Controlling the Snake: Provoking the Evil Lord

"No." Lu Wushuang shook his head, "I came to Qingyin Temple with my younger sister to visit the temple fair, and I came to the cliff edge of the back mountain because I was attracted by your Xiaoyin."

"Oh, how did I forget that Xiangcao is still waiting for me in front of the temple gate, she must be waiting very anxiously." Mentioning Xiangcao, Lu Wushuang suddenly remembered, she slapped her head and said to herself, then turned around and hurried Run to Qingyin Temple on the mountainside.

Just two steps away, it rained a little yesterday, moss and some olive-colored ground ears were growing vigorously on the edge of the cliff.Lu Wushuang didn't pay attention, stepped on those wet and slippery moss and ears, slipped under his feet, and jumped towards the edge of the cliff so desperately.Her body was like a fallen leaf on a rustling autumn day, falling down the cliff without warning.

"Help!"

I felt that my body was falling rapidly, like a boat in the wind and rain, falling continuously, falling into the bottomless abyss.

It's over, it seems that this time I'm going to go back to modern times again, but I don't know if her body is still there?

Lu Wushuang closed her eyes, this was the only thought in her mind at this moment.

The wind whistled in my ears, and the black hair spread out, flying wildly in the wind.

The man in white at the edge of the cliff was stunned by the scene in front of him for half a second. Then, without hesitation, he jumped down the cliff, pulled out the long flute at his waist, and pressed a mechanism at the end of the flute. The heavenly silk shot from the tail of the flute and precisely wrapped around Lu Wushuang's slender waist.

At the same time, the other hand of the man in white grabbed the vine growing on the edge of the cliff in time.

"Hey, why did the sound of the wind disappear?" Due to fear, Lu Wushuang, who had kept her eyes closed tightly, couldn't hear the sound of the wind. She tried to overcome the fear in her heart and slowly opened her eyes.Only then did I realize that my body was hanging in mid-air, with a bottomless abyss beneath my feet, and a hazy cliff top surrounded by clouds and mist above my head.

"Hey girl, are you okay?"

A concerned inquiry came from about six feet overhead.Only then did Lu Wushuang raise her head and looked up. It turned out that the person who rescued her was the man in white who was standing on the edge of the cliff and playing the flute.

"I'm fine." Lu Wushuang shook her head and said as her blue hair fluttered in the air and her face was as pale as paper.

"Don't move around, I'll pull you up."

The man in white was holding the resilient cane in one hand, and the long flute in the other.He turned his wrist slightly, wrapping the silk of the flute tail around his wrist one by one, shortening the distance between him and Lu Wushuang.

"Hold my waist tightly and don't let go."

Finally, the two hanging in the air remained on the same level, Bai Yi said.

"Ah."

Perhaps it was the calm expression of the man in white, without any panic, that gave Lu Wushuang infinite courage and a sense of security.The fear in her heart disappeared, she responded lightly, nodded, and stretched out her arms to tightly hug the strong waist of the man in white.She hugged her very tightly, and this hug was like embracing her hope of life.

Because Lu Wushuang's band was too tight, the waist of the man in white ached slightly, but when people are facing life and death, they always try their best to grasp the last straw.He smiled understandingly.

I saw him put away the flute's heavenly silk, put the flute back into his waist, put the free hand around Lu Wushuang's waist, a trace of jade-like warmth bloomed from the corners of his lips, but it was extremely reassuring Smile, "Girl, you can let go now."

"I won't let go." Lu Wushuang still tightly hugged the waist of the man in white with both hands, her head shaking like a rattle.He is her only hope of life now, she won't let go, even if she dies.