Two figures on the ground rushed from two directions.
At the same moment, Du Yi, who had been following Liu Yue, lurked over because he saw Yun Zhao and others appearing.
Unexpectedly, something unexpected happened at this time, and there was no time to hide the traces. In order to assassinate her from behind, she rushed towards Liuyue from another direction.
Three people rushed forward in three directions.
The rain is getting heavier and heavier, making it almost impossible to see everything in front of you. There is only the slightest drop of rain, and only the cold as ice rain.
Reaching out and covering his chest tightly, Dugu Ye ignored the dagger stabbed by Liu Yue on his shoulder and stared at Liu Yue flying in the air with his wide eyes.
All kinds of expressions alternated repeatedly on that cold face.
That face that had always been cold and emotionless was now mixed with anxiety and a trace of fear, a trace of fear that he didn't even understand.
His feet did not rush out, but he grabbed the flying Liuyue.
It seems to be so indifferent.
It was just that her hands were tightly grasping her chest, and her black and blue eyes were so tightly and anxiously looking at the moon that was flying down towards the mountain stream in the sky.
There are strange rocks under that mountain stream. If Liu Yue falls down at this moment...
The rain became heavier and heavier, and it seemed like it lasted for thousands of years.
The air was almost solid at this moment.
The blood-red figure flew down.
Below, Yun Zhao's figure rushed towards him.
He was fast, but Liu Yue fell faster.
Seeing that his fingertips were about to catch Liu Yue's figure, Yun Zhao suddenly stumbled and fell forward as soon as he lost his center of gravity.
Yun Zhao's eyes were only focused on the flying moon in the air, but he didn't pay attention to the situation under his feet.
Suddenly there was no barrier under his feet, and Yun Zhao fell down with a bang.
Shocked, Yun Zhao quickly glanced at his feet. His heart suddenly felt cold. His feet were completely dark, and his feet were already dangling in the air.
The body fell sharply down.
Almost subconsciously, Yun Zhao leaned back abruptly towards his forward body, and grabbed the cliff next to the mountain road with a palm of his backhand.