"No......" At this time, when Mrs. Plum Blossom was lying on the edge of the cliff, there was no one on the edge of the cliff except for blood and a turquoise dagger, her eyes were scarlet, and she was completely crazy, how could it, how could the two of them fall off the cliff together......

After seeing Bai Yuzhu and Feng Yehan fall down the cliff together, the dead soldiers did not continue to attack the Plum Blossom Lady, as if they had achieved their goal, these assassins quickly pushed the dead soldiers who belonged to them from the top of the mountain down the cliff, and then quickly disappeared without a trace. [Lots of good]

All that remained on the top of the mountain was the bright red blood, the piercing smell of blood, the howling of the cold wind, and the desperate appearance of Mrs. Plum Blossom lying on the edge of the cliff with empty eyes and lost soul......

After falling off the cliff, in addition to the whistling wind in her ears, the only thing Bai Yuzhu could feel was that the wind and night were cold and held her hand tightly, and she didn't let go, the cold wind blew on her face like a sharp weapon tearing her cheeks, and the pain was very great. However, the next moment, her forehead and cheeks were full of tingling, and she could feel the sharp stones cutting through her forehead and face. Soon, his cheeks were covered with scars, and blood slid down his cheeks like teardrops......

It was too dark, I couldn't see anything, the wind and night were cold and dying, and everything in front of me was covered by the black hair blown by the wind, only the wrist of the white jade bead in his hand was everything that tied his body and mind.

Branches and stones scraped against his face, and the cold snow fell on his face, with a biting chill, and his body hurt so much that he felt a deep pain to the bone......

Suddenly, there was a throbbing pain, this time it seemed to be as painful as bone marrow, crushing the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, Bai Yuzhu snorted, and immediately fell into chaos......

At this moment, Feng Yehan fell heavily to the ground, and then his heart was broken, and he even heard the sound of his bones breaking, and instantly lost consciousness and fainted.

It's cold...... It's cold...... It's cold...... The only thing Bai Yuzhu felt was that it was cold...... She wanted to curl up her body in the cold, however, the next moment she was in pain, and the pain was heartbreaking. [To see the latest chapter of this book, please go to Marshmallow]

The blinding light made her feel uncomfortable, and her fan-like eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she opened her eyes, and she was greeted by the cloudy sky that she was familiar with.

Memories flooded over her like a tidal wave, and she immediately understood that what she had been through was just ......

She moved her body slightly, and suddenly gasped, her whole body was painful to the bone, the pain made her eyes red, and it was so difficult to breathe.

Isn't she dead? Or is it already in hell?

The blood on her hands had dried and stuck to her hands, and it was very difficult for her to even move, but she could only endure the heart-rending pain and grope the ground around her.

The fingers were already numb unconsciously, and the only thing I could feel was the pain caused by the movement, which was a feeling that could not be eliminated.

She gritted her teeth tightly, and her face blended into the snow around her, pale and almost transparent, as if it would melt with the snow at any time......

The breath was chaotic, and finally raised her arm, and then her hand was on her face, and she saw that her hand was full of scars, and it was pierced by a branch from the palm of her hand, and the blood of the wound may have frozen because of the cold to stop the bleeding, no wonder it was so painful, and then look at the white snow held in the palm of her hand......

Snow...... Snow...... She was sure she wasn't mistaken, so was she really not dead?

"Ah......h

When she turned over, "Ah......" she couldn't suppress her scream, it hurt, it hurts, it hurts......

At this time, she was lying on her stomach on the snow, and when she looked at it, she was dragging herself at that time, and the dead man who wanted to drag herself off the cliff was actually pressed under herself, and her painful eyes were filled with consternation, it seemed that this death was all due to this dead man as a cushion for herself. [To see the latest chapter of this book, please go to $>>>cotton_._.flower_._.sugar_._.small_._.say_._

The dead man's seven-hole bleeding death at this time was particularly terrifying, and the dead man's body may have been violently pressed under the strong pressure of Bai Yuzhu's rapid fall......

The severe pain in her abdominal cavity while retching made her immediately gasp, and even her breathing was aggravated, hurting her internal organs, breaking her hands and feet, and even breaking several ribs.

Looking sideways, she found that Feng Yehan was lying beside her, and he didn't let go of his arm when he fell down, she swore that she would never shed a tear for him in this life, however, she finally broke her promise, and when she saw the veil on Feng Yehan's face being blown off by the wind or branches, tears rolled down instantly.

