The silly concubine said: close the door and let the prince go

Chapter 507
At this moment, on the cliff, Shen Qiaoyan was holding on with only one person's strength, her feet were hanging in the air, and the cold wind gushed in from under her feet.

Her forehead was dripping with sweat, and the hand that was holding onto the ivy on the cliff was already showing bruises, but she hadn't chosen to give up yet.

She tried to use her feet on the steep cliff to find a place for support, but unfortunately she stepped on it a few times and missed it.

The rubble from the cliffs splashed down into the endless abyss behind her as her feet stepped on the air.

Undoubtedly, every step on the air is a chill for Shen Qiaoyan.

Because she didn't have much physical strength to support her for a while, and she was not alone, so she was a little anxious.

She can die, but she doesn't need Jun Zechen to be buried with her.

At this moment, Shen Qiaoyan bit her lips tightly, the sweat beads on her forehead began to slide down her round face, her eyes searched for something that could support her body.

The other hand was holding tightly to Jun Zechen who was thrown down by Liu Yanxin.

She guessed it.

Unfortunately, the current situation does not allow her to think too much, she has to save herself first.

At night, the moonlight in the deep sky on the cliff is hazy, the scattered stars are flickering in the clouds, the cold wind blows through the steep cliff, and the frost and dew at night gather on the plants on the cliff to form small drops after drops. crystal clear.

There are wisps of misty and icy mist surrounding the cliff, like a fairyland, but it is also a dangerous place.

With Shen Qiaoyan's bright eyes in the mist, she vaguely saw a dead tree branch soaked in frost and dew, less than half a foot away from her.

Shen Qiaoyan swallowed her saliva, holding the green vine tightly with one hand, while not letting go of Jun Zechen with the other hand, she tried to use all her strength to lift her feet to reach the withered vine not far away from her. tree branch.

Shen Qiaoyan bit her lips tightly, even though her thin lips smelled of blood, she didn't care.

"Ah!" Shen Qiaoyan let out a muffled cry from her body.

Her trembling feet finally touched the withered branch for a long time, and she managed to stabilize her body. Before she could breathe a sigh of relief, the branch under her feet suddenly snapped and broke.

In an instant, Shen Qiaoyan's body fell down suddenly, and the broken tree branch caught her plain clothes, and with a "cha", a scar was drawn.

Her defenseless body suddenly hung in the air, there were many protruding stones and wooden branches on the steep cliff, Shen Qiaoyan rubbed and slid down and suddenly suffered several injuries on her body.

"Ah!" Shen Qiaoyan exclaimed.

Her hand was still holding on to the ivy firmly, and after slipping a few feet, she quickly grabbed the ivy again and stabilized her body, while the other hand holding Jun Zechen's wrist was about to Dislocated, she also firmly did not let go.

But everything hadn't given her a chance to breathe, the only life-saving straw that she was holding tightly to was finally overwhelmed and broke.

Shen Qiaoyan's pupils reflected the moment when the ivy broke, and she was completely cold.

The body quickly passed through the heavy mist floating on the cliff, his eyes reflected the weeds growing wildly on the cliff, as well as the dark night sky, a round moon, and several stars shining with silver light.

It was as if she had seen this scene before.

A trace of pain in her heart was drawn out of her body like a needle and thread, and the picture in her mind gradually became blurred. The severe pain in her abdomen made her unable to have extra distracting thoughts.

Just like that, she closed her eyes.

In her hand, she was still holding that extremely cold hand tightly.

And Jun Zechen, who closed his eyes tightly, seemed to be speeding up to pull Shen Qiaoyan into the endless abyss under the cliff.

(End of this chapter)