"No." Lu Wushuang shook his head, "I came to Qingyin Temple with my sister to visit the temple fair. I was attracted by the sound of your flute and came to the cliff at the back of the mountain."
"Oh, why did I forget that Vanilla is still waiting for me in front of the temple gate? She must be waiting very anxiously." When mentioning Vanilla, Lu Wushuang suddenly remembered that she slapped her head and muttered to herself, then turned around and hurriedly
Run towards Qingyin Temple halfway up the mountain.
Just two steps away, it rained a little yesterday, and moss and some olive-colored ground fungi were growing vigorously on the cliff edge. Lu Wushuang inadvertently stepped on the wet and slippery moss and ground fungus.
, her feet slipped, and her whole body was so desperate that she threw herself towards the edge of the cliff. Her body fell down the cliff without warning like a fallen leaf in the rustling autumn.
"Help!"
I felt that my body was falling rapidly, like a boat in the wind and rain, falling continuously towards the bottomless abyss.
It's over, it's over, it seems like she's going back to modern times again this time, but I don't know if her body is still there?
Lu Wushuang closed her eyes, this was the only thought in her mind at this time.
The wind whistled in my ears, and my black hair spread out, flying wildly in the wind.
The man in white clothes on the edge of the cliff was stunned for half a second by the scene in front of him. Then, without hesitation, he jumped off the cliff, took out the long flute from his waist, pressed a mechanism at the end of the flute, and a thin as silver needle was
The sky silk thread shot from the tail of the flute and accurately wrapped around Lu Wushuang's slender waist.
At the same time, the other man in white grabbed the vine growing on the edge of the cliff in time.
"Hey, why did the sound of wind in her ears disappear?" Lu Wushuang, who had kept her eyes closed tightly because of fear, could not hear the whistling wind. She tried to overcome the fear in her heart and slowly opened her eyes. Only then did she realize that she
His body was hanging in the air, with a bottomless abyss beneath his feet, and a hazy cliff top shrouded in clouds and mist above his head.
"Hey girl, are you okay?"
Concerned inquiries came from a position about six feet above her head. Lu Wushuang then raised her head and looked up. It turned out that the person who rescued her was the man in white who was standing on the edge of the cliff playing the flute.
"I'm fine." Lu Wushuang's black hair was flying messily in the air, her face was as pale as paper, she shook her head and said.
"Don't move, I'll pull you up."
The man in white was holding the tough rattan with one hand and holding the long flute with the other. He turned his wrist slightly and wrapped the silk tail of the flute around his wrist one by one, shortening the distance between him and Lu Wushuang.
"Hold my waist tight and never let go."
Finally, the two people hanging in the air were on the same level, and Bai Yi spoke.
"Um."
Perhaps it was the man in white's calm and calm expression without any panic that gave Lu Wushuang infinite courage and sense of security. The fear in her heart disappeared, and she responded softly, nodded, and stretched out her hands to tightly hug the strong waist of the man in white.
She hugged her very tightly, and this hug held her hope of life.
Because Lu Wushuang's bandage was too tight, the man in white's waist hurt slightly. However, when people are facing life or death, they will always try their best to grasp the last straw. He smiled understandingly.
I saw him put away the silk silk of the long flute, inserted the long flute back into his waist, put his free hand around Lu Wushuang's waist, and a trace of warmth as warm as jade, but extremely reassuring appeared at the corner of his lips.
Smile, "Girl, you can let go."
"I won't let go." Lu Wushuang still held the waist of the man in white tightly with both hands, and she shook her head like a rattle. He was her only hope of life now. If she didn't let go, she wouldn't let go even if she died.