Qiu Guanghan was very light, and Zhuo Yan easily took her to slip up. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Qiu Guanghan seemed to be a little scared, but fortunately, in the middle of the night, she was not as good as Zhuo Yan's ability to see things secretly, and the cliffs were just blurry, and this tension was somewhat diluted.

Well, now you've been to the highest place. Zhuo Yan smiled.

Look, Brother Qu An is not here. Qiu Guanghan's tone was also half-joking.

It turns out that you really came to him. Zhuo Yan said with a smile.

Not really. Qiu Guanghan smiled. I just want to thank you.

Thank me, no.

You've been helping me for a long time - and I know you still hate me, but you can't shake off my baggage, whether it's because you have a gambling contract or because you promised Qu An. Or maybe you just like to gamble, you like to do the most exciting things, you like to put yourself in the most dangerous situation - and you do it on purpose. No matter what the reason is, you still helped me, and I shouldn't be too much to say thank you?

Zhuo Yan said with a smile, then I will accept it. But are there any more tangible benefits?

If I could get out of this Suzaku Villa, I would have been able to find a way, but for now—she smiled bitterly. If you were me, would you feel like life is worse than death in my current situation?

In fact, as a woman, I basically don't have a good time in this place. Zhuo Yan said. You're already pretty good. Do you think that Liu Envoy never betrayed his body to Suzaku? Have you ever remembered Su Fufeng -- if it wasn't for Qu An, the person who named her to the Divine Monarch at the beginning, she would have been the meat on the Anvil of the Divine Monarch sooner or later. You haven't been touched for so long, in fact, because Suzaku is also a little scared - because he knows that you have the ability to deceive him without his mind, and he is not sure that he can really be sober, so he doesn't dare to see you; He tore your clothes, in my opinion, because he couldn't control himself in front of you!

Really, he doesn't look like a lustful person, who has such a weakness?

If he wasn't lustful, how could he have coveted Qu An so far - so I can excuse myself, because I took you out of there, and who's to say that I'm not helping him?

Qiu Guanghan said. If you can really use this method to protect yourself, I won't be worried.

When I need you to worry. Zhuo Yan smiled.

That...... That's it......

When Qiu Guanghan said this, Zhuo Yan noticed that her eyes were full of despair—that was the despair she had been trying to hide, and at this last moment, it finally overflowed.

She stood on the top of the "cold" mountain, the highest place. She took a deep breath, as if to suck up the desolation of the glacier's top.

Maybe Zhuo Yan hadn't been in the Vermilion Bird Cave for too long, so his eyes were really not as sharp as he thought. Therefore, when Qiu Guanghan jumped forward, no matter how light his body was, he could only chase down with a force of ten thousand jun, Zhuo Yan's fastest reaction was only to reach out and fish—but only caught the wind.

He could not have imagined that she would be cold for him to bring her up, only because she wanted to jump from this high place, and put an end to all humiliation and dignity, all indifference and desire, all hatred and affection, all illusion or truth.

He rushed to the edge of the cliff, and his shouts were drowned out by the cold and howling wind. He couldn't understand -- why could a woman like Qiu Guanghan be so vulnerable? Would she be like any other woman, looking for death and life because of some mood swings? Is she really disheartened? Is it worth it?

He slid down the "Unbearable Cold" and ran wildly towards the river along the shortest shortcut. It's just that the night has already swallowed her figure, and she can only hear the deafening tide. At this moment, he only felt that his whole body was cold, and even his face was stinged by the cold wind.

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He rushed out of the mountain gate, and the flood tide outside Sichuan was turbulent. Not to mention that it was at night, even during the day, there was no trace of the body. Besides, he had no way of telling if she had fallen into the water, or whether she would be found in the valley early tomorrow morning.

Without thinking about anything, he jumped into the water. This biting cold glacial meltwater only made Zhuo Yan paralyzed his hands and feet after only a few rounds. No matter how strong the internal strength is, people can't fight this natural force. He was swept by the tide and rushed forward. It only took a few blows of ice and dark stones to smash him all over his body.

