The cliff was so high that if she jumped down, she would be smashed into a pulp. However, the approaching vines behind her left her with no choice.

"Host, are you going to jump or not?" Xiao Ling asked anxiously, "There's a river below. If we jump, we can still survive."

If you stay here, those mutated plants will suck your blood dry sooner or later.

Song Jinqiao looked at the abyss, gritted his teeth, put Xiao Ling into his personal space, and jumped down without hesitation.

Xiao Ling is right, there is still hope if you jump down!

The rain was still falling, and it was getting heavier. Song Jinqiao only felt the sound of wind whistling past his ears, and didn't even feel the rain falling on him.

The wind cut her face like a knife, causing it to hurt. The wounds on her skin also split open. Her heart suddenly lost weight, and her breathing stopped for a few seconds.

"Bang!" The sound of falling into the water.

She felt herself sinking, her eyelids were too heavy to lift, and her limbs felt weak and powerless.

So uncomfortable...

I can’t breathe…

Am I going to die...

Then, she saw a person swimming towards her, and the dark color pierced deeply into her eyes.

She saw a red glow around the man for some unknown reason, it looked like blood...

There was a soft touch on her lips, something she had never felt before. It felt like jelly, but also like something else...

She felt something enter her mouth again, her eyelids gradually drooped, and her brain was urging her to pass out...

It's him.

This was the only thought I had before I fell into a coma.

[Ding, Mission: Kiss Cangye, Mission Completed, Points Added 10, Total Points -9.]

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The rain is still falling. The first rain of the rainy season is not so easy to stop. It washes away everything in the air.

The rivers began to rise and overflowed their banks. Fortunately, there were many trees, and all the water was absorbed by the roots.

Song Jinqiao slowly opened his eyes. It seemed that he had slept too much. His eyelids were still heavy and his throat felt uncomfortable as if it was smoking.

The wound, which had originally lost all sensation, rushed into her brain with pain after realizing that her body had relaxed, adding another burden to her already painful brain.

"Wake up." A voice slowly came to my ear, deep and rich, full of magnetism, very vulgar and seductive.

Song Jinqiao mechanically turned his head to look at the source of the sound, and saw the familiar person standing there, his deep, dark eyes as unfathomable as an ancient well.

She opened her mouth, but found it difficult to speak.

Cangye walked over with some water in a leaf, held her in his arms, and fed her a sip of water. He touched her forehead and said, "You had a fever, it's just right."

Song Jinqiao blinked her eyes, and only then did she realize that she had been wearing animal skin clothes without her knowing.

After feeding her water, Cangye looked at her and asked, "Why did you run out?"

He thought she was just being naughty, so he ran into the forest late at night and accidentally fell off a cliff.

Song Jinqiao cleared her throat and let him hold her in her arms, feeling sick. She really didn't have the strength to struggle: "The clan leader wants to kill me because you're not here."

So I ran out.

Cangye couldn't help but frown as he listened.

He had never expected that the patriarch would have murderous intentions. He thought they would not dare to kill females and would at most monitor them, so he felt at ease leaving Song Jinqiao in the wolf tribe.

"It's my fault." Cangye admitted his mistake.