Two people are falling.
Shi Yu felt the force on his arm and turned his head to look down.
Ten meters.
Five meters.
One meter.
He suddenly stretched out his hand to his side and grabbed, and the vine as thick as a human wrist almost slipped out from the root from his palm, leaving jagged blood marks.
The two men fell several meters in the air due to inertia. The strong friction wore away the flesh on the palms and the meridians. They only stopped when their white bones were vaguely visible.
【！ ！ 】
[It’s okay, it’s okay, it stopped. 】
[What is Shi Yu's psychological quality...]
Shi Yu glanced at the remaining vine in his hand and asked, "Can I go up?"
Zhao Ben screamed all the way, and now his two hands were tightly wrapped around his arms as if grasping at a life-saving straw, his voice was as dry as a rusty knife: "You, what are you doing..."
Shi Yu let him pester her: "If you don't get up, I won't be able to catch you."
Zhao Ben swallowed his saliva.
Rock climbing in such a place really tests your mentality. There is no protection like an air mattress below. If you take a wrong step, there is no recovery.
But reality does not allow him to hesitate.
The vines the two men were holding onto at the moment were hanging down from a crooked tree on the cliff. The tree was extremely thick and strong, with twisted branches.
Zhao Ben looked down at the cliff, and after he calmed down, he finally let go of one hand and hugged the other person tightly.
A second hand grabbed the vine.
His mind moved, and the next moment, a pair of black gloves suddenly appeared on his hands.
[Wow, this is a prop, right? This is a prop, right? ]
[Judging from the wearing effect, it should be a prop that increases strength, a typical ordinary quality. 】
[However, once he put on the vine, his climbing speed increased. In this situation, it is more useful than other props with special effects. ]
Even with the help of props, the fear of falling from a height could not be eliminated. The man climbed up carefully, his legs shaking and his hands covered in cold sweat.
Step by step.
The burden on Shi Yu's body suddenly lightened, and her long hair fluttered in the wind from the cliff, but her hand that was holding the vine was shaking like a dead leaf.
【I was terrified by what I saw.】
[Why didn't Shi Yu go up himself? Now his hands are empty. Is he just waiting for others to rescue him? ]
[Were you serious? He held onto the vines for so long to bear the weight of two people. The punishment of being torn apart by a chariot that was eliminated in the past was almost the same. A normal person's hands would have been broken and numb. It's a miracle that he didn't fall down now. Do you still expect him to have the strength to climb up? ? ]
[Do you remember that he was sick and had a fever? I saw him really holding on to the vines to stop himself and his mouth never closed. ]
[So why did he try to be so stubborn and ask for another person? Why would he take on a job that he doesn't have the skills to do? ]
[Didn’t you see that he was dragged into the water before? Zhao Ben was holding onto his arm so tightly, and there was no foothold at such a high place, so he couldn’t get rid of it even if he wanted to, okay?! ]
[No, I feel pain in my hands when I see him like this. My bones are worn out. How on earth can he keep his face calm? ]
[Wuwuwu, Master Beauty, hold on and wait for others to go up so they can pull you up. Don’t let anything happen at this time…]
With a "crackling" sound.
The tip of the vine suddenly slid down from the trunk.
【！ ！ ！】
Shi Yu's gaze moved from the male player's gloves to the slippery vines.
The man above also saw it and his face changed drastically on the spot.
The vine is actually like a rope with one end fixed, and the unfixed end is placed on the other side of the tree trunk. The two of them are equivalent to the movable pulley in the center. Fortunately, the vine itself is heavy enough to keep them suspended in mid-air as a whole.
At this moment, the man was only a few steps away from the tree branch, but there was no time for him to continue climbing step by step.
Zhao Ben stared at the top of his head, suddenly tightened his hand, pulled the vine hard, and using the upward force, turned over, swung his hand, and directly grabbed the thick branch.
The effect of the prop was fully reflected at this moment. Even though he was doing such an extreme action in mid-air, the man's hand seemed to be completely stuck on it, and there was not even a trace of falling after grabbing it.
The already broken vines were finally unable to bear the weight and slipped off completely after being pulled by him.
Shi Yu's vision shook and the feeling of weightlessness came over him again.
The man didn't even move to stretch out his hands. He hugged the branch with all four limbs, gritting his teeth, with a look of hostility on his face.
But no matter how the wind whistled when the vine and the human body fell from the sky, he never looked down from beginning to end.
