The roars of Zhong Wu and Zhong Liu rang out, their faces covered in blood, but they ignored the wounds and started chasing after him!

The assassins are chasing after them relentlessly!

The bows and arrows were as fast as feathers, without stopping; the horses were galloping wildly, with no idea where to go!

Qing Yue could no longer stand and threw herself into Feng Ling's arms! Her eyes were red as she stared intently at the feather arrow on his chest!

Feng Ling snapped off the feather tail, "Get off the carriage! The horse is crazy!"

Feng Ling spoke quickly, grabbing Qing Yue's hand. He was looking for the best opportunity to jump out of the car, but the next moment, Qing Yue raised his eyes, but his breath was instantly stuck. He saw a cliff in front of him...

Feng Ling followed Qing Yue's gaze and saw it too!

His expression changed instantly, and without hesitation, he grabbed Qing Yue's waist...

The horse went mad, charging straight towards the cliff and falling. At the critical moment, Feng Ling grabbed Qing Yue's waist and threw her to the ground...

His legs were not good for walking and he could not use much strength. While the horse was galloping, he might have saved his life by jumping off the car, but there was a cliff in front of him and the crazy horse was running too fast. His shoulder was pierced by a feather arrow and he could not use much strength. So at the critical moment, he could only use all his strength to help Qin Wan escape!

The moment of being thrown up, the moment of the carriage falling off the cliff.

Qing Yue saw Feng Ling's eyes which were calm to the extreme.

Those phoenix eyes were as cold as ever, always like a pool, but it seemed as if her shadow was reflected in them!

"Phoenix Feather!"

That moment!

Qing Yue screamed in shock.

In fact, it was just a short blink of an eye, but she seemed to have thought a lot!

Without Feng Ling, she wouldn't be where she is today!

How could she let Feng Ling fall off the cliff and save her? He was a man with a disability!

The moment her body was thrown into the air, she met Feng Ling's calm eyes, but suddenly... she stretched out her hand!

At the moment of falling, he grabbed Feng Ling's hand!

Then, she saw Feng Ling's expression suddenly change!

Falling, crashing!

Qing Yue seemed to be embraced in Feng Ling's arms in an instant, but she still felt the wind whistling in her ears and the feeling of weightlessness!

She knew she should do something, but she couldn't do anything. Her mind was blank. She even had to open her mouth wide to breathe, and her vision was black from time to time!

It was an invisible and silent fear.

It seems like there is no end.

Once, she was kicked off the top of Luoye Mountain by Qing Yunyao with scars and blood all over her body. She did not die at that time. During the falling process, her body kept hitting the rocks and trees, again and again, until she died!

This time, she was protected, protected by Feng Ling!

But she was still so overwhelmed by the stress pain that she forgot to react. Her brain was deprived of oxygen, and her vision went black until she passed out...

**

pain.

My whole body felt like it was falling apart.

Qing Yue was in a daze, as if trapped in a nightmare.

Tick, tick.

It seemed like there were drops of cold water on her face. Qingyue reached out and wiped her face. Is it raining?

Suddenly, memories flooded back, and the scene before falling off the cliff suddenly returned to my mind: the assassins, the pursuit, and the fall off the cliff...

Phoenix feather!

Qing Yue opened her eyes in a flash, and saw a gray sky with a few raindrops falling. She sat up, her whole body seemed to fall apart. She looked around, and it seemed to be a dense forest valley, surrounded by grass and trees, and a mess of stones...

Where is Feng Ling?

Qing Yue stood up hurriedly. She did not forget that when she fell off the cliff, she was protected in Feng Ling's arms the whole time. So after falling from such a high cliff, she was not injured at all except for the pain all over her body.

"Feng Ling, Feng Ling..."

Qing Yue was extremely anxious and hurriedly stood up to look for him. When she raised her eyes, she saw Feng Ling, dressed in black, lying unconscious not far away. He was injured in several places and his clothes were stained with blood. Qing Yue hurriedly ran forward and saw that Feng Ling's eyes were tightly closed and his face was as pale as paper. The broken arrows on his chest had all pierced into his body. The bloodstains on his clothes were glaring red.

Qing Yue called out twice, but Feng Ling didn't respond.

Her heart sank to the bottom, and an invisible fear surrounded her.

She almost trembled as she stretched out her hand to feel Feng Ling's breath. She was so afraid that Feng Ling would die like this. What should she do then?

Unconsciously, she had become so dependent on this man.

Fortunately... I'm still breathing.

Although it is weak, there is still breath.

Qingyue almost cried with joy.

Suddenly, there was a noise not far away. Were the assassins chasing them? Or was there a ferocious beast?

Qing Yue's face darkened. She analyzed the current situation. From the horse going crazy to running wildly and falling off the cliff, this cliff was obviously not as high as she had imagined. It was not like a thousand-foot cliff. The bottom of the cliff seemed to be covered with dense forests. This should be the dense forests of Nanjiao Mountain.

The people who want to kill them have spent so much money that they will never let them live. They will definitely want to see them alive or dead.

So they are still dangerous now.

Once discovered, they will have no way out.

Feng Ling's condition is not optimistic now. An arrow has pierced her body and there are countless wounds on her body. It is not known whether she has suffered any internal injuries. She must be saved quickly.

The movement seemed to be getting closer.

Qing Yue squatted down, gritted her teeth, lifted Feng Ling up, and carried her on her back.

Feng Ling was unconscious and powerless, so she was the only one who pulled his arm in, once, twice, three times...

She fell to the ground, beads of sweat on her forehead, but Qing Yue's eyes became more determined. She had to carry Feng Ling on her back, she had to save him. He had even risked his life to save her, even blocking the arrow for her. How could this man be like this? They had clearly agreed on a mutually beneficial relationship, so why would he risk his life for her? Was it necessary to go to such lengths?

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!