"Yan'er." Dongfang Yifei followed behind Sima Jiaorong.
Unexpectedly, Bei Ming Yaowei, who had taken the antidote, stood up with a gloomy face. Since there was no way to retreat, then let's fight to the death. Without Nangong Ziyan, no one in the world could control the demonic nature within Bei Ming Haotian, and he would become the enemy of the world just the same. With a forceful wave of his hand, Nangong Ziyan's body flew backward like a feather at an even faster speed.
At this moment, Sima Jiaorong was a step too slow, her eyes wide with fury as she stared at Bei Ming Yaowei.
The powerful spiritual energy pulled Nangong Ziyan all the way to the edge of the cliff. After landing, due to inertia, Nangong Ziyan tumbled several times on the steep slope. She finally managed to grab onto the surrounding vines and was hanging on the cliff.
"Ah!" The weight of her body caused the vines to keep pulling her downwards. The pain in her hands and the feeling of being suspended in mid-air made Nangong Ziyan feel as if she had already stepped into the gates of hell.
"Yan'er".
"Yan'er..."
"Yan'er..." Sima Jiaorong's eyes reddened as she watched Nangong Ziyan roll off the cliff. The couple disregarded everything else and rushed forward to confront Bei Ming Yaowei and his son.
"Bei Ming Yaowei, I, Sima Jiaorong, will not rest until I have killed you today..."
Sima Jiaorong let out a sharp cry, her sorrowful voice piercing the entire valley as she desperately lunged for Bei Ming Yaowei's throat.
With bloodshot eyes, Dongfang Yifei stared sharply at the remaining twenty-odd men in black behind Beiming Yaowei, his anger rising to the top of his head.
The man in black looked at Dongfang Yifei's murderous face and those terrifyingly gloomy eyes, and instantly felt as if Mount Tai was pressing down on him.
Suddenly, to the astonishment of the men in black, he swiftly and fiercely leaped forward, and within ten moves, more than twenty masked men in black had fallen to the ground, demonstrating the immense rage within him.
Bei Mingyaowei turned around, looking at Dongfang Yifei's skills in surprise, feeling both angry and helpless.
"Yifei, hurry and save Yan'er..." Sima Jiaorong was currently unable to leave and could only rely on Dongfang Yifei.
"Alright!" Dongfang Yifei said without hesitation, "Yan'er."
Dongfang Yifei ran to the edge of the cliff and saw that Nangong Ziyan had not fallen. His sharp eyes were instantly filled with excitement. Fortunately, there were many vines here, otherwise he really couldn't imagine what would have happened.
Seeing Dongfang Yifei, it would be a lie to say that Nangong Ziyan was unhappy. Being suspended in mid-air was really unpleasant, and the unreal feeling beneath her feet made her feel extremely insecure.
"Yan'er, hang in there a little longer, I'll get you up right away." Because Nangong Ziyan had already fallen a long distance, and there was no foothold on the edge of the cliff, Dongfang Yifei could only try to pull Nangong Ziyan up.
"Okay!" Nangong Ziyan gripped the vines tightly with both hands. She was afraid of heights and didn't dare to look down. Her hands were burning from the vines.
Looking up and following Dongfang Yifei's figure, she suddenly realized that the vine she was holding onto had almost been uprooted by her.
In an instant, Nangong Ziyan was stunned. Was her transmigration life going to end at the bottom of this cliff? No, what about her, Haotian, and her family? She couldn't let it end like this.
"Yifei, hurry up! The vine is about to break!" Nangong Ziyan shouted anxiously as she slowly slid down. She was starting to panic. Please, she didn't want to die! In this timeline, she was still a young girl in the prime of her life. Moreover, she didn't even know how Haotian was faring in his fight with the man in white, or if he was injured. All these reasons made her unwilling to die like this.
"Yan'er, hold on a little longer." Dongfang Yifei looked at her anxiously. A rope couldn't be found in a short time, so Dongfang Yifei could only look for a foothold and try to bring Nangong Ziyan up.
As her body continued to decline, Nangong Ziyan felt a sense of resignation.
"Found it!" Dongfang Yifei shouted with joy.
"Ah!" Just as he was overjoyed, Nangong Ziyan's body slid down rapidly.
"Yan'er!" Dongfang Yifei's eyes widened in shock. He didn't know what was wrong with him at that moment. He couldn't care about anything else and rushed towards the smaller and smaller figure. He had only one thought in his mind: he didn't want Nangong Ziyan to die.
On the cliff, corpses littered the ground, and the spring breeze stirred up a desolate atmosphere.
"Yan'er..."
After Sima Jiaorong's painful cry, Bei Ming Yaowei also ended his life.
"Father..." Bei Mingyuehen looked at her father lying on the ground in horror. Was today really their last day?
"Sima Jiaorong, what is your relationship with Sima Jiaoru? Your cultivation levels are too similar." Before he died, Bei Ming Yaowei only wanted to find out this.
"Since you're going to die, then I'll make sure you die knowing why. Go to hell and atone for your sins to my sister and brother-in-law! I am Sima Jiaoru's sister!" Sima Jiaorong roared fiercely, unable to vent her hatred and anger.
"So that's how it is..." Bei Mingyaowei didn't even finish his last sentence before his body fell straight backward, his eyes wide open, still looking like he died with his eyes wide open.
His life, like that of grass and trees, sprouted in spring and withered in autumn. He had painstakingly planned for over a decade, cautiously navigating this journey, only to be ultimately betrayed and vengeful. What he could truly remember were only the most glorious moments of his life. Even today, as he bids farewell to this world, he is still reluctant to part with everything he has, his widening eyes gazing sadly in the direction of the Northern Underworld Continent.
Bei Mingyuehen, who was fighting Nangong Yuze, was filled with fear. But no matter what, he could not die today. Even if he had to live a life of ignominy, he had to live. He kept retreating towards the edge of the cliff, determined that the bottom of the cliff was his only way out. With Nangong Yuze's cultivation, killing him would not be difficult. However, he saw the reluctance in Nangong Yuze's eyes several times.
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