Chapter 25: Jingle Bell

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On the edge of this cliff, Mu Chen didn't know how many times He Wu Fan had fought against him, his arms were a little numb, and he was getting weaker and weaker. And after a fight, the ice blade in his hand was not steel after all, and finally broke.

All that was left was the short dagger in his hand, which still had a little ice slag in his hand.

"Die!"

Wu Fan's face was hideous, as if he was winning, a knife slashed towards Mu Chen, and after the latter dodged sideways, suddenly the knife move changed, turning into a stab, and the tip of the knife was like a poisonous dragon, devouring Mu Chen's left chest.

Mu Chen's complexion was immersed to the extreme, and he also knew that everything had reached a critical moment. Then he suddenly made an unbelievable move.

The body tried its best to the right side slightly, so that the tip of the knife stabbed from the left ribs, and then the whole person approached Wu Fan. It was as if he was stabbed and had to fight against Wu Fan.

And suddenly, under Mu Chen's left rib, the cold condensed, and the inside of his arm, armpit, and waist were covered with a layer of cold ice, and he reached out and clamped the horizontal knife under his armpit. In the blink of an eye, the horizontal knife was also covered with a layer of ice, so that Wu Fan couldn't pull it out.

Using his own body as bait, he firmly fixed Wu Fan's horizontal knife with the help of frost!

Mu Chen exhausted all his spiritual power, and used it in the ice this time, which can be said to be a broken cauldron, if it can't be solved this time, then he himself will no longer have the strength to fight again!

Wu Fan's eyes showed horror, and he watched Mu Chen come closely, but he forgot his movements, and he didn't have time to react, so he stood in place, stupid.

Mu Chen had injuries on his right forearm, even to the bones. Therefore, the right hand below the wrist is not able to exert strength. But Mu Chen came out of his wrist, and he had an elbow!

The arm was bent, the elbow was outward, and with the hard bones, the most violent elbow blow was released, one, two, and three times to hit Wu Fan's chest.

How hard are Mu Chen's bones? The bones of his elbows can even explode trees, although his body is weak now, and his strength is not at its peak. But it should not be underestimated, not to mention that Wu Fan has been hit more than once?

Suddenly, Wu Fan's body stiffened, his chest collapsed, and the sound of cracking bones sounded, and then he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and sprayed Mu Chen's face.

"Little rabbit, I'm dead, don't you want to live alone!"

Wu Fan stared at Mu Chen deadly, suddenly gave up the horizontal knife in his hand, and then wrapped his hands around Mu Chen, holding Mu Chen firmly, no matter how hard Mu Chen tried, he didn't let go!

Then, Wu Fan used his most powerful strength to kick his feet, and the two of them rushed towards Mu Chen's back together. The latter only felt empty under his feet, and then both of them took off and fell down the cliff!

Mu Chen only felt a splitting headache, and the excessive consumption of mental power made him extremely tired, and he was going to be unconscious in the next moment. He didn't have the strength to have his hands and feet, otherwise he wouldn't have been hugged by Wu Fan just now, and he couldn't resist.

However, after Wu Fan jumped off the cliff with Mu Chen in his arms, it seemed that the most obsession had finally passed, and the whole person finally passed away and died.

Mu Chen let out a low roar in his throat, and with all his last strength, he kicked Wu Fan who was pulling out of his body away, and then Wu Fan's body loaded on the rock wall, and then fell towards Lu. Mu Chen, on the other hand, followed this reaction force, moved a few points in the air, and fell towards the clear stream.

At a height of more than ten meters, even if a person is intact, if he falls, at least he will break his arm and leg, and it is possible to die directly if he is unlucky. And Mu Chen's situation at this time can't afford to toss like this.

Therefore, he can only use the most powerful strength to seek a trace of vitality for himself.

With the buffer of the stream, if you don't fall into the hard ground, maybe there is still hope for life.

As for the results

Grandpa, please bless me.

This thought flashed through Mu Chen's mind, and finally he couldn't hold on and passed out. Before leaving, it seemed that the sound of water splashing and splashing was crisp and pleasant

Jingle, ding, ding.

The crisp sound of bells, accompanied by the sound of gurgling water, resounded beside the stream.

"Clank, slow down, don't fall!" an old man's voice sounded unhurriedly, his tone was gentle, but full of doting.

"Grandpa, I know what to say!" replied a voice that sounded like a bell, and continued to bounce down the stream.

This is a little girl carved in pink, dressed in red, with a bell tied to each of her hands and feet, and one hanging from her chest. So when I walked, it was so unpleasant.

The little girl looked to be no more than twelve or thirteen years old, with her jet-black hair delicately combed into braids and jumping at the back of her head. The eyebrows and eyes are soft, and when you smile, your mouth is like a quiet crescent moon. At first glance, it is a little beauty embryo.

But the fly in the ointment is that this little girl named Jingle Bell, whose eyes should be like stars in the sky, are as dull as dust under those delicate eyebrows, and even a little dull, and she can't see any brilliance.

It's like a flaw on a beautiful jade, which makes people sigh when they see it. Why did God give her such loveliness and beauty, but deprive her of the light of her eyes.

This little girl turned out to be a blind person!

As for the grandfather behind him, he is a radiant old man, wearing a light blue robe, looking very elegant, with his hands behind his back, walking with the wind, and his steps are steady, he is also a martial artist!

The grandfather and grandson walked by the stream under the cliff of the Xiling Mountains, and they were not afraid of the danger of fierce beasts here!

The old man followed the little girl two paces away, so that if the latter had any situation, he could go up and help as soon as possible. Suddenly, the old man's expression moved, and he looked towards the upper reaches of the stream, and after three or five seconds, there was a faint red floating along the clear stream, and then there was a figure, dragged by the stream, stumbling and drifting.

At this time, the little girl seemed to react, and her little hand played twice in the water, and asked, "Grandpa, is there something coming upstream?"

The old man nodded, "Dingdong, your perception has improved again is an injured boy who looks like he fell off a cliff." Let's go around him and keep walking. ”

"Grandpa, since we met, let's save him. If we don't care about him, he'll die. ”

The old man shook his head, "Ding Dong, Jianghu people, Jianghu affairs." This kid was covered with knife wounds, maybe he was chased and killed by the enemy. It's better for us not to get involved. ”