If you fall from such a high place, even if you fall into the water, you will probably not be lucky, even if you don't fall to your death, you will freeze to death, even if the pure yin body does not freeze to death, you will be crushed to death by the dark ice - at least, Zhuo Yan is not far from death now, and he still jumped into the water from the shore by himself.

He finally realized that he would be dying if he went any further, and in a panic he pulled out the golden wire saw and flicked it like a chain, and finally he was lucky enough to get stuck on something near the shore. He barely balanced, but the water was still rushing endlessly. He felt that his strength had been drained by the cold, and the tremendous thrust and frozen knuckles made him unable to hold the golden wire saw any longer, and as soon as his hand loosened, he fell downstream with the water.

Well, he knew he had given up.

But the terrain has slowed down. He inadvertently tiptoed. It's a shoal. The golden wire saw finally pulled him closer to the shore. He stood upright, rolled on all fours to the shore, and the water splashed in such a way that he choked.

He sat by the water, shivering from the cold, and his body was long gone. He suddenly felt funny. Qiu Guanghan, who are you? Why should I look for you like I have no mother?

He couldn't say it, but it was as if - except for extreme shock and astonishment - it was a heavy and heavy feeling of guilt, for he could have prevented it, but he had found nothing, and he had made her jump in front of him so easily, and he, who boasted of being so quick to react, could only touch a gust of wind!

Now it's all right. He lay on the ground exhausted, his hands over his face. Lingli, Qu An, what do I want you to explain?

He couldn't be still. She jumped and swayed in front of his eyes. If it were me, I wouldn't have been able to do it—I can't think of anything else in the world that would have made me do something like jumping off a cliff—how much courage would it take?

Well, count what I owe you in my last life. Suddenly, he stood up resolutely. I can't save your life, I'm going to find your body!"

He jumped into the water. It's different from Shicai, the water here is shallow, and the momentum is much smaller, and she-she should be "stranded", and she will never go any further. I'll start here and go back upstream.

He waded through the water, and the water soaked him in pain. After walking for a while, the water deepened again, and about his waist, he suddenly stepped on something.

This thing made him suddenly have a sense of foreboding, and he plunged down to touch it.

Qiu Guanghan's hairpin, her hairpin!

He clenched his hairpin, jumped out of the water, and shouted loudly.

The calf that was wading in the water was suddenly hit by something. How to describe this feeling? If a person is standing in the water in the middle of the night and is suddenly hit by a corpse in the leg, he will be half dead if he is not scared to death. Some people will scream loudly, and some people will be even more frightened, but they will not dare to make a sound.

After all, he had come to look for the corpse, but when he was suddenly hit like this in an almost desperate situation, he was really shocked and trembled.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly, hurriedly grabbed it, and dragged it up. It's strange, how could she be here after me?

But he understood it right away. Under the ice cliff was a lake, Qiu Guanghan fell from such a height, even if the lake was deep, it was enough for her to rush to the bottom of the lake at once, trapped by the sand and gravel. It's just that the water is always moving, and after a while, it gradually washes her out again, and little by little downstream.

He dragged her to the shore, and felt her pulse slightly, but her snort was gone. Under the starlight, I saw that her face was already pale, but that look, which was clearly a look that made Zhuo Yan know something and "regarded death as home", did not change, making him feel a kind of irony of "this time it is real".

No, no, maybe the water choked in and the breathing stopped. He rolled over her and pressed his knee against her stomach. Qiu Guanghan fell down, and water really flowed out of his mouth and nose. He slammed her in the chest again, until—it wasn't until dozens of strokes later that Qiu Guanghan suddenly choked on water, not so much exhaling as exhaling.

