"My Sanlang is right. This place is not only full of mountains and peaks, but also steep cliffs and ravines. I'm afraid it will be very dangerous for you to go down alone. One more person means more strength."

Hua Qingcheng's sincere words and determined eyes brought a touch of warmth to Yang Aoxue's heart.

"good!"

"I, Yang Aoxue, am not someone who doesn't know what's good for me. I, Yang Aoxue, have made friends with Sister Hua. If I can be reunited with A-Long safely, I will definitely drink hundreds of cups with you in the future!"

"We can talk about drinking later. Now let's go down and take a look."

Hua Qingcheng had the support of rock climbing equipment, and could sneak into the space villa if she encountered danger, so she was not afraid to go down, but she scared her husbands a lot.

"Qingcheng, this is too dangerous!" Situ Ye looked disapproving.

"Yes, Xiao Qingcheng, if something happens to you, what will happen to my Xiao Qingqing and Xiao Xiaochen?"

Han Yichen curled his lips and looked at Hua Qingcheng with a resentful look.

"Besides... I don't want to be a widower. I'm only seventeen years old, and I'm still so handsome and elegant. Without you, my long life ahead will become an endless darkness. Without you, what's the point of me staying in this world? I might as well go with you..."

"Wait, Achen! Don't worry, I'll be fine. Also, what are Xiao Qingqing and Xiao Xiaochen?" Seeing that the third husband was getting more and more outrageous, Hua Qingcheng hurriedly stopped him.

"Xiao Qingqing and Xiao Xiaochen are of course our daughter and son! If anything happens to you, they will be gone." Han Yichen raised his chin slightly, turned his head to the side, with a look of arrogance on his face.

"Achen, don't worry, I'll be fine."

Hua Qingcheng pulled Han Yichen over, put her hands around his neck, and gave him a passionate kiss on the lips.

"Also, I promise you, our little Qingqing and little Xiaochen will have them in the future." Hua Qingcheng curled the corners of her lips slightly, her breath as sweet as orchid, and she whispered softly in Han Yichen's ear before letting him go.

"Okay, that's what you said. If you dare to get into trouble, I, Young Master Han, will die for you!" Han Yichen put away his usual playful expression and looked serious.

"Qingcheng, you..."

Si Chengfeng on the side also looked at Hua Qingcheng with great anxiety.

"Afeng, wait for me!"

Hua Qingcheng walked up to Si Chengfeng and hugged him, then let him go and turned to face the thousand-foot cliff.

"Sister Hua, why don't you just..."

Seeing Hua Qingcheng's three husbands looking as if they were about to part with her forever, Yang Aoxue's lips twitched slightly. Well, they were strangers after all, so there was no point in putting them at risk just because of her.

"Sister Yang, this is the Flying Tiger Claw. Throw it far away at a solid rock. Let the steel cable wrap around the rock pillar three times, and the claw will firmly grip the rock. Pull it to move forward or climb up. We can also use it to slowly climb down."

While Yang Aoxue was hesitating, Hua Qingcheng had already taken out a tattered cloth bag from her arms, used the bag as a cover to take out the climbing equipment from the space, and armed herself. Then she handed Yang Aoxue the Flying Tiger Claw, a dagger and other things.

Looking at Hua Qingcheng, who was wearing a strange hat and all kinds of weird costumes, Yang Aoxue didn't say much. She just nodded at her and followed Hua Qingcheng's instructions, continuing to go down along the rope of the Flying Tiger Claw.

"Qingcheng!"

Just as Hua Qingcheng was about to get off the cliff, her three husbands called her at the same time.

"Aye, Achen, Afeng, if you want me to return safely, please give me a lucky kiss!"

As Hua Qingcheng finished speaking, Situ Ye and Si Chengfeng kissed her on both sides of her cheek.

"Achen, where's yours?"

Hua Qingcheng pulled Han Yichen over, pecked him lightly on the lips, then turned and walked towards the bottom of the cliff.

"Wait for me~"

Hua Qingcheng's voice was still floating among the mountains, but her figure was shrinking smaller and smaller on the cliff.

"Little...little...master! Don't..."

When Kang Fulai, leaning on a crutch and muttering to himself in a hoarse voice, slowly walked to the edge of the Cliff of Forgetfulness, Hua Qingcheng had already gone down a long distance. He only had time to see a black shadow moving downwards.

Kang Fulai looked at the heartless cliff with great distress. Hua Qingcheng's figure gradually became unclear until it turned into a black dot and even disappeared completely.