However, soon, she heard Xiao Qian's response, "Sister, I'm below!"
"Are you okay?"
Hearing his response, Yang Zimei's hanging heart was loosened.
She was really afraid that there was no defense, and Xiao Qian, who suddenly jumped, would fall into a meat cake!
"It's okay, sister, you jump down, it's fun!"
Xiao Qian called below, "There is no danger, jump down directly."
"Can Mr. Huo jump?"
She and ripple jumping down without any problems, she was afraid that Huo Wenhua, an ordinary person, would have an accident.
"As long as you don't scare boldness, it's okay, you can't die."
Xiao Qian answered.
After listening to Yang Zimei, he hung himself up again.
Yang Zimei told Xiao Qian's words and told ripples and Huo Wenhua.
When I heard it, I didn't want to, jumping, jumped directly, and then disappeared silently.
"Mr. Huo, do you dare to jump? Xiao Qian will protect you below, but the process of this fall will be a bit frightened. My rope is only ten meters long. You hang ten meters first and then jump down.
"
Yang Zimei looked at Huo Wenhua Road.
Huo Wenhua nodded, "It's okay, I'm not afraid of death. What are you afraid of?"
"It's okay, I'm not afraid of death. What are you afraid of this?" His copy of the ghost repeated his words.
Yang Zimei looked upset, simply stretched out, kicked on the buttocks of the ghost, kicked it down.
Anyway, this duplicate ghost is not ingenious, and it will never scare to death.
Yang Zimei originally wanted to let Huo Wenhua hang the rope part of it.
Who knows, he doesn't want to think, follow the copy of the ghost.
She only remembered that between the two of them, it was equivalent to the bishes, and they could not be too far away. One go, and they must quickly pull the other to follow the other.
Seeing that Huo Wenhua also jumped down, Yang Zimei was no longer nostalgic for the magnificence of the cave, and jumped down.
I have never tried to jump from such a high place.
The speed of her body has a stimulating pleasure ...
The faster the fall, in the end, the soles of the feet seemed to step on the soft silt.
Look up and look around.
Xiao Qian, ripples, Huo Wenhua, copying ghosts, all of them.
Xiao Qian and ripples rolled on the mud, and Huo Wenhua and the duplicate ghost landing were wrong. Most of them were still inserted into the mud.
Yang Zimei walked over, with both hands on one side, and lifted them out of the mud.
Huo Wenhua held his heart, breathed a sigh of breath, his face was slightly green.
Yang Zimei gave him the pulse, and found that it was not a big deal, so he didn't care.
Slap!
A piece of dirt was thrown over to her.
Yang Zimei hurriedly avoided it, scolding Xiao Qian, "Xiao Qian, not allowed to play with mud!"
At this time, Xiao Qian was full of silt, dirty, and ripples.
"Sister, anyway, our clothes are dirty, so it's enough to play, so fun, this silt is so special."
Xiao Qian rolled in the mud and screamed.
Ripples followed him.
Looking at these two childlike guys, Yang Zimei is really helpless.
She can only observe the terrain first.
There are about 20 square meters of this Abyss Valley, all of which are silt.
As Xiao Qian said, this silt is different from the mud that is usually seen, and there is no smell of smelly and soil.
On the contrary, it also smells a faint fragrance, which is similar to grass, and it smells good.