Zhuo Yan hadn't had time to be overjoyed, but found that after Qiu Guanghan choked on the water, his eyes were still closed. She was in a deep coma, and he wondered if she didn't want to wake up at all.

He laid her flat. At this moment he could not restrain himself - he never expected that he would have such a well-up of sorrow and sorrow, not because of her death, but because of this deep coma-this unknown pain that is not dead, that has not been cut off from the world, and that will continue on and on and on And he can only look at her like this at the moment, unable to wake her up, unable to let her die, and unable to predict and replace all the unknowns in her future.

He suddenly seemed to remember many, many things - he thought that he would not experience such helplessness again, because he had worked hard to change himself and had become a person who could solve most of the things in the world - but at this moment, he suddenly realized that there were some things that he could not do no matter how he did, just as some people, no matter how you look at it, cannot see through.

He was actually sad -- he knew that it was not for Qiu Guanghan, but for himself -- just because he didn't know what he had gained over the years -- he actually cried out loud in this starry night where no one was around.

Maybe tomorrow morning, when he recalls this night, he will feel very ridiculous - Qiu Guanghan's incident may really be just too small an episode in his life. But at the moment, he just felt that nothing could be more useful than tears.

After a long time, his emotions gradually calmed down. Why are you? I really can't understand you, everything you do, I can't predict. No one has ever harmed the watery pure yin - and you have chosen to die yourself!

Qiu Guanghan didn't move—she naturally couldn't move, she couldn't hear anything, she couldn't see, and she was no different from death. He picked her up and looked at her. She is so fragile, even if she is watery and pure yin, she is still a woman. Even I, Zhuo Yan, at this moment, want to protect you well and love you - is this your ability, or should it be?

I don't know if he was too sad and distracted, or if the others were so powerful that he didn't even feel anyone approaching - until it was close!

He was startled. The man seemed to have no intention of hurting him, and wanted to knock him down, and he didn't seem to notice that he was still holding a man in his arms—the shadow of the mountain was too deep after all. He flashed, the finger was off, and there was a sharp pain in the ribs, but Zhuo Yan turned around and tightened Qiu Guanghan, for fear of inadvertently falling her down.

There was no one here, except for the people in the lodge. But this man did not come out of the villa, but—came towards the villa!

When the man saw that one move was missed, he had already attacked with two moves without thinking, and Zhuo Yan suddenly recognized him after three moves.

It's you.

The man stopped in amazement.

Because of Zhuo Yan's voice, it was impossible for him not to hear it.

Zhuo Yan smiled wistfully. Well, great, it's great that you're here!

The other seemed to be hesitant to laugh. How can you be alone--the man you're holding is-

You see clearly. Zhuo Yan walked to the slightly brighter place. Actually, it wasn't needed - because the guy on the other side just didn't care about it before. He just had to look at it and he wouldn't recognize it.

Guanghan?......

He froze as if in a dream, breathless, and everything. He wanted to see her, but he was afraid to see her, he was here for her, but he didn't want to admit it was for her. She is Qiu Guanghan. It was Qiu Guanghan who he never forgot.

He's sharp.

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Zhuo Yan took the initiative to hand Qiu Guanghan into his arms.

The man is handed over to you. He said. Take good care of her.

Wait! What's going on? Ling Li grabbed Qiu Guanghan's body. She was soaking wet, wounded and cold.

See that over there, in the distance, is that dark shadow? Zhuo Yan pointed to the outline of a tall glacier in the distance.

How?

She jumped from there.

What? Ling Li hurriedly looked at Qiu Guanghan again, and was so shocked that he thought he had misheard.

Maybe she thinks that otherwise, she won't have a chance to leave this ghostly place. Zhuo Yan said lightly.

Ling Li looked at Qiu Guanghan's face in a daze. ...... No. It's me...... It's too late......

He hugged her tightly. Ahead is Suzaku Villa?, his tone was suddenly full of hostility.

