There are also a few clusters of branches growing on the cliff face, which are hard and slightly sharp.

Jing Chen looked at the red shadow that was constantly beaten and scratched by the branches, his eyes were full of worry and anxiety, the cliff here is not particularly high but it fell so quickly, coupled with the branches and leaves on the cliff wall and the dense woods at the bottom of the cliff, if it crashes like this, although it leaves a life, it must be seriously injured.

Seeing that Tingyao hit several tree trunks and fell, Jingchen didn't have time to think more, regardless of the injury that was still bleeding from his shoulder, he immediately cast a trick, and a beam of white-blue light wrapped Tingyao and slowed down the speed of falling, but Jingchen himself vomited a large pool of blood.

Taking advantage of the fact that the light cluster turned into stars and dispersed, Jing Chen endured the pain of twisting his internal organs and quickly grabbed Ting Yao, turned around, and padded under Ting Yao.

After a quick glance at Tingyao's gray face that had been cut out of a few bloody cuts, he held her head tightly to his chest, secretly glad that there was no major injury, but at the same time he was annoyed that he had lost his sword.

Jing Chen glanced down at the woods that were getting closer and closer, and the hand holding Ting Yao tightened a little, bent his head slightly and pressed his chin against the top of Ting Yao's head, and a pair of starry eyes slowly closed.

Only a few muffled snorts and scraping sounds were heard, Jing Chen hugged Tingyao from the dense treetops all the way to the crossed branches, and then smashed into the slope full of rubble, crushing the gravel and the two of them fell to the ground, which was regarded as picking up a life.

Ting Yao's body was already in tatters, with large and small scratches on her face, arms, and legs, and a huge wound was torn in her calf, which was bleeding.

Jing Chen on the side struggled to prop himself up, touched the faintly painful forehead, and a few drops of blood fell, as if thinking of the unconscious Ting Yao, and hurriedly looked at it and saw that Ting Yao had fallen in one place, and was about to get up to look for it, but was stabbed into a cold sweat by a piercing pain, and then found that his thigh was pierced by a thicker branch, and his leg bone was broken, and he smiled helplessly for a while.

"Silly, you owe me a leg, I remember ......"

Jing Chen sighed inaudibly, pursed his lips and gritted his teeth to pull out the branch at his thigh, the messy hair on his forehead stuck to his cheeks because of the cold sweat flowing from the pain, and before he could catch his breath a little, Jing Chen tried his best to stop the blood gushing out of the wound, and then collected the momentum and gathered the somewhat empty aura at Dan Yuan, and crawled towards Ting Yao little by little.

After seeing that Ting Yao was fine, Jing Chen breathed a sigh of relief, but when he saw the tear on Ting Yao's calf, his brows wrinkled unconsciously, and he laboriously tore off a clean cloth from his inner lining to bandage the wound, and then carefully brushed away the hair on Ting Yao's face, and gently lifted her up to face him, the two palms faced each other, and Jing Chen gave Ting Yao what little spiritual power he had left.

The blue and white intertwined spiritual power slowly flowed from the palms of the two, and then wrapped around Ting Yao's arm slowly gathered in the dantian, Jing Chen watched Ting Yao, whose face slowly recovered, finally relieved, but his own face was extremely pale, and his lips were also white and chapped.

When the last bit of spiritual power disappeared, Jing Chen blinked his sloppy eyes and wanted to take a closer look at Ting Yao, but he couldn't hold back the dizziness that was getting heavier and heavier, and as soon as he rolled his eyes, he held Ting Yao's hand and fell to the side and passed out.

Ting Yao still closed her eyes, but her face slowly became rosy, and the rainbow beads on her neck seemed to sense something, trembling and floating out of Ting Yao's neckline, emitting a little red light, and after a while, the silver-red long sword swirled down from above and landed steadily beside Ting Yao, and all the wounds on Ting Yao's body also recovered at a very fast speed.

Soon the light of the rainbow bead disappeared, quietly sticking to Ting Yao's neck, and after all the wounds recovered, Ting Yao's body tilted and fell to the side again, but the hand held by Jing Chen moved slightly, and then there was no movement.

The slightly ragged red and black figures lay crookedly, occasionally hearing a little even breathing.

"Mother, where is Daddy? Daddy said he was going to show me the most beautiful golden skeleton flower in the Demon Domain. ”

"Who? who's talking?"

Listening to Yao slowly opened her eyes, she couldn't see or feel anything except the black that she couldn't see her fingers, including her own hands and feet, but she could hear the sound that kept echoing and her own voice.

"You obediently sleep well, Daddy will be here soon. ”

Another gentle and calm voice came, Ting Yao only felt that his consciousness was chaotic, and it seemed that there was a backlog of many unknown things to erupt, and he didn't have time to think about whose voice it was, and he kept knocking on Ting Yao's consciousness one after another.

"Why didn't they move?"

"Brother, I'm afraid ......"

"Be good, don't be afraid, with my brother here, no one can touch you!"

All kinds of voices echoed in Tingyao's ears alternately, making her suffocate as if she was drowning, she didn't know who these people were who they spoke, and she didn't know why these voices kept repeating themselves to her, the only thing she could feel was an indescribable grief and hatred.

