Mo Zhongqing's heart suddenly cooled half, although it was not a cliff below, it was also the turbulent river torrent, even if he fell down, he didn't know where it would be washed away by the river, not to mention how could this cliff break out of thin air, what force made that place collapse?

"And did that man sense the danger of the cliff in advance and hurriedly turn back to save Bai Suyi?"

For a while, all kinds of questions came to him, and Mo Zhongqing couldn't take care of it, so he hurriedly probed Ding Dong's snort, and found that the little girl was just unconscious, so she put it flat on the ground, and quickly stepped forward to take a look. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was only thirty or forty steps from Jingle Dong to the cliff, but this was just a few steps, but Mo Zhongqing felt extremely frightened, he had clearly heard the angry shouts and snorts of the man under the cliff, but there was obviously nothing under the cliff, what was fighting with the man?

What could make the man who was fighting against the heavenly thunder angry? And what made him even more anxious was that he had never heard Bai Suyi make the slightest sound, even if it was just an exclamation.

With this apprehensive mood, Mo Zhongqing hurried to the cliff and looked down, but saw that the man was hanging above the river, holding the unconscious Bai Suyi in one hand, and the other hand frequently applied his palm to the river water.

This palm power and cultivation are no surprise to Mo Zhongqing, but under the dark and dreary river, the water flows in a chaotic manner, as if something is stirring in it! The more Mo Zhongqing looks, the more frightened he becomes, and suddenly, bubbles began to bubble on the surface of the river, and a large shadow suddenly appeared under the boiling river, and two "lanterns" as bright as day appeared in the shadows.

Before Mo Zhongqing could see clearly, the surface of the river changed again, a huge whirlpool was gradually forming, as time passed, the center of the whirlpool had sunk several feet out of thin air, and the speed was getting faster and faster, as if something had suddenly sucked the water in! The man saw that his expression suddenly sank, and he immediately looked up, threw Bai Suyi away, and roared: "Catch! Run as far as you can with the princess!"

This sudden change made Mo Zhongqing want to reach out and pick it up, and when he grabbed the cuffs of Bai Suyi, the whirlpool in the river was full of angry waves and surged up rapidly, and he heard the man roar hard, even though he was swallowed by the fierce water, but the muddy water did not give up, only to see the flood wave higher than the wave, and in an instant, the huge shadow in the water slammed the cliff with the muddy water, and as soon as the mountains shook and the sand and rocks just rose, Mo Zhongqing was knocked upside down by a huge spray force and fainted a few feet away from the cliff, holding a piece of white sleeve in his hand, where was there a half-cent figure of Bai Suyi beside him？

All this happened as quickly as it went, like a torrential rain that disappeared without a trace. When Jiang Xia disappeared and the sky was dark and there was no light, a little fire at the cliff was brighter than the starry sky.

The fire is weak but strong, and although it has been swayed by the river wind several times, it has not been extinguished.

If you look closely, a thin figure is carrying the wind outlet, using her thin body bones to block the dampness and cold in the river breeze for the fire and Mo Zhongqing nearby.

This person is a jingle of herself, and she has no power to take Mo Zhongqing to a sheltered place in the woods to rest, so she can only light a fire at the mouth of this cliff. She was afraid that Mo Zhongqing, who was in a coma, would not be able to sleep well and would not wake up earlier, so she used her knees as Mo Zhongqing's headrest. Even though her knees were already sore, she still didn't move.

Mo Zhongqing, who was in a coma, didn't know this, because he was in a dream, he dreamed that his clothes were covered with blood and were gnawed by a group of fish and shrimp, and his hands and feet were broken and there was no one intact. Mo Zhongqing looked at her bloodless face, how could she get a painful word in her heart, and at this moment, the head suddenly opened her eyes, and said expressionlessly: "Why didn't you catch me? You deliberately let go, right? You murderer, return my life!"

At this point in the dream, Mo Zhongqing suddenly screamed, sat up in shock, gasped and opened his eyes to see, where was there Bai Suyi around, where were there still dreams that seemed to be real and illusory, except for a pile of firelight and a dark night.

A gust of night wind blew, and the cold sweat on his body made him more awake, knowing that it was just a dream, and Su Yi would be fine, thinking like this, he just wanted to get up when he heard someone behind him: "Are you awake?"

Mo Zhongqing immediately turned around when he heard the sound, only to find that the person behind him was a half-kneeling jingling, and then said a little absentmindedly: "Well, it's a little windy here, let's go to the forest." ”

Ding Dong said "Okay", just wanted to get up but forgot that he had been in this kneeling position for more than an hour, these feet just exerted, and suddenly fell back, fortunately, Mo Zhongqing next to him was quick to do not fall, but his face was a little blushing and said: "I'm sorry, Ding Dong is useless, I can't even stand steadily......"

Mo Zhongqing wanted to comfort him casually, but suddenly remembered that the restrest of his head was soft when he got up just now, and he suddenly understood in his heart. He immediately picked up Ding Dong with both hands, leaned over to take a closer look, and found that Ding Dong's knees were red, and his ankles and calves were even more stained with mud marks, seeing this, Mo Zhongqing immediately rubbed Ding Dong's feet, frowned, and said, "Does it hurt?"

Ding Dong's cheeks were dizzy, slightly dimple, and he shook his head and said: "It doesn't hurt, Ding Dong is also of this use, I didn't expect that the silver bell didn't work for that uncle, but caused trouble......"

Mo Zhongqing gently rubbed his calf and comforted: "This knee is swollen like this and you still say that you are useless? By the way, how did you find here, no one attacked you on the road?"

Ding Dong paused, and said: "Actually, Ding Dong was so scared when he was in the carriage alone, seeing that you and my sister had not come back, they came to look for you, at first they looked in the direction you went, but they had no clue, and then they heard a few bangs here, and they came running." By the way, Sister Suyi was arrested by that uncle? Ding Dong was really useless and passed out in the end......"

The jingle gradually choked up when he spoke, although Mo Zhongqing was also empathetic and anxious, but he pretended to smile on his face and said with relief: "It's okay, although the masked man ran away, but I have a clue, let's go and get the plain clothes back!"

Although Mo Zhongqing still had many doubts in his heart, these words were not fake, and he suddenly laughed with relief when he listened to it in his arms, but he seemed to be a little reluctant and a little guilty, as if a person knew what the result would be but couldn't say it.

Obviously, Ding Dong knew something from beginning to end, but she couldn't say it, and it was this "can't say" that made her feel guilty about Mo Zhongqing and Bai Suyi day by day.