There are many ways to change your fate.

Sometimes one sentence, sometimes one thing.

Sometimes it's an inevitability, sometimes it's an accident.

Just when Xiong Chu thought that it couldn't be worse, just when Xiong Chu felt that he could only take the extreme way of ending up together, a chance factor changed Yiqiē.

When Xiong Chu saw a group of officers and crossbowmen slowly approaching in the direction of Baitugang, a sense of powerlessness rose in his heart, and he had never felt so hopeless.

Under the nine-zhang long belt, there is a height of three or four zhang.

The height of three or four zhang was nothing, but after suffering internal injuries, he felt that his whole body was weak, and he even felt that his physical condition was not even comparable to the time when he did not cultivate internal strength.

If you want to save people on your own, you can't do it at the moment.

Living and dying with the people he cares about is the only thing that Xiong Chu thinks he can do at the moment.

So he grabbed the belt tied to the pine tree and prepared to slide down and face the toughest moment, and perhaps the last, with the people below.

However, just as he tugged on his belt to check whether it was strong, he alarmed a small pebble at the base of the tree.

This pebble is really very small, more than half smaller than the little finger, and if you are not careful, you really can't find it.

The bear prince didn't realize that he had alarmed a pebble, and he was still checking the condition of the belt.

The pebble was alarmed, so it rolled down the mountain wall, and then smashed on Fang Qianxun's toes.

Fang Qianxun was not a very peaceful person, and finding something to do was her true face.

Although the pebble is very small, it falls from a height of more than ten zhang, and the impact is not small.

Because of the magnitude of this impact, it was just enough for Fang Qianxun, who was on guard, to perceive it.

Sensing that a speck of dust suddenly fell from the top of his head, and it happened to be on the tip of his toe, Fang Qianxun was immediately alarmed.

The danger came from the top of his head, so Fang Qianxun naturally jumped to the side, and then looked up.

When a person is facing a desperate situation, all he thinks about is the person he cares about the most, hoping to see the last person.

The moment Fang Qianxun raised his head, he saw the person he wanted to see the most now, and then he exclaimed.

Fang Qianxun screamed, which naturally alarmed the people below.

The fastest reactions were Huang Yanying and Shen Xiyue, followed by Yan Erniang.

What Huang Yanying looked up and saw was not the bear prince, but the black belt fluttering in the wind.

Although there were still four or five zhang away from the bottom of the ravine, Huang Yanying immediately did something.

Reaching out and grabbing Fang Qianxun, he then shook it up with all his strength.

Among the group of people below, Fang Qianxun is the youngest, and he is also the person Huang Yanying cares about the most.

At the most critical moment, everyone will subconsciously think of the people they care about the most.

When Fang Qianxun was thrown into the air, she finally found a black belt that was getting closer and closer.

The bamboo shaking shadow body method is also a must.

Fang Qianxun immediately understood what Senior Sister meant, so he twisted his body, kicked his feet together, and pulled his body up a section, just grabbing his belt.

Then he changed hands three times in a row, and he had already jumped on the trunk of the big tree and hugged the person he had been thinking about recently.

Huang Yanying's actions immediately reminded Shen Xie Yue and Yan Erniang. These two people are also top masters in the rivers and lakes, and their reactions are naturally not slow.

Therefore, the two disciples of the Purple Cloth Sect, the Merry Jin Qiao Lianying, and the bone-penetrating needle Mo Lijiao were thrown up one after another.

Since Qiao Lianying has been given a romantic nickname on the rivers and lakes, of course her belt has another use, it is a one-foot and eight-foot soft whip, so she was the first to be thrown up.

This is a soft whip made of reeling wire with the thickness of nine chopsticks.

Fang Qianxun was quick with his hands and feet, and soon connected Qiao Lianying's soft whip to Xiong Chu's belt. Then he untied his belt and attached it to the soft whip.

Now, this life-saving rope is only more than one zhang and eight feet high from the bottom of the ravine, and it can no longer stop Huang Yanying, Shen Xiyue, Yan Erniang and Peng Wuying below.

Mr. Peng Wuying, Mr. Peng Er, the head of the contemporary Flying Squirrel Gate, is a must.

He was the last to come up, but he was the first to make a decision.

Asked for Xiong Chu's Qingyu Sword, tied the lifeline around his waist, and then used the sharpness of the Qingyu Sword to climb to the top of the cliff.

Peng Wuying went up, and the lifeline went up, the passage for survival was finally completely opened, and the people that Xiong Chu cared about the most had escaped.

An escape route suddenly appeared here, and suddenly there were fluctuations in the three battlefields, and all the people were fighting and retreating to this side.

Xiong Chu saw that Huang Yanying stayed until the end and didn't leave, so he whispered: "Senior sister, you go up first, and then put down the belt, I have to save a few more people." ”

Huang Yanying was angry: "What else do you want to do, I didn't see that those crossbowmen are already setting up crossbow beds, and they are about to open their bows and release arrows." There is no heaven here, no land below, there is no room to dodge at all, aren't you looking for death here?"

"The eldest husband has clear grievances and never does anything that he regrets. Prince Xiong looked at the crossbowmen who were busy in a mountain col, but the expression on his face was never calm: "Some things always have to be done, and someone always has to do them." ”

"Okay, you're a big hero, you're a big hero, I'm afraid of death, I'm cautious, okay?" Huang Yanying stomped her feet: "You go up first, I'll do the rest, you just tell me who I want to save." ”

In fact, Xiong Chu has not gone up because he can't go up at all with his own strength.

