Yang Zhao didn't really want to die.
It was because she knew she had no chance of winning against those bandits. If she were captured alive, the consequences would be predictable.
So she took the gamble.
Bet the snow is thick enough under the cliff.
Bet there is a cliff or a sliding slope under the mountain.
I bet there will be a dense forest or a lake under the cliff...
And she seemed to have won the bet again.
Below the cliff is a steep hillside.
It was a very steep and long slope of strange rocks. Not long after she and Madam Wei jumped down, they landed heavily on the thick snow, and then they rolled completely out of control...
She desperately protected her head.
But I was still scratched by various protruding stones and tree branches...
pain.
The pain made her see stars.
Especially when her lower back was hit hard on a protruding rock, she almost fainted from the pain.
But she didn't know.
At the foot of the rock, a sharp branch was pointed directly at the spot where she had fallen...
The man who jumped over happened to see this scene.
He narrowed his eyes.
'puff'
There was a muffled sound like flesh being pierced.
Yang Zhao felt himself being pushed away by a gentle force. His body turned and rolled straight onto a nearby snowdrift...
pain!
My whole body aches.
At this moment, Yang Zhao heard a familiar, anxious voice asking, "Are you okay? How do you feel? Do you feel any pain? Where are you hurt?"
The sound came from far away.
Yang Zhaoren recovered from the dizziness before slowly opening his eyes.
What caught her eye was a pitch-black mask not far away, and a pair of anxious eyes beneath the mask that were so deep that she could not read them.
Yang Zhaowei was stunned.
"Lord Pavilion Master?"
It's him!
The master of Dragon and Phoenix Pavilion!
Yang Zhao wanted to sit up, but as soon as she moved, she gasped!
'Hiss!'
"Don't move."
Mo Junran quickly took off his cloak, bent down and covered her with it. Yang Zhao could not see the expression under his mask. He only heard his voice return to its distant tone: "Madam, I am rude!"
After he said that, he stretched out his hand and gently covered her waist through the cloak.
He pressed lightly and saw that although Yang Zhao frowned slightly, the pain was not unbearable. He pressed several more places and after seeing Yang Zhao's reaction, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's probably just a bruise. Don't move."
Upon hearing this, Yang Zhao stopped moving.
The pain wasn't just in her waist; she felt it in several other places. But she didn't say anything. She just looked at the masked man in front of her and asked, "Are you alone? There are more than a dozen bandits on the mountain. Can you handle them?"
She didn't ask why he was here?
Why save her!
Upon hearing this, Mo Junran couldn't help but look at her.
Looking at her pale and disheveled pretty face, looking at her veins bulging with pain and the cold sweat, looking at the murderous intent under her calm eyes.
He looked at her quietly, then replied with two words: "Okay."
"I'll pay to kill them!"
However, after thinking for a moment, Yang Zhao said, "Leave one person alive and gouge out his eyes. Those bandits are not ordinary bandits. We must give the government a direction to track down the person behind the incident."
As soon as Yang Zhao saw the bandits coming down the mountain on their sleds, he noticed that the shoes on their feet were leather boots for military supplies.
That's not something an ordinary bandit can wear.
And she also heard the bandits shouting "Madam of Minister Wei's family", which showed that the bandits had a clear goal. Judging from their behavior of cutting off the escape route at that time, it was clear that the other party had no intention of leaving anyone alive!
But she survived!!
Rather than planting hidden dangers for your future, it is better to cut the grass and eradicate it first...
"Master, come back after you've finished killing them all...hiss!"
Yang Zhao wanted to say that she would lie here and wait for him to come pick her up after he had killed all the bandits. But before she could finish her words, her body suddenly flew into the air, and her waist was a little painful from being pulled by him.
She frowned and looked at the man who held her: "Master, what are you doing?"
"I have overstepped my bounds!"
"But there are wolves in the mountains. I'll take you up first." The man picked her up through the thick cloak, and his movements were extremely careful.
Yang Zhao frowned slightly.
It wasn't because of any transgression, but how was he going to take her up there?
But obviously, Yang Zhao got the answer to this question very quickly.
She was carried and flew up using lightness skills, and during the way, she also saw Madam Wei hanging on a tree branch halfway up the hillside!
The bandits on the cliff had already been subdued.
After Mo Junran jumped onto the cliff, he took a quick glance and said coldly, "Leave one alive and gouge out his eyes. Kill the rest!"
"yes!"
The four men in black responded respectfully.
The next second, before the subdued bandits could even react in fear, their necks were slashed with a single blow, leaving only the bandit leader, screaming and clutching his bleeding eyes...
Yang Zhao's pupils shrank slightly.
What amazing skills.
But thinking about the situation at Dragon and Phoenix Pavilion, she didn't show any more abnormality on her face, but continued: "There is another person under the cliff, and I have a maid and a servant..."
*
In the carriage.
Madam Wei looked at Yang Zhao lying on the soft cushion behind her, a complex expression flashed in her eyes, her lips moved for a long time, and she said in a dry voice: "Mrs. Shen, thank you!"
Yang Zhao lay on the cushion, but he was still in great pain.
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