Then I couldn't stop crying...... "Woo...... You idiot...... Fool......" she wept and whispered hoarsely.

Even if Feng Yehan was poisoned by himself, the originally cold and unparalleled handsome face was covered with black network pictures, but it was difficult to hide his original delicate appearance, however, at this time, his face was covered with scars, broken skin, deep wounds, and his face was full of blood, covering up his original handsome appearance, and even the poison line caused by his own poisoning for him was covered up by blood......

He should be looking for himself in a hurry, he didn't even wear a cloak on his body, only wore a dark robe from the morning, the jade crown on his head had long since fallen off and disappeared, and his long black satin hair was like a demonic black flower blooming on the snow, scattered, beautiful and beautiful.

The dark robe on his body was covered with blood, and he had fallen off the cliff too much to experience here, his clothes were already tattered, and when he looked at it again, he could see that his right leg was cracked and even bones, and she was frightened and scared when she saw such a scene.

"The wind is cold on the night...... ......She tried her best to shout the wind and cold, but her voice was hoarse like a summer mosquito, and only she could hear it.

His breath was silky, and his face was already showing a dead look, and this scene made her desperate to crawl towards Feng Yehan's side.

Lying down is heart-wrenching, crawling to the side of the wind and night cold under the movement, which makes her even more painful, a little movement is like a thousand sharp blades cutting her body fiercely, and no movement is like being torn by evil ghosts under the yellow spring at the moment.

However, any pain seemed so insignificant when she could encounter Feng Ye Han, she grabbed Feng Ye Han's hand, the first thing to do was to diagnose his pulse, the pulse was intermittent is a dying pulse, this pulse is not the first time he has such a pulse, the same is true of the pulse when he was poisoned last time.

The last time he showed a dead and dying vein, she hated him and didn't feel the slightest pity. This time, however, he appeared in the face of death and the imminent pulse, but she was replaced by fear and fear, fear that he would die in front of her, and fear that she would lose him.

From the beginning, her hatred for him was out of love to hate, but the love for him in her heart always existed, but she was hidden deep in the darkest heart, unwilling to face it, unwilling to take a look, just want to hope for the rest of her life that she never had this memory.

And now, this love for him is drawn out by death as an opportunity, her heart is flustered, her heart is afraid, her heart tells herself that she must not lose him, she must not lose ......

Under the frost, the sky was always as gloomy as the day when it snowed, the air was full of cold and cold with the fragrance of snow, she knew that it was God's gift to them that they fell off the cliff and were not killed by the gods, and in the same way, the cold froze the wounds on their bodies and stopped the blood loss and saved their lives, but it was not safe, because the cold was a double-edged sword at this time, freezing their wounds to stop the bleeding saved their lives, but if they continued to be in such a situation, they would be frozen to death.

"The wind is cold on the night...... Wake up...... ......Her eyes were red, tears blurred her eyes, and she called his name weakly in the cold of the night.

However, her call still failed to wake up Feng Yehan, who was like a person with only a trace of breath left and was about to die, lying quietly on the snow, his eyes closed, and his hands that were bruised from the cold held Bai Yuzhu's wrist tightly, refusing to let go.

The snow under the cliff was very deep, and she couldn't wake up the wind and night cold, so she was anxious and flustered, but she knew that the more she had to be calm at this time, she kept taking shallow breaths to stabilize her mood.

Raising her eyes and looking around, she found that there was a vast white snow all around, and not far away were the trees with occasional green leaves in the snow, and then looked at the mountain overhead, she saw that the mountain was oblique, that is, after they fell from the cliff, there were big trees and oblique stones to help them relieve some of the pressure of the sharp fall, so that they did not fall to their deaths.

However, when she saw the snow on the side, she found that the snow here was very deep, and she also saw that there were animal footprints in the deep snow, which meant that there were some small animals alive here, and she tried to lift her body to find that there was a stream not far away, and the stream flowed very slowly with the snow falling......

Since the sky does not kill herself, she must save herself, and even more so to save the wind and cold, she endured the severe pain and crawled to the side of the dead man to grope for the dead man's clothes, she wanted to see if there was anything else on the dead man that could be used.

Sure enough, the dead man had a fire fold on his body, and there was also a short blade, although two things were found tightly, but some were better than nothing.

There was snow all around, and the nearest foot of the mountain was far away, how long they had been unconscious under the snow, she didn't know, although she was very worried about the master, but she thought that the master's martial arts were strong at least not her turn to worry, after all, it was her and the wind and the night cold who would die.

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