Zhou Qinghai stepped with his right foot, stood on the cliff with one foot, and stepped on the cliff in mid-air with one foot. Zhou Qinghai thought about Xue Yingying's appearance, and was reluctant to leave this woman he loved deeply. If it weren't for his momentary confusion, how could he do such a thing to hurt Yingying. When Zhou Qinghai's body was about to lean down the cliff, he heard Xue Yingying's mournful voice. Zhou Qinghai thought that Xue Yingying was standing behind him, withdrew his right foot, lowered his head and observed in front of him with the corner of his eye. In front of him was a lush forest, with only birds chirping over the trees. Zhou Qinghai thought that he had hallucinated about Xue Yingying too much. Zhou Qinghai raised his head in disappointment, there was no beautiful ketone body of Xue Yingying in front of his eyes. Although Zhou Qinghai always thinks about apologizing for his sins with death, in fact, Zhou Qinghai is still thinking in the deepest part of his heart, Xue Yingying, you come to tell me that you forgive me, will we be together forever. Everyone has hormones of both sexes in their bodies, although Zhou Qinghai's male hormones account for the majority, he still has a small amount of hormones in his body. How much Zhou Qinghai longs for God to bring Xue Yingying down from the sky, and recount his love with him. But everything was quiet, and he was the only one who stood here alone and wept. It was you who hurt the warbler, it was you who hurt the warbler, what face do you have to live in the world, pray for the forgiveness of the warbler. Zhou Qinghai turned around again and walked to the edge of the cliff step by step. Zhou Qinghai's right foot was once again in the air on the top of the cliff.

Xue Yingying stopped her pleasant crying voice, picked up her flute from the ground, and walked forward aimlessly. The direction that Xue Yingying was facing was exactly the direction that Zhou Qinghai left. Xue Yingying walked like a lonely leaf in the direction Zhou Qinghai left. Xue Yingying is different from Zhou Qinghai, Zhou Qinghai is hindered by the restrictions of feudal etiquette, although he longs to see Xue Yingying in his heart, but the etiquette that has accumulated in his mind for many years tells him that you can't go. Xue Yingying has lived freely since she was a child, and she disdains the cruel feudal etiquette. Xue Yingying's beloved person is gone, far away, although she wants to break through the mountains and mountains that stand in front of her, he can also break through the mountains. But Zhou Qinghai's heart has been locked in a cage with chains, and he himself is unwilling to get out of the cage, and when he knows that she is the daughter of the head of the Heavenly Wolf Sect, he will definitely leave her. Ben was counting on them to spend a few more days together at ease, but he didn't expect it. Long pain is better than short pain, Xue Yingying's head repeated this sentence mechanically. In the early morning, a variety of birds and animals begin their day of playing or hunting. The melodious sounds of birds and the eerie cries of wild beasts rise and fall in the mountains. In Xue Yingying's world, these voices don't exist, only the pain of her parting from Zhou Qinghai. Two eyes, the eyes of a hungry wolf, shimmered blue in the light of the sun. The wolf, who had not caught prey for two days, saw a weak woman walking weakly in the mountains. The wolf opened its large mouth, revealing its sharp teeth, and a drop of saliva dripped from its jaw. The wolf was hungry, there was fat food in front of him, the wolf lowered his head and lay in ambush in the grass, and gently approached Xue Yingying, who was walking slowly, step by step. Xue Yingying was still immersed in the pain, and she didn't realize that the danger was approaching him step by step. The birds in the trees saw the wolves lying in ambush in the grass fly up from the trees one by one, "fluttering" their wings, and making a "rustling" sound when they meet the branches and leaves. The leaves that had been touched by the birds fell from the trees, drifted in the air for a while, and landed behind, in front of, and on the head of Xue Yingying. Xue Yingying was in no mood to care about the leaves on her head, nor did she care about the leaves in front of her that temporarily blocked her vision. If it weren't for the fact that Xiaocao was still in the hands of those people, she Xue Yingying might as well be as happy as a death, and any pain would have left her far away.

The wolf approached the warbler little by little in the grass. 100 meters, 50 meters, 30 meters, 20 meters, 15 meters, 10 meters, 5 meters. When he was five meters away from Xue Yingying, the wolf saw the opportunity, his four legs bent and stretched out violently, jumped up from the ground, jumped over the grass, and quickly rushed forward towards Xue Yingying's body. Xue Yingying instinctively felt something rushing towards him from behind, and subconsciously pulled out her sword. When the wolf's sharp teeth were about to bite Xue Yingying's throat, Xue Yingying's sword lightning sword slashed down from the wolf's neck. The wolf's mouth opened viciously and could never be closed. After Xue Yingyingzi killed the wolf's head, she had the consciousness that the wolf wanted to eat her in her mind. It doesn't matter if it's a wolf, a tiger, or a leopard, her Xue Yingying's body is now a walking corpse, and whoever eats it will fill their stomachs. Xue Yingying still walked forward with the sword that had been slowly dripping wolf blood. Xue Yingying's heart suddenly ached, she looked around in fear, and shouted loudly Brother Hai, Brother Hai. Xue Yingying felt that his brother Hai was now in danger, and she wanted to call out to Zhou Qinghai and pull Zhou Qinghai back from the brink of death. Xue Yingying woke up from her slumber and began to run forward quickly. Her Xue Yingying's heart can die, and her brother Hai can abandon her, but she can't watch her brother Hai die in front of her, she wants to pull Zhou Qinghai back from the brink of death.

When Zhou Qinghai's right foot was in the air, he also felt a heartache. At this time, the wild wolf was pounced on the woman he loved. Hallucinations, must be hallucinations. Zhou Qinghai had the experience just now, and finally understood that the telepathy in his brain was his hallucination. Zhou Qinghai said goodbye, farewell, my beloved woman - Xue Yingying. Zhou Qinghai's right foot began to tilt downward, his body followed by his right leg and gradually tilted downward, and his left leg, which gradually leaned downward, gradually began to tilt downward, and Zhou Qinghai's left foot finally fell off the cliff, falling faster and faster.

Xue Yingying's crazy cry echoed in the woods, and Zhou Qinghai clearly heard Xue Yingying's crazy cry. Zhou Qinghai's sanity still told him that it was his hallucination. The voice became louder and clearer, and Zhou Qinghai, who was falling rapidly in the air, finally understood that this was really Xue Yingying's voice. Xue Yingying must have forgiven him, and he can continue their sweet and happy love together in the future. A smile filled Zhou Qinghai's face, and Zhou Qinghai wanted to tell Xue Yingying that he was here, but Zhou Qinghai's mouth never opened, let alone shouted.