The wind in Suyan often carries a burnt smell, which the locals call "the smell of stone."
Xiao Nanhui felt that it was the smell of the sun scorching the earth.
Even after being away from Suyan for more than ten years, she was unable to erase this smell from the depths of her memory. When she set foot on this land again, she was almost instantly drawn into her memories by this familiar smell.
The cold wind rushed into her nostrils, but she smelled another scent in it.
It was an earthy smell mixed with moisture.
It's like the smell of the night before a heavy rain in midsummer.
Of course, this was just a fleeting thought in her mind. She had no time to discern its true meaning at the moment, as her entire attention was focused on the silver light that was moving straight ahead of her.
Pingxian let out a low hum in the air, and the blood-stained spear tip glowed with a cold light, piercing through the thick fog and firmly piercing into the rock wall in the next second. The spear body rubbed against the stone, making a sharp scream.
The weight of two people increased the effect of inertia, and her body slammed into the rock wall. Su Wei shuddered in her arms. She could feel his weight pressing on her ribs through the breastplate, and the compression of her chest made her cough violently.
The wind around us was getting stronger and the fog was dispersing rapidly.
Soon, she and her majesty would become two targets on this bare rock wall, and even a second-rate archer could shoot them through with one arrow.
Now that both shuttle chains were broken, she had nothing to climb on. Fortunately, this place was only a few feet away from the top of the cliff. As long as they passed this last level, they would be temporarily safe.
Taking a deep breath, Xiao Nanhui used his feet to feel for a foothold on the rock wall, and then said to the man in his arms: "Your Majesty, you have to step on my shoulders to climb up."
Su Wei looked at her deeply, without saying anything, and silently grabbed Ping Xian, using the strength she held on his waist to climb up.
At this instant of force, the cliff in front of the two men made a crisp sound, and a crack exploded from the place where the flat string pierced. The loose stones rolled down into the abyss, as if reminding them of a certain ending.
Time was running out and she couldn't hesitate.
Xiao Nanhui concentrated all his strength on his shoulders and tried his best to lift the person next to him.
At the same time, the rocks under her feet fell off with a loud bang, and her whole body was hanging on the flat string, suspended in mid-air.
Between life and death, she felt that everything in front of her slowed down, and there was a faint whistling sound coming from a distance, stimulating her five senses.
There was a voice in the middle, calling her name urgently.
She slowly raised her head and looked upwards.
Amidst the still-rolling rubble, a hand hovered above her head.
A slender, white hand with distinct joints, and a string of fine Buddhist beads on the wrist, just like the hand of Buddha.
What's going on today? Why do I always feel like the past is still vivid in my mind?
"Xiao Nanhui! Give me your hand!"
The man's voice pierced through the rumbling noise all around and went straight into her eardrums.
The desire for life made her subconsciously reach out and want to grasp that hope, but reason made her stop.
She was also wearing heavy armor, but even without that, she was too heavy for someone who didn't practice martial arts.
If he couldn't pull her up, she would probably drag him off the cliff.
He was the meaning of her being a natural general, and she couldn't betray her duty.
Xiao Nanhui stared at the man's face in a daze, and suddenly felt that if the last scene he saw before he died was this face, which usually had no expression, suddenly became harsh and out of control, it would be a very rare thing.
At this moment, he indeed had that expression.
Click.
The last bit of support shattered, and Xiao Nanhui felt the string in her hand tilt and then slip from the rock wall. Her body, like a heavy stone tablet, slowly leaned back, about to be shattered to pieces after a long fall.
Then, her flipping vision stopped in the next second.
A force pulled the string, stopping her fall.
Xiao Nanhui looked up along Pingxian's gun. The hand was tightly grasping the tip of Pingxian's gun. The sharp tip of the gun cut his hand, and the blood gathered into several lines, spreading downwards along the pattern on the gun barrel.
"His Majesty......"
She subconsciously wanted to let go, but the man seemed to understand her thoughts and shouted sternly.
"If you let go now, you will be guilty of deceiving the emperor and disobeying his orders."
He added another hand, and she could see it trembling, and something warm dripped onto her face.
"Armor! Take off your armor!"
She came to her senses and used her other hand to unfasten the buckle on her armor.
The Guangyao Camp is most proud of its Guangyao Armor, but this armor is very complicated to wear, and the chain buckle is almost impossible to unlock from the outside with one hand.
However, there was a silver lining in the misfortune: Yan Zi's sword energy had just attacked from behind, and her armor had been cut in half from the back, and was now somewhat shaky.
With a twist of his wrist and a strong force, the entire breastplate fell off, followed by the waist armor and two shoulder guards...
She suddenly felt her body lighten, and the strength that had been lost seemed to slowly flow back into her body. She grabbed the string tightly and moved upwards.
Blood flowed on the gun barrel made of fine steel. Xiao Nanhui felt that his hands were slippery and he was about to fail in climbing.
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