuang fiercely, and muttered in a low voice: "Who made your punch so hard." Although she was not seriously injured, Han Chuang's golden steel fist shattered her true qi, and within a few days, it was impossible to recover.

Han Chuang smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Who let Jin Gangquan advance without retreating?