"I'm sorry, I'm thinking about the West Pole—"

"Shut up!

Hearing the sound again, Ting Yao was about to have a splitting headache, and the feeling of tearing and exploding was about to torture Ting Yao crazy, and he could only try to use his own faint roar to stop the piercing sound.

"People turn into dust and be loyal to themselves...... I'm scared, I'm thinking about danger......"

"Ah——!h

A piercing scream came out, and Ting Yao sat up in shock with a sweat, panting constantly, and his eyes were a little hollow, and after a while, he blinked in a panic, touched his dirty hair and face with one hand, and looked down at some tattered clothes before looking at the lush patches around him, and slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity.

"It's a dream again......"

Ting Yao shook her slightly aching head vigorously, and was a little dazed for a while, compared to the previous nightmares, she didn't remember anything after the nightmares, but this time she could remember a few sporadic sounds, and at the same time sighed helplessly, she was in such a dangerous situation, and the nightmare still had to haunt her, which really gave people a headache.

After coming back to his senses, Ting Yao seemed to remember that he had fainted due to sudden pain before, but the clip of falling off the cliff after stabbing Jing Chen with a sword flashed in his mind.

She shook her head, feeling that she was stupid in her nightmare to think of such an excessive thing, but when she moved her hand to get up, she saw Jing Chen, who was holding her hand and lying unconscious, and then saw the injury on Jing Chen's shoulder, and realized that she really almost killed Jing Chen.

"Jingchen ......"

Hearing Yao hurriedly knelt down to Jingchen with a panicked face, carefully supported Jingchen in the crook of his arm, and gently wiped the stains on his face for him little by little with his cuffs, only to see that the handsome face was so white that it was not like words, and then saw Jingchen's bloodstained appearance, Tingyao's tears fell on Jingchen's long eyelashes and crossed the corners of Jingchen's mouth.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Jingchen...... Jingchen, wake up......"

Listening to Yao hugging Jing Chen and crying over and over again, in addition to feeling guilty and sad, there was also a little unknown emotion in her heart that made her panic, she didn't know why she almost killed Jing Chen, but Jing Chen's current appearance must have nothing to do with herself, so after wiping the tears on her face with her sleeve, she carefully put Jing Chen down and began to chant and cast spells.

"Jingchen, you hold on!"

Hearing Yao immediately closed his eyes and crossed his legs to rest, and began to operate the spiritual power around his body, with a twist of his hands and a dozen sword fingers, a stream of blue spiritual power mixed with a little red silk was continuously transmitted to Jing Chen's body.

Although Ting Yao wondered that her spiritual power had become a little strange, she didn't care about saving people and concentrated on casting the spell without thinking about it.

Soon, the wounds on Jing Chen's shoulders and thighs slowly healed, and Ting Yao wiped the sweat from his forehead, grabbed Jing Chen's hand, and began to probe the pulse with his spiritual sense.

After a while, Ting Yao put down Jing Chen's hand with a worried face, and then gently pressed his hands on the back of his abdomen, and then pinched Jing Chen's leg bone, only to hear a muffled snort, Ting Yao hurriedly let go of his hand and looked at Jing Chen's tightly frowning face.

"Jingchen?"

After listening to Yao's tentative call twice and finding that there was no response, he bit his lip and tried to gather the spiritual power of his whole body on his hands, and then grabbed Jing Chen's broken leg bone and pinched it hard, and at the same time poured all the spiritual power into the leg bone, and after a while, Jing Chen's fracture was healed.

Fine beads of sweat on Jing Chen's forehead kept coming out, and Tingyao, who was a little exhausted, couldn't care about his sweating profusely and wiped Jing Chen's face clean

The hot temperature from his subordinates made Ting Yao frown, and after looking around and not seeing any water source, Ting Yao didn't delay any longer, and helped Jingchen up and carried him behind him, although Jingchen's two legs were still dragging on the ground.

"It's so heavy......"

Listening to Yao's muffled snort, he glanced at the saber hanging on his arm and the unconscious Jingchen on his back, and sighed quietly, every step he took was very difficult, and the sweat on his forehead was also falling down one by one.

But before he walked a little distance, Ting Yao didn't stand firmly, and even fell heavily to the ground with Jingchen.

"Jingchen!"

Hearing Yao helped Jing Chen up in a panic, and after confirming that Jing Chen was fine, the corners of his mouth began to sobble again, but the movements in his hands did not stop, and he once again hunched Jing Chen on his back and tied Jing Chen with his belt by the way, in case he fell and injured himself again.

In the huge jungle, not to mention the water of the stream and lake, even a puddle can't be seen, Ting Yao dragged Jingchen for a long time and didn't find a drinkable water source, and the temperature on his back is getting higher and higher, which makes Ting Yao feel a little anxious, plus there are a lot of stumbling along the way, and the pain from the soles of his feet has made Ting Yao a little unable to support it.

Ting Yao stopped, raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his face, he didn't expect to see an overgrown cave not far away as soon as he raised his eyelids, and he hesitated for a while, this place infested by various beasts is inevitably a little dangerous.

She glanced sideways at Jingchen, who was still unconscious on her back, then looked at the cave, gritted her teeth, and continued to drag Jingchen towards the cave slowly.