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[Fuck you! ]
[This Zhao Ben is really such a lowly person. He was given a chance to go up, but he turned around and sent him away just to save his own life?! ]
[To be honest, many players have fought each other to get points before. Now Zhao Ben is just trying to survive. You guys shouldn't be so angry, right? ]
[Get lost, the rational person in front of me. I watch live broadcasts to relax and have fun. The fights between other players are a dungeon mechanism. I just watch their battle of wits and courage in the game. But this does not mean that I have to look down on a scum who was saved by someone one second and threw him to death the next second! ]
[Ahhh, how come my beautiful teacher is gone just like that?! I just followed him because he wanted to play the cultivation game!!]
【Claw! 】
Being scolded by invisible live broadcast comments did not affect Zhao Ben's climb up, and pushing another person into the abyss in order to save his own life did not affect his climb up. The guilt of killing someone with his own hands only lasted for a moment before being blown away by the howling wind in the sky.
Now that Zhao Ben was on the tree, he had many places to leverage his power and with the help of props, he could move around on the criss-crossing crooked trees as easily as walking on flat ground.
He stepped on the tree trunk, holding on to the mountain path with his gloves, and climbed up. As soon as his feet touched the ground, his whole body went limp and he lay on the ground gasping for breath.
Just as I was catching my breath with great difficulty, a cloud of sand and stones suddenly fell from above.
A head popped out from the protruding mountain path above and looked down for a while: "Brother Zhao!"
Zhao Ben put away his gloves silently: "Xiao Fang? Why are you here?"
Fang Chen pointed to the forest on the left: "The owner of the house showed us the way, we took a shortcut down."
The village is located in the mountains, and villagers go out every day, so they are naturally familiar with this area. Several people not only took the nearest mountain road, but also jumped directly when they encountered a low slope, and finally got down here.
But the mountain trail only goes up to this point. If you want to go further down, you will have to do extreme sports.
Fang Chen said: "I will throw the rope down now, and you grab it and climb up."
Cheng Wuye did not join their cross-altitude conversation. He leaned against the cliff, not knowing what he was thinking. It was not until he saw Zhao Ben coming up for a long time without taking the next step that he lowered his voice and asked, "Where's he?"
Zhao Ben: “What?”
Fang Chen whispered: "Brother Shi Yu, you...didn't you fall down with him? Where is he?"
Zhao Ben was silent for a few seconds as if he was organizing his words. "We fell onto that tree, and I subconsciously grabbed a branch to stop. When I looked back, I found that he was still falling, and he disappeared the next second."
Cheng Wuye frowned.
After the two fell, he immediately looked down, but there was a crooked tree protruding out of the cliff. The branches and leaves blocked their view and the distance was too far. He could only see the two people falling into the lush branches and leaves, and he could not see the rest because of the fog.
There is nothing wrong with what Zhao Ben said.
Fang Chen was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously walked to the edge of the cliff and looked down, and said with mixed feelings: "So, he fell down? Can he still survive?"
Zhao Ben's tone was heavy and hoarse: "I don't know either."
【Absolutely amazing.】
[This skill of pretending to be innocent is probably worthy of an Oscar. 】
[Let’s not talk about anything else. Just the ability to confuse right and wrong is not something that every player has. To some extent, this is also his personal characteristic? ]
[Anyway, I'm paying attention. If he continues to rely on other people's lives to extend his own life and never fails, I respect him as my father. If he gets his comeuppance, haha, I'll post the video of the process on the Divine Domain Forum. Those who need it can make an appointment in advance and get a discount.]
[The character of the treacherous businessman in the previous part really stands firm. 】
There was no point in continuing to dwell on this question, so Cheng Wuye said, "Then we are short of one person."
Zhao Ben: "Hmm? What's missing?"
Fang Chen explained: "A grave needs to be dug for the coffin to be buried. The Taoist priest of Lingshan said that four people who have practiced Taoism and have opened their spiritual orifices must come to dig the grave for the coffin. The only people in this village who meet the requirements are the four of us... three who have been accepted as disciples by the Taoist priest."
Otherwise they wouldn't have chased after us in such a hurry.
Zhao Ben grabbed the rope and said, "What should we do now?"
There is no rule in God's Domain that you will be kicked out when the game time is up, regardless of whether you have completed the game or not. If you cannot progress in the game, you will have to stay here forever.
Fang Chen is not a leader. Hearing this, he subconsciously looked at Cheng Wuye, but found that he was standing on the edge of the cliff, with the toe of his shoes almost touching the steep wall. He quickly pulled him back: "Brother, what are you doing? Be careful not to fall!"
Cheng Wuye withdrew his gaze from the crooked tree, his brows still furrowed: "Wait and see."