Without the support of internal force, coupled with the damage to the meridians in the body, the moment he used the sword to climb the big tree pole just now, he had already reused the internal force, otherwise he would not have been able to climb to the trunk.

However, this time he exerted too much force, which made Xiong Chu even more injured, even more severe than before he was not injured, and he couldn't grab the rope and climb it up at all. Unless he ties the rope around his waist and lets the person above lift him up.

Now that the last thing is, Xiong Chu doesn't want others to be sad and sad for him.

Because he knew that since the imperial court had made such a big determination, it was absolutely impossible to let these people escape lightly.

Xiong Chu has a hunch that the next period of time may be even more difficult.

He didn't want to continue to drag down others, let alone those he cared about.

If you really want to die here this time, you might as well use your remaining life to save more people.

Xiong Chu's face became stern: "I'm a senior brother, right? I'm what you think is the young master, right? Now, I command you to go up at once, and do exactly as I say, or else you will never come to see me again!"

Huang Yanying didn't know why Prince Xiong had such a big temper, and she burst into tears at that time.

Huang Yanying's tears are a very complicated feeling, and there is a trace of sadness in it.

Because what she wanted to hear was not that Prince Xiong gave orders as a senior brother or a young master, but that she wanted to hear another identity say what was in her heart.

But it was too late, and the shouts below were getting closer.

Huang Yanying glanced at Xiong Chu deeply, then grabbed her belt and flew up, leaving a sentence at the same time: "Don't be angry, I will listen to you." Be careful, I'm going. ”

When the belt fell back down, the bear prince found himself feeling a little empty in his heart.

At this moment, a shout interrupted Xiong Chu's thoughts: "Is it Hachiro above?"

Xiong Chu looked down and saw that it was Wuchenzi and Duan Hu who protected Xia Yun and retreated.

In the distance, it was no longer a single fight, it was all a scuffle, and it was no longer possible to distinguish who was an enemy and who was a friend, and everyone was rushing towards this side.

It was Wuchenzi who spoke: "No matter how unhappy it was in the past, the little junior sister didn't have a conflict with you, and she was even a friend." Don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha, I see that there was once a affection, I hope you can pull my little sister up. As long as I pull the little sister up, I will always remember this friendship. ”

The little junior sister mentioned by Wuchenzi is Xia Yun, and she is also the first person Xiong Chu wants to save.

"Wuchenzi, since I stay here, I will do my best. Everyone is a fellow practitioner, and it's not interesting to say that it's too far. Miss Xia Yun, dustless, you all come up!"

The person Xiong Chu originally planned to save was Wuchenzi, because although Wuchenzi was the killer of Jiudao Villa, there was an unclear relationship between him and Xiaoyaozi.

Besides, he came out specifically to enforce the family law, and he was clearly open to himself. Although he drew his sword, he didn't entangle, and he obviously let himself go.

Therefore, in Xiong Chu's heart, he has never classified Wuchenzi into the category of enemies. As for Xia Yun, it is even less of an enemy.

Because of this, Wuchenzi and Xia Yun in Xiong Chu's mind are not only not enemies, but also his benefactors.

There is kindness in the rivers and lakes, and there is revenge. The big husband has clear grievances, and that's what he said at this time.

Xia Yun came up first, Wuchenzi followed, and then Xiong Chu lifted his belt.

Because there is one person left below, that is Duan Hu of Luoyang Qinglong Village, and then there are the remaining seven people in Qinglong Village.

Duan Hu is the person who Li Xinqing Jian entrusted him to kill, what should he do now?

To save or not to save, Xiong Chu really didn't know what to do all of a sudden.

"Balang, Duan Hu's Qinglong Village has a total of twenty-four disciples, and just now in order to block the enemy for me, seventeen people have already been killed. For my sake, let's save him, right?"

Xia Yun's voice was not loud, and her tone was very gentle, without the intention of force.

Save!

Xiong Chu quickly made a decision in his heart: although Duan Hu had done a lot of bad things, he had listened to what others were saying. Last time, Huang Yanying reminded herself again and again that Li Xin's words should not be fully believed.

The husband has clear grievances, and he doesn't just talk about it.

Today, when we are facing a common enemy, we should leave the past grievances for the future, rather than falling into the ground now.

After all the people in Qinglongzhai came up, they couldn't stand on the big tree. Dustless volunteered to climb up with a rope and bring the others up.

However, Xia Yun resolutely refused to leave, and before Xiong Chu left, she decided to stay and help.

Xia Yun and Huang Yanying's identities are different, and Xiong Chu's orders are useless at all.

After losing his temper, Xiong Chu saw that Xia Yun didn't listen at all, but stood on the trunk of the big tree with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky, as if admiring the boundless beauty.

This back fluttered out of the dust, like a fairy coming to the world, which was a scene that often appeared in Xiong Chu's heart, so he was stunned all of a sudden.

Yuan Moyun's voice suddenly came up, making Xiong Chu finally sober up: "Balang Daxia, I hope you can save the dog, Yuan Jiazhai will always remember the great grace!"

At the same time, another urging voice came: "Shoot the arrows! All rebellions, not one will be left!"