Evil concubine commits peach blossom

The wind on the valley scraped his face so painfully, Ouyang Yao saw the woman who was falling and closing her eyes at a glance, who else could it be if it wasn't Mao Ting?Ouyang Yao raised his middle finger and index finger to read the mantra, and a big transparent blue bubble appeared in the air, wrapped Mao Ting in the bubble, and then he accelerated his speed to Mao Ting's position through magic, and rushed into the In the bubble, he bent down and picked her up.

"Hey..." Ouyang Yao frowned, died so soon?He stretched out his slender fingers to check her breath, did he die so soon?

Feeling the weak breathing from the tip of the woman's nose, she tilted her head wondering what should she call her?I can’t call her hello all the time, just give her a name. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he seemed to have a good idea. A pair of clear eyes flashed in an instant, and he grinned, revealing his white teeth: “To this fairy You are so fierce, you are simply a witch, so I will call you a witch."

"If you are looking for death, you can call it that." An unsalty voice sounded from Ouyang Yao's arms, the woman's long eyelashes trembled, she opened her beautiful eyes that were deep in the cold pool, and raised her eyebrows to look at with him.

Ouyang Yao was so angry that he almost vomited out a mouthful of blood. He had seen a heartless female fox, but he had never seen such a heartless person. He was short of breath, and his handsome and lovely face flushed red: "You...I am After saving you, you still... still being so fierce to me, it’s not a witch, anyway, I’m determined to be a witch.”

After all, he turned his head and did not look at the woman's cold eyes.He suddenly found out why she was a little bit colder than before.

"Pfft..." There was a fishy sweetness in the roar, and Mao Ting spat out a mouthful of blood, which was stained with blood-red plum blossoms on his robe. What happened, if she didn't get treated immediately, would she die here? , Mao Ting frowned, a bad premonition arose spontaneously, she looked towards the bottomless valley, the bottom of the valley was filled with thick fog, she had no way of knowing how far she was from the bottom of the cliff, she Miscalculation, if he hadn't come to save her, it would be a little difficult to think about it.

Suddenly, the bubble covering them trembled, Mao Ting raised her eyebrows, why did she have a bad feeling, she looked at Ouyang Yao suspiciously, she couldn't believe this guy's spells , his half-toned spell, will it...

With a sound of "bang", the bubble shattered as expected, and the two of them fell at a speed exceeding the speed of light.

A good spirit is not a bad spirit, Mao Ting now regrets that she has a crow's mouth.She estimated that the distance below would not be much lower, so she could only pray to God to bless the rope enough.

"Hold me tight."

"Ah?" Ouyang Yao was stunned.

"I don't want to hug you to death." Mao Ting didn't want to explain to him, she took out the climbing rope from her sleeve, squinted her eyes, and looked up to a big rock, that's where she was, she put the rope around her waist neatly On the ground, he threw the other end to the boulder, heaved a sigh of relief, fortunately, he threw it to the right place, and it seemed that the iron buckle at one end of the rope had been buckled in the crevice of the rock.

Mao Ting looked down and saw that there was a rock foothold just below, so she slowly lowered the rope through the descender and put it at the foothold.The two just stepped on the rock.

"Wow, what is this? It's so thick." Ouyang Yao looked at the thick snake-like rope as if he had discovered a new world, and pulled it hard. It was so strong that it would be difficult to cut it with a knife.There was constant sweat on her forehead, but there was an overwhelming coldness coming from her back, as if she was in a glacier. Mao Ting leaned against the rock wall, panting heavily, and answered the irrelevant question: "Fortunately, this stone is enough. Big enough to accommodate the two of us.

"What the hell is this?"

"..."

"What is what?" He squatted beside her, his eyes sparkling like a quiet fly.

"..." Mao Ting simply closed her eyes and ignored it.

"Tell me, tell me." He tugged on her sleeve, his sparkling eyes were like a curious baby. "Hiss..." He pulled her sleeve but pulled her wound, and she gasped in pain.He found that her face was as pale as paper at some point, and her body was as fragile as if she would fall down: "You..." She took a breath: "Help me pull out the hidden weapon from behind, this hidden weapon, poisonous."

This dead fox, she was going to be mad at him to death, she was going to faint from the pain, and she kept asking if there was anything.

Ouyang Yao narrowed his eyes, moved Mao Ting in one direction, and sat with his back facing him, then closed his eyes, took a deep breath, pressed the dagger tremblingly, pulled out the dagger with a gritted teeth, and looked at him with a complicated expression. She, she must be in pain, he said so many words, but she just listened quietly, without showing the slightest pain, and didn't snort when pulling out the hidden weapon, it's rare to see such a strong woman :"are you OK?"

"He's not dead yet." She rolled her eyes, said angrily, threw a stone casually, and heard a crisp echo in the valley, it's saved!

"Hold me at the bottom of the cliff, and I'll take you down. Don't let go." She had already asked Nalan Ziheng to wait at the bottom of the cliff. Jump off the cliff.

Now two people, one climbing rope, the situation is not optimistic.Sensing her faint gaze, Ouyang Yao shrunk his neck guiltily, as if he had done something wrong, he raised his hand and smiled flatteringly: "I...I will never let go, hehe. "

After resting, Mao Ting calmed down and stood up: "Hold me." She put the rope, and the two gradually moved down. The already poisoned body was even more so because of the strength of her body. The pain intensified, and cold sweat dripped down in big drops. The pain in her body almost made her faint. She wanted to sleep so much, she was so tired.

She took a deep breath, bit her lips, no, she can't sleep, if it gets dark, they will be in danger, no one knows how long this rope can last, she uses jute, not like modern ones Made of nylon, naturally not as durable as modern ones.

"How about I use magic to summon a cloud down?" He looked at her cautiously, his eyes full of worry.

"Shut up, I don't know how you died with your half-toned spell." She replied in a simple and horrified manner, estimating the distance below, took a deep breath, and continued to lower the descender slowly.

Although it is a simple word, there is a warm current flowing slowly in his heart, and there is a soft light in his starry eyes, which are as bright as stars dotted with nostalgia. He hooked the corners of his lips, this duplicity female witch.