Chapter 87 Wang Yuyan commits suicide

After being silent for a long time, Wang Yuyan finally stood up and said lightly: "You go, I want to be alone and quiet." ”

Zhang Feng glanced at her deeply, but he couldn't see everything, shook his head, and then turned around and left without saying a word.

When Zhang Feng's figure disappeared into the night, Wang Yuyan raised her feet and walked with a blank face. At this time, Wang Yuyan's mind was blank, there was no goal at all, and she was floating at random like a lonely soul.

Unconsciously, Wang Yuyan stood on the edge of the cliff. This 'sunfall cliff' was taken by Zhang Feng, which is known as the place where he watched the sunset, so it is called 'sunfall cliff'.

The wind on the edge of the cliff hunted, blowing her clothes into the air. Three thousand green silks swung up, covering her jade face. In this strong wind, Wang Yuyan's thin delicate body shook like a willow branch, and it seemed that it would fall down at any time.

Wang Yuyan looked up at the starry sky, and the light in her eyes flickered. A smile suddenly appeared on her face, and then joy, anger and sorrow intertwined, recalling all kinds of past events. But soon, her face changed, and feelings of sadness, misery, pain, despair, and so on appeared on her face, and finally returned to peace.

"Whew!" When all the memories flashed in her mind like lightning, Wang Yuyan's eyes gradually became focused, and she let out a long breath.

Wang Yuyan poked out the mantis slightly, looking down, at this time the sky was dark, and the cliff was even darker, as if an ancient fierce beast was opening its bloody mouth, which made people feel worried.

"Hehe!" Wang Yuyan's eyes flashed with a trace of imperceptible longing, her face faintly showed a hint of relief, she chuckled, slowly stepped out with her right foot, and then the whole person fell down suddenly.

There was a rapid whirring wind in her ears, and at this moment, Wang Yuyan's heart was extraordinarily empty, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and there was no panic before she died.

'Is this what it feels like to die?' Wang Yuyan closed her eyes. Secretly said in my heart.

At the moment when Wang Yuyan jumped off the cliff, a black shadow suddenly flashed out from behind a boulder. He was like a ghost, merging with the night. Without a sound, the black shadow rose from the ground with its feet, and the whole person crossed a graceful arc in mid-air, and then flew towards the bottom of the cliff with a roar.

From the time this black shadow appeared to the time it jumped off the cliff, it took very little time, and it was almost impossible to see the shape of this black shadow.

This black shadow is naturally Zhang Feng, he was uneasy when he saw Wang Yuyan before, and left on the surface. But the truth is hidden in the shadows, quietly observing her. Wang Yuyan committed suicide by jumping off a cliff in the ground, how could Zhang Feng still sit still?

At the moment when Zhang Feng jumped off the cliff, his right palm was a few palms towards the sky, and the palm power was like a flying dragon ascending to the sky, sweeping away the incoming wind. With the rebound of palm power, Zhang Feng fell even faster, and soon caught up with Wang Yuyan.

Call!

Zhang Feng grabbed down with his left hand, Kunpeng swallowed and sucked, and Wang Yuyan below suddenly received a suction. The degree of falling gradually slowed down, and Zhang Feng fell even faster.

After two breaths, Zhang Feng finally caught up with Wang Yuyan. At this time, Zhang Feng could almost ask about the body fragrance scattered on Wang Yuyan's body, and stopped it with his right hand. has already hugged Wang Yuyan horizontally.

Affected by the wind, the two of them were at least a hundred zhang away at this time, and they were about seven or eight zhang away from the cliff. There is no power to borrow in mid-air, so you can only close your eyes and wait for death. It's just that when it comes to Zhang Feng's body, there is still a glimmer of life.

Bang!

Zhang Feng's right arm twitched violently. In the void, he made a crisp sound, like a slap on the face. Immediately after that, his right leg stepped weakly, and there seemed to be an invisible step under his feet, and a sound of footsteps came out.

With this shot, the two people who were originally falling in a straight line, although they were still falling, were obviously slower, and the two of them were getting closer and closer to the cliff.

Silently, Zhang Feng's palm pressed on the smooth cliff wall. The internal force urged, the palm of the hand rubbed against the cliff wall, as if metal rubbed, and a sharp sound like a toothache echoed in the air.

A person with profound internal strength can stick to the wall with internal force, so as to hang in the void

In the original work, Wang Yuyan committed suicide by jumping off a cliff, and Duan Yanqing stuck to the trunk of the tree with the tip of his cane, so that the three villains and Wang Yuyan and the four people did not fall. However, now the strength of Zhang Feng and the two of them is so great, far more than the strength of the original book is one hundred and ten times, even if Zhang Feng's internal strength is unfathomable, he will move down ten zhang before he stops.

If someone sees the cliff, they can see a palm-sized mark on the smooth cliff, as if a layer of skin has been scraped off by something.

Although Zhang Feng temporarily lifted the crisis, his palms were scarred, and blood was sprayed out. The gloves that were originally worn on the hands had been damaged halfway through and fell under the bottomless cliff.

It is also thanks to Zhang Feng's usual masochistic practice, and his physical injuries have healed, making his body a lot tougher, otherwise if he changes someone, one arm is estimated to be useless.

When the whereabouts of the two stopped, they saw Zhang Feng's bloody right hand turn into a claw, and with a snort, the roots of his five fingers sank into the hard rock.

"Whew!" When the crisis was temporarily lifted, Zhang Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief, if he still had a hand, he would definitely take off his mask and wipe the sweat off his forehead.

This behavior also caused Zhang Feng's internal strength to consume a lot.

A person walks from life to death, and from death to life, even if he is determined to die, he will not seek death again. When Wang Yuyan was hugged by Zhang Feng, her consciousness had already recovered, so she silently leaned on Zhang Feng's chest, watching him fight for the lives of the two.

When she saw the bloodied appearance of Zhang Feng's right hand, Wang Yuyan's calm face finally changed, but it disappeared quickly.

After taking a break for a while, Zhang Feng endured the sharp pain in his hands and climbed the cliff with Wang Yuyan in his arms. Holding a person to climb the cliff, Zhang Feng is not the first time to do it, although his right hand is injured, it still does not affect Zhang Feng's movements, and the two of them quickly set foot on the solid ground.

"It's not too late, let's go back and rest quickly!" Zhang Feng put his bleeding right hand behind his back, never mentioned Wang Yuyan's suicide, and said softly.

Wang Yuyan nodded faintly and turned to leave.

"Where are you going?" Zhang Feng asked suspiciously when he saw the direction in which Wang Yuyan was leaving. At this time, the direction Wang Yuyan was walking was not the place where everyone gathered at all, but the way down the mountain.

"I'm going home. Wang Yuyan paused and said. She knew that she and Murong Fu had no chance in this life, and it was better not to see her than to stay and face Murong Fu's pain.

"In fact, escaping will not solve the problem, you have to face it bravely. At this point, the most suitable way is what the monk said, let go! Since it doesn't belong to you, why be persistent?" Zhang Feng said. (To be continued!)

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