Hua Wuying thought so, she did the same, and her inability to stabilize her body did not affect her unmistakably throwing out the thousand-year-old cold silk in her hand, and the cold thousand-year-old cold silk was not Bai Caiwei this time, but the ice box in Bai Caiwei's hand.

Bai Caiwei never thought that at such a life-and-death moment, Hua Wuying was not panicked, nor was she busy trying to protect herself, but was bent on taking the dry bone frost flower in her hand.

However, these are no longer important to Bai Caiwei today, because at this moment, she and Hua Wuying are under the collapsed mountain rocks, and they have fallen into the bottomless Tongling Cliff one after another......

Bai Caiwei knew that she only had one chance to deal with Leng Jiuming and Hua Wuying, and since she couldn't play her due role in Leng Jiuming, then she couldn't take Leng Jiuming and Hua Wuying again. But she won't let them go easily, she wants them to die together, to be buried together for herself, and to be buried for her master together!

Master! Your kindness can only be repaid by Caiwei today! Bai Caiwei closed her eyes and let herself fall into the cliff like a fallen leaf.

"Shadowless!" Leng Jiuming flew to the scene, grabbed Hua Wuying's hand and threw her far behind her, Hua Wuying was thrown to a safe place, but the momentum of Leng Jiuming's flying body was difficult to withdraw after pulling Hua Wuying again, and the whole person couldn't stop rushing forward, seeing that he was about to fall off the cliff.

At this moment, Hua Wuying's left hand grabbed Leng Jiuming's right hand, and Hua Wuying's left arm was also deeply pierced by sharp and sharp stones, and the blood quickly stained her red clothes, even if she couldn't see it, the bright red blood was dragging down her arm, drop by drop, drop by drop on Leng Jiuming's white clothes.

But Hua Wuying didn't care about these now, she threw aside the thousand-year-old cold silk containing the dry bone frost flower ice box, and held Leng Jiuming's hand tightly with both hands. She couldn't free her hand to pull out the stone thorn that was stuck in her arm, because as long as she relaxed a little, she would no longer be able to grasp Leng Jiuming's hand.

"Shadowless!" Leng Jiuming exclaimed, although his hand was held, the momentum of his body falling brought Hua Wuying down, and in this way, her arm would only hurt more and more, and the blood would only flow more and more!

Hua Wuying grabbed Leng Jiuming's hand tightly, Leng Jiuming's feet were a bottomless abyss, and when he looked up, he saw a white mist, and at the same time, there was a yellow leather rope tightly wrapped around Leng Jiuming's feet.

Hua Wuying's heart tightened, because she recognized that it was the leather rope that Bai Caiwei hung from her waist to cover the soft sword. That Bai Caiwei hadn't completely fallen off the cliff, but took advantage of Leng Jiuming's rescue to save her, and wrapped the leather rope around Leng Jiuming's feet.

"Hahaha...... I can't think of it...... I'm a dead ...... up there, too I'm going to bury you all here......" Bai Caiwei's intermittent arrogance came from the whistling mountain wind.

Hua Wuying only had his left hand to reach Leng Jiuming's hand, and his right hand was just clenching his left wrist to help prevent Leng Jiuming from continuing to slide down.

In this way, Leng Jiuming and Bai Caiwei's weight was all supported by Hua Wuying's injured and bleeding left arm. The wind in the mountains was strong, whistling and rolling, blowing Leng Jiuming's blood-stained white clothes into a hunting sound, the smell of blood was blown away by the cold mountain wind, the cold moonlight shone, and there were blood corpses and broken flesh everywhere in the distance, this scene was indescribable.

Blood slowly trickled down from Hua Wuying's left arm, and it smeared little by little on Leng Jiuming's white clothes, just like a red plum blooming in the ice and snow.

Hua Wuying's face was a little pale, and in the cold wind of the night, her whole person was slowly dragged towards the cliff. Originally, it was not easy for her injured hand to hold Leng Jiuming, but now Leng Jiuming was hung by Bai Caiwei, who was completely suspended in the air, how could she hold two people by herself?

But Hua Wuying's gaze was very firm, no matter what, she must not let go, and she must not watch Leng Jiuming fall from under her nose into the abyss.

"Jiuming, how are you?" The incomparably cold aura and successive banging sounds behind him just now, Hua Wuying knew that Leng Jiuming had used his ability again, and was very worried about Leng Jiuming's current situation.

"I'm fine, your hand ......" Leng Jiuming's voice was a little hoarse, because the true qi in his body was disordered, and now his face was not very good. But he didn't have time to care about his current situation, he frowned, his blue eyes fixed on the hand that held him tightly, and the blood was still slowly sliding down the fiery sleeve, dripping down his hand, and then down his hand to his white clothes.

"Shadowless ......" Leng Jiuming's hoarse voice called for Hua Wuying.

"What?" Hua Wuying's left arm was stabbed with a big wound, and she was now bleeding too much, and she couldn't help but feel a little dizzy, but she still didn't relax her grip on Leng Jiuming's hand, not at all. Hua Wuying wanted to try to pull Leng Jiuming up, but at the moment she couldn't lift her strength at all.

"Shadowless...... Let me go. Leng Jiuming knew that Hua Wuying was injured, and Bai Caiwei was still hanging under his feet, he didn't have enough of the leather rope tied to his feet, and he couldn't fight hard and kick, because that would only aggravate the injury on Hua Wuying's arm, and he would even be pulled off the cliff with Hua Wuying.

Now, the best way is to let Hua Wuying let go of her hand and let him go, so that she can retreat with her whole body, otherwise if she continues to consume like this, there will only be two results, either she will faint from excessive blood loss, or she will gradually lose her strength and be dragged into the cliff by him. No matter which of these two results is, Leng Jiuming does not want to see.

In this situation, Leng Jiuming still remained calm and reasonable, his voice had long since lost any coldness, some were just hoarse, he looked up at Hua Wuying in the cold moonlight, her entire upper body had been leaning out of the edge of the cliff, the whistling mountain wind blew her long hair that had already spread out, covered by the messy hair, Leng Jiuming couldn't see the anger on Hua Wuying's face, and said again: "I want you to let go." ”

He asked her to let go! He asked her to leave him alone! Just like that time at Dry Bone Peak, at Seven Star Lake, he once again asked her to leave regardless of his safety!

"You say it again?!" Hua Wuying's face turned even paler with anger, but she held Leng Jiuming's hand tighter, so tight that her entire left hand was trembling slightly.

"Shadowless, I want you to let go, let go of me. Leng Jiuming's voice was hoarse, but his tone was very calm, and even had an indescribable softness. Except for Hua Wuying, Leng Jiuming has never spoken so gently to anyone.