Dark clouds rolled in, and in an instant torrential rain poured down.

Gao Yucheng jumped into the abyss.

Mr. Nanhua's laughter resounded across the earth. "Is it dead? Finally, the spirit of the heavens that can tell the lives of more than 400 people of the Wei Gu Clan..."

"Everything should be over. ”

The rain stopped completely.

It's dusk.

There is not necessarily a sunset every day, but there is a dusk every day.

The sunset on this day was particularly brilliant. Mr. Nanhua waited until dusk to leave. He stopped in the rain and re-examined the surroundings, looking down at the abyss, the cliff was covered with moss and weeds, and he panicked.

"Gao Yucheng jumped from here, is it possible that he will still live?" Mr. Nanhua asked himself.

"Can the Abyss Cliff Survive?"

"There is no way," said the beggar monk.

"Are you sure"

"Of course"

"The best way to be sure of one thing is..."

The monk and the beggar heard that Mr. Nanhua's tone was wrong, and they were about to turn back.

Mr. Nanhua suddenly slammed the monk and the beggar behind their backs, knocking them off the cliff...

"Try it for yourself!"

"No..."When the woman saw Mr. Nanhua knocking the two off the cliff, she couldn't help but let out a sound, turned around and drew her sword to escape...

Mr. Nanhua moved faster. I would never have seen Mr. Nanhua wield a sword!

The blood flows slowly...

The scenery of the sunset is infinitely good, and it will eventually go into darkness.

At the bottom of the abyss, the tall jungle covers the sky, and the miasma is always swirling, and even the sunlight is not easy to shine in.

The deep black quagmire exuded a faint mud, and Gao Yucheng fell into the quagmire from the high cliff. Of course, then fell monks and beggars.

After all, people are not as good as heaven, and Mr. Nanhua never imagined that there would be a quagmire under this abyss.

The quagmire is the rain that has been accumulated all year round, fallen leaves, rotten matter of various insects and plants, full of swamp gas, and the mud in the quagmire is very soft, so the three of them were not killed when they came down from the abyss.

On the third day of falling into the mire, the trio woke up.

"Not dead?"

Gao Yucheng woke up to find that he was surrounded by trees and that he was in a quagmire.

As soon as Gao Yucheng looked up, he found that there were two people on the opposite side of the quagmire.

He could see clearly that it was a beggar and a monk.

"How could these two people jump off?" Gao Yucheng didn't know that Mr. Nanhua would knock the two into the abyss.

Gao Yucheng tried to move, but found that he couldn't move his hands and feet in this quagmire, so he tried again.

"Not good!"

Gao Yucheng found himself sinking in the quagmire. Gao Yucheng immediately calmed down.

I can't struggle in this quagmire, I'm afraid I'll sink deeper and deeper...

After a while, the monks and beggars whose martial arts skills were a little lower also woke up.

As soon as the monk and the beggar woke up, they found themselves in a quagmire, and they were also shocked that they were not dead, and then they saw Gao Yucheng opposite.

Gao Yucheng was also looking at the two.

"You're not dead?"

"Neither of you are dead, so how can I die?"

The two found that Gao Yucheng was a few steps away from each other, and immediately struggled, wanting to kill Gao Yucheng!

Some people, good can become bad, bad can be good, but some people, good will never become bad, bad will never become good.

Now in the quagmire are the latter two categories of people.

The two struggled only to find themselves sinking. dog

"What's going on?" the monk and the beggar were shocked.

"Not good"

The two did not calm down and continued to struggle, only to find that their bodies continued to sink.

"Don't move!"

It was Gao Yucheng who told them, but how could they be willing to believe that the enemy would help them?

The greatness of people xing, perhaps they will never know.

The only death through the ages.

The two continued to struggle to escape from the quagmire, but they continued to sink until only one head remained.

Finally, the two of them didn't dare to move. Shouting for help!

Gao Yucheng smiled. He laughed at this time, because he really couldn't imagine that the two of them would call for help under this abyss?

"Gao Yucheng, what are you laughing at?" The quagmire was about to reach the noses of the two of them, but the beggar monk still asked him angrily.

Gao Yucheng responded with a smile: "I'm laughing at the two of you calling for help under the abyss, how can there be anyone under this abyss?"

As soon as the two heard Gao Yucheng's words, they also felt that it was a bit stupid to do this, and immediately stopped shouting for help, but after a while, they found that they did not sink. After a while, I realized that I had lifted it up.

"This quagmire will move on its own?"

"Yes, the quagmire is flowing slowly, and if we need time, we will all go to the shore."

"Still, I think I got there first. Gao Yucheng said with a smile.

"You..."

People are not counted as heavens.

"Is there anyone? Is there anyone? Who just shouted for help?" a woman's voice came in the direction of the quagmire.

"How's anyone?"

Gao Yucheng couldn't believe that there would really be someone under this abyss. Then I saw a girl.

A girl in plain clothes, with a wooden hairpin on her head, and a small flower basket.

"Female benefactor, help! we are here...", the monk hurriedly echoed.

The little girl hurried a few steps to the quagmire.

"Where did you come from, and why did you end up in the mire?" the little girl asked with big eyes, looking at the three of them.

"Little girl, you are doing well, we are collecting medicine on the top of the mountain, we don't want a sudden rainstorm, accidentally fall off the cliff, you can save us from the quagmire...", the beggar said in a pitiful tone.

"Okay! I'll find a long stick to pull you up now!"

The little girl put down the flower basket and ran into the woods to look for a long time, and found a long wooden stick, which was about to stretch out in the direction of the monk and beggar in the mud.

"Wait, little girl,"

"This son, don't worry, don't worry, I'll save you later," the little girl said simply. She seemed to feel that Gao Yucheng was afraid that she would not save him.

Gao Yucheng was in the quagmire at this time, and when he saw that this little girl saved the monk and the beggar first, he was secretly worried about the little girl. When the little girl said this, he stopped talking.

The little girl rescued the monk and beggar from the quagmire and was about to save herself.

"Little girl, slow down!"

The monk beggar stopped the little girl.

"What's wrong?"

"Amitabha, thank you to the female benefactor for saving her life, but the little girl Bodhisattva has a heart, but the son in the quagmire is not a good person!"

"Oh, great monk, you said this son, isn't he a good person?"

"Yes, I'm afraid that the female benefactor will save him from the quagmire, but he will be in danger..."The monk nodded and said with a kind face,

"No, I don't think this son is like a bad person."

"I know the face but I don't know the heart," the beggar had grabbed the long wooden stick in the little girl's hand with one hand.

"Little girl, you go back, let me save him"

The beggar took the stick from the little girl's hand and folded it in two.

"Female donor, go back quickly! Don't get burned!"

The monk's tone suddenly turned cold!