Fang Chen paused: "Do you want to wait for Brother Shi Yu?"
Cheng Wuye did not deny it.
Zhao Ben subconsciously opened his mouth to say something, but swallowed it back just as it came out and pretended to be dead.
The midday sun was exceptionally bright, but they were facing away from the sun, and with the shadows of the trees blocking their view, it was actually a bit cool.
Zhao Ben was the first to lose patience: "How long are we going to stay here? Will something happen up there?"
Cheng Wuye glanced at him, his eyes beneath his messy hair almost blending into the shadows.
Zhao Ben felt a chill in his heart when he was looked at by Fang Chen. He didn't have the courage to go up the mountain alone. After all, he had just been attacked and hadn't recovered yet. Who knew what would happen along the way? He wanted to find another person to go with him, but Fang Chen seemed to be under a spell and didn't show any impatience while waiting.
After a while, Cheng Wuye turned around first: "Go back."
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Let’s talk about the following.
Shi Yu didn't hear the reactions of the people above him.
In fact, he could hardly hear anything at this moment. The wind speed and intensity in the sky were too great, and the buzzing tinnitus never stopped.
The cane had loosened long ago, and Shi Yu's arms had begun to fracture the moment he grabbed the cane to stop his fall. Every movement caused him to feel excruciating pain.
He closed his eyes, then suddenly raised his hand and pulled out the hairpin on his head.
Her long hair was completely scattered, flying in the air like seaweed.
The hairpin suddenly stretched to the length of a bamboo shoot, and the sharp end pierced deeply into the sand and rocks on the mountain wall, leaving a deep groove in the soil, and finally stopped swaying.
In the blink of an eye, the hairpin automatically returned to its original shape.
Shi Yu had just fallen for half a second when the hairpin stretched out again and pierced into the mountain wall once again, and his falling body stopped moving.
Fall again, and cushion again.
Repeat the cycle.
At the moment when it was about to hit the ground, Shi Yu's hairpin slipped out of her hand and she fell directly to the ground.
Ruts were left on the grass, and bones trembled slightly as blood vessels shattered. Large amounts of blood seeped out from the cracks in the body caused by stones and broken bones, slowly soaking the clothes and dyeing the ground dark red bit by bit.
At the same time, life, which has become precarious, is also passing away.
Suddenly, a figure appeared in sight.
The person who came was surrounded by Yin energy, and the attack was at his face as he raised his hand.
Shi Yu moved his lips: "Guan Yueyue?"
The Yin energy suddenly stagnated, blowing all his long hair to both sides. The ends of his hair were stuck into clumps by the blood beads and the water vapor condensed from the high altitude when he fell, and his hair ends were wet.
The figure half-knelt down, pinched his chin with his hands, and forcefully turned his face upwards.
The face under the palm felt cold, but the skin was extremely white, and the long eyelashes were outlined in the dim light, forming a dancing silhouette. At first glance, one could fall into those eyes, which were like frost cast by the mountains, reflecting the cool moon in a pool of water, calm but vulnerable.
The figure watched quietly for a few seconds, then suddenly sneered, and the evil spirit climbed up again, heading straight for his neck.
Shi Yu finally said the second sentence, his voice was very hoarse due to the injury: "Do you hate Xu Zhukong?"
Something cold pressed against his throat, with a hint of murderous intent: "What do you want to say?"
Shi Yu couldn't really see the figure in front of him clearly. The sequelae of excessive blood loss only allowed him to vaguely determine that the other person was a human figure. He barely lifted his increasingly heavy eyelids: "Xu Zhukong pushed you down, and you came back for revenge and made him fall to his death. Now his soul has not yet entered the underworld after the seventh day, and he even invited Taoist Lingshan to come and use his body to revive. You don't want him to continue living, so you come to stop him on the day of his burial?"
The hand that was holding his suddenly froze.
His voice was low and hoarse: "But even if you kill us all, it won't have much impact on his resurrection. Besides, you don't have that ability."
The figure finally responded: "So?"
"I help you, you save me."
"Why should I trust you?"
Shi Yu closed his eyes very slowly, then opened them again: "Your brother's name is Guan Lu?"
The figure's tone suddenly became louder: "How do you know? What happened to him?!"
"I saw him this morning, but I can't judge."
Shi Yu's tone was not one of command or pleading. Apart from the fact that his voice became increasingly weak due to blood loss, his speech speed did not change much. He just calmly reminded, "But I'm dying."
A few seconds later.
The body finally let go and lifted him up from the ground: "Remember your promise."
The person in my arms closed his eyes and was no longer able to make any sound.
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