The wind passed under Shui Ruoshan's feet, anxiously looking for Helian Jing's location. She had not seen anyone, and she had heard the sound of weapons clashing. At this time, Helian Jing was surrounded by a group of red-clothed people, Shui Ruoshan left his short knife, and rigidly inserted it into the throat of a person, turned over, and pulled out the short knife and stood on Helian Jing's side.

"You're hurt?"

"You're hurt?"

They spoke almost at the same time.

Helian Jing suddenly stroked her forehead and smiled, he felt that he had a lot to say but felt that there was no need to say it.

Shui Ruoshan looked around, and said coldly and disdainfully: "You are so bold that you dare to pretend to be Chengbilou." ”

These people didn't expect her to see through them at a glance, they looked at each other but pretended to be calm: "Since you know that it is Chengbilou to do business, don't come to send them to death." ”

As soon as Shui Ruoshan got out of his hand, a signal flare exploded from the ground and flew into the sky.

At the same time, the men in red attacked them together.

Shui Loneqing and his entourage are far less light than Shui Ruoshan, and they can't find a figure in a few steps, looking at the signal flare that flew into the sky, and a few people don't delay at all.

Further behind is Fu Mingyin, who is riding a tall horse, and a group of people who plan to join in the fun.

The wounds on Shui Ruoshan's shoulder and chest were bleeding all the time, and she stumbled a step before being slapped to the ground by a person, and an object fell out of her arms under the impact.

Helian Jing quickly pulled her up from the ground. Shui Ruoshan, who had just stood firmly, hurriedly rushed over the small piece lying on the ground, she was all on that thing, and the moment she grabbed it in her hand as if she was scrambling, Shui Ruoshan was kicked in the chest and into the distance.

The moment he looked over the edge of the cliff, Shui Ruoshan realized that he had been kicked off the cliff.

"Ruo'er. ”

As far as the water is silent, what he sees is the moment when Shui Ruoshan's body leaves the edge of the cliff. At the same time, he saw Helian Jing running fast in a few steps, flying into the cliff like an arrow off the string.

Fu Mingyin, who was riding on a horse in the distance, looked at her frightened sister Fu Zhiyin, she lost consciousness the moment she saw King Yin jump into the cliff, Fu Mingyin pulled the corners of her mouth like a bitter smile, like a mockery, like an indifferent casual smile.

He couldn't do it, he thought he couldn't be like Helian Jing, and he jumped off the cliff with Shui Ruoshan without even having time to think.

Instinct goes hand in hand with life and death.

Is this the real relationship between the two?

A man of supremacy of power is so unscrupulous to die for another person.

He thought that if he didn't have this supreme power in his hands one day, he still wouldn't be able to make such a determination to throw everything away.

Shui Ruoshan listened to the sound of the wind in her ears, she has been indifferent and introverted in the past few years, she is at peace with what she encounters, she does not deliberately pursue or indulge, she even breaks down to the point that she can be at ease with life.

But she can't let go of Helian Jing, everything about Helian Jing, she is entangled and persistent.

When she saw Helian Jing jumping into the dust, she was unwilling and unable to accept the result that Helian Jing would die when she landed.

Helian Jing just wanted to catch the falling Shui Ruoshan, but the retrograde wind knife on the edge of the cliff blew so that he couldn't open his eyes, and Shui Ruoshan's white yarn flew down the wind, just covering Helian Jing's face.

Through the hazy white veil, he felt the pain of Shui Ruoshan's scattered hair ends whapping his face.

There is clearly a sea of silver.

The withered yellow he had always thought had turned into such a miserable white over time.

She can't let Helian Jing die, she has silently protected Helian Jing in her heart for so long, she can't just accompany her to die under this nameless cliff.

When Helian Jing shook off the white veil on his face, the white hair in his eyes became more and more stinging, and he couldn't open his eyes.

Shui Ruoshan tried his best to pierce the short knife in his hand into the cliff, and the inertia of the fall dragged the short knife all the way to cut deep knife marks. As soon as she delayed, Helian Jing approached in an instant, he scooped her up and hugged her into his arms, holding her short knife in his other hand.

"Let it go!" Shui Ruoshan was startled by Helian Jing's sudden roar.

How could her half-crippled wrist withstand the pull of the dagger.

"I told you to let go. Helian Jing's arm holding the short knife was protruding, and the uneven cliff wall scraped his inner arm layer by layer from skin to flesh by inertia, and several convex stone impacts were struck, and the moment his left arm lost strength, he realized the fact that he was dislocated.

This successive buffers were enough for Shui Ruoshan to invoke internal force and hang the white yarn on his body on a convex stone.

They floated in the air like swings, supported by a stone and a white veil.

Helian Jing stopped his waist and hugged Shui Ruoshan, watching the white yarn wrapped around her forearm, and his hands were struggling to hold the white yarn, he felt pain. is not a moment of life or death, he only feels that Shui Ruoshan's hands with old diseases will hurt.

"Let's take a gamble. He leaned over and pressed his forehead against a pair of hands on her white veil, "Jumping down, life or death depends on the destiny of heaven." ”

If he was not mistaken, the unsightly turquoise under the cliff should be water.

"Good. Tears fell from the corners of Shui Ruoshan's eyes, and she stared at Helian Jing's eyes. The person she put on the tip of her heart, the courage that was once in ruins and ruins was unreasonably defeated by her infatuation with this person.

"Don't be afraid. Helian Jing only felt that Shui Ruoshan's dark eyes, from the first time she saw her, to now she seemed to be going to die, she has always been such a bright and deep light.

Her eyes are like a breeze and a moon, and they are like a sea of stars.

"Hold me tight. As Helian Jing spoke, his body began to fall, and Shui Ruoshan hugged his neck tightly and buried his face in his neck and shoulders.

Helian Jing hugged Shui Ruoshan with one arm, and the moment he tightened his arms, he heard a sound of "Helian Jing" mixed with the sound of the wind in his ears. Then the rest of the sentence was drowned out in the sound of "poof" as they fell into the water, but Helian Jing still heard it at the end.

He heard Shui Ruoshan deliberately whisper and suppressed: "Helian Jing, I like you." ”

The huge pressure of falling into the water caused Shui Ruoshan to faint before he could reach the buffer point. Helian Jing was alone, with one arm and two legs, fluttering and fluttering to bring the two of them to the water, and the moment he dragged Shui Ruoshan, who had been hanging around his neck from beginning to end, climbed ashore, he was tired and spread on the ground panting wildly.

Helian Jing pushed Shui Ruoshan and wanted to lift her off herself, but the latter rolled over the lower half of her body to the ground, but her upper body was still tightly hugging his neck. Helian smiled helplessly and dotingly, raised the hand that could move and rubbed the head stuck to his chest, let you hug you tightly You are really obedient, people are unconscious and can still hold so tightly and not let go.

Helian Jing rested enough, and seeing that Shui Ruoshan still showed no signs of waking up, he broke her off from himself and carried her to find a place to stay. He himself attached the dislocated arm, found a cave, gathered firewood and set up a fire, and in the dim light of the fire, he gently removed Shui Ruoshan's blood-stained coat, and there was a deep knife wound on her shoulder, which cut the row of tooth marks he had left behind, and the same symmetrical sword wound on the back of her chest, the smallest wound on her body was the one cut in her neck.

Helian Jing leaned down and kissed the wound on Shui Ruoshan's neck gently and repeatedly, how did she bring this injury to him at his moment of crisis.