Now that you're here, there's no need to hide it from you. Presumably, you are also exploring the way for Tuoba Gu. Please go back and tell the Qinglong Sect Master that Zhuo Yan is waiting in the village.

Not necessarily. Behind Ling Li, a voice was already heard.

Zhuo Yan was taken aback. It turns out that it's not just the vanguard who came tonight. He immediately laughed.

Star envoy Zhuo Yan is it? Tuoba in the shadows unceremoniously stretched out his hand, but Zhuo Yan couldn't escape, and he grabbed his wrist. He was also soaked and cold, and he was grabbed by this hand. It's hot on my wrist, and it tastes extremely weird.

You don't have to go back. Tuoba Gu also replied with a faint tone. Please come to my side as a guest.

Ouch, how dare you bother. Zhuo Yan smiled lightly in her mouth, but she smiled bitterly in her heart, and glanced at Qiu Guanghan.

Wake up, little girl, and say something nice to me. He said in his heart. Otherwise, I'm afraid it is...... Lives are not guaranteed.

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The group had set up camp miles away, fearing that they would be spotted if they got too close. Ling Li did take advantage of the late night to explore the way before, but he accidentally bumped into someone - he was also taken aback, so he immediately made a move, but he never thought that it would be Zhuo Yan - let alone Qiu Guanghan.

Regarding Zhuo Yan's statement, Tuoba Gu didn't believe it. Qiu Guanghan didn't wake up, and no one could prove that she had become like this, not because of Zhuo Yan's harm.

Fortunately, Su Fufeng, who was traveling with her, gave some explanations - because she still knew Zhuo Yan's care for Qiu Guanghan. Everyone was suspicious, so they had to first light Zhuo Yan on the acupoint, tie it up and throw it on the edge of the fire, and let someone take care of it.

Under the firelight, it was clear that Qiu Guanghan's forehead and body were covered with blood and bruises. If it was really jumping off the cliff, Jiang Fei said, it was because of the huge momentum that the body could not resist for a while and fainted. I had choked on water before, but fortunately I was relieved.

Tuoba Gu glanced at Zhuo Yan, then looked away, still looking at Qiu Guanghan.

If you are an ordinary person, in the water under the glacier, you will freeze to death. Jiang Fei said again. Even if it's Miss Qiu, it's better to let her roast the fire.

She glanced up at Shao Xuanye beside her—the latter had received the news of Gu Lao Xianfeng in Mingyue Villa, so he hurriedly brought a few people over.

And -- what about Lingli? She even turned her head to find him. He sat in a remote dark place, silently watching it all. He doesn't care about Qiu Guanghan, does he? Only, he was silent. His hand, from the moment he came back, grabbed Su Fufeng's hand.

Su Fufeng could feel the temperature of his hand. Not only was it cold from the fingertips to the palms of the hands, but it was also trembling slightly.

She didn't know what to say. She had no choice but to sit quietly with her in this far away.

She didn't even look at him, because she didn't look at it and knew all the past that was tumbling in his heart at the moment. All the fierce struggle and restraint, everything - she could feel it. She had no choice but to be indifferent. Mu Ran looked at the people by the fire from a distance with his gaze.

She hadn't woken up yet, so he could still be silent. What if she woke up, what if she came to talk to him?

Ling Li was also asking himself this question in his heart. Of course, he could think of an infinite number of rational answers at this moment, but - at that moment - the moment she stood in front of him - at that time, could he still resist soberly?

He finally understood that he still liked him, couldn't forget her, and couldn't let go of her. He held Su Fufeng's hand tighter, so tight that Su Fufeng was in pain. She knew that he was struggling. He was struggling hopelessly and helplessly. Just say you go, leave me alone, and he'll run away.

But she didn't say anything. She wanted to repeat it over and over again, and what was the point. In the end, she easily pushes you back, comes to me again, and feels sorry for me, but she beckons and you fly away - it is better for you to figure it out and make a decision, so that you don't have to repeat it. (To be continued.) )