Song Qiao tried her best to open her eyes that were confused by the wind, and vaguely saw a figure rushing to the edge of the cliff. It was too far away and her face could not be seen clearly, but the silver light shone into her eyes.
It turned out to be Gu Dajing.
Song Qiao was surprised, and felt a sense of sadness in her heart. If she had known earlier, she should have delayed it a little longer, but now, she didn't even have the chance to regret it.
At the time of life and death, she was overcome with grief. Qiqi's illness had not yet been cured, and she and Xiaotang no longer had a mother.
what to do?
Song Qiao closed her eyes, tears falling silently.
At the edge of the cliff, Gu Jingting never expected that the scene he saw when he rushed over was not that Song Qiao was caught or that she was escaping, but that she actually...jumped off the edge of the cliff.
How is it possible to survive at such a high distance?
The mountain wind howled, making Gu Jingting's mind go numb. He stared at the cliff blankly, and his normally rational thoughts began to become confused. No, this is not right.
How could that woman seek death so easily? She certainly wouldn’t!
Gu Jingting thought about it over and over, and suddenly stood up. Xiang Chen's anxious voice kept coming from the earphones, "Mr. Gu, what happened? How is the situation over there?"
He was lost in thought for a long time, and then he said dumbly, "Send people to search the mountain immediately. Song Qiao just jumped off the cliff. Let them look for someone, and they must meet him!"
Gu Jingting didn't say what to do if he died.
After he gave the order, he turned to look at the scarred man next to him who was about to escape, his dark eyes as deep as ink, "Did you force her to jump just now?"
The scarred man had never seen someone with such a strong aura. Just looking at each other made him feel as if his throat was being tightly restrained and he couldn't breathe.
Sensing danger, he ran away.
However, before he could take a step forward, he felt severe pain in his calf. The scarred man lowered his head and found that a dagger had pierced his ankle.
"ah……"
He screamed and fell to the ground, rolling back and forth holding his legs.
Gu Jingting came over with murderous intent. He pulled out his dagger and, with the scarred man's face full of horror, pierced the other leg quickly and accurately.
"You dare to touch my people." He showed no expression on his face, grabbing the dagger and turning it hard in the wound.
The heartbreaking pain swept through the scarred man, and in the end he couldn't even scream, and he lay on the ground with a pale face, like a dehydrated fish, with only the slight rise and fall of his chest left.
When Xiang Chen and others arrived, the scarred man had only one breath left.
He looked at the tragic situation in front of him and stepped forward without changing his expression, "Mr. Gu, a search and rescue team has been dispatched. Results will be available within two hours at the earliest."
Gu Jingting took the handkerchief he handed over and slowly wiped his bloody fingers.
"Prepare things and I'll go down in person." He said softly.
Xiang Chen disagreed, "The situation below is unknown. If we go down hastily, it will be very troublesome."
Gu Jingting ignored him and walked directly to the edge of the cliff. He looked around and couldn't see anything at all. His face was sullen and his eyes were so piercing that it could almost kill someone.
Xiang Chen has been with him for many years and knows that he is currently in a very bad mood.
After all, the originally planned plan went awry, and now Song Qiao died unknown, and the items were nowhere to be found, all of which were simply challenging Gu Jingting's patience.
He shut up silently and turned around to prepare things.
A few minutes later, Xiang Chen brought a hiking bag and a jacket to Gu Jingting. He changed into clothes, took the bag and walked down the mountain.
"Handle that person well."
Before leaving, he left a few words.
…
pain.
The internal organs hurt like knives.
Song Qiao woke up from a coma with a cough, and when she breathed, her lungs felt like millions of silver needles were desperately piercing them. She subconsciously held her breath in pain.
She lay on the ground for a while, then stood up and looked around.
Maybe she was lucky. When Song Qiao fell down, she landed in the middle of the mountain wall. Next to her, there was a tree growing diagonally. Its branches were broken a lot. It should have been when she jumped down.
fell on it.
Because of this, there was some buffering and the injury was not more severe.
Song Qiao lay down on the edge of the mountain wall and found that he could already see the large piles of rocks and weeds underneath. The surrounding area was empty and there was no cover.
Her position was still a little high from the ground. She looked to the side and saw a vine hanging down.
If you can hold on to it and climb down, you might be able to find a way to find someone for help.
Song Qiao took a deep breath, moved over with great effort, grabbed the vine and tried to pull it, but it was still firm.
She looked at the distance between her eyes and the bottom again, and felt very uneasy. After all, it was seven or eight meters high. If she hadn't caught the vines or broken them in the middle, her life would have been completely decided here.
Thinking of this, Song Qiao smiled bitterly, "This is nothing."
I was recording the program well, but I was kidnapped inexplicably. Now I can't help myself, and I can only rely on self-rescue to find a way out.
Song Qiao prepared himself mentally, grabbed the vine and wrapped it around his waist twice, endured the severe pain, and climbed down bit by bit on the mountain wall, using the protruding rocks.
Occasionally, if I step on the wrong foot, the vines will suddenly tighten around my waist, causing me to be covered in cold sweat in pain.
After a long time, she finally crawled to the bottom, but the vines were not enough and there was still some distance from the ground. Song Qiao had no choice but to untie the knot around her waist with shaking hands, close her eyes and jump down.
"Boom——"
When Song Qiao fell to the ground, she felt severe pain in her ankle. Tears of pain flowed out of her eyes. When she calmed down and touched it, she could already feel some swelling and pain.
It must be twisted.
The house leaked and it rained all night, which was extremely unlucky, but Song Qiao calmed down. She stood up holding on to the mountain wall and limped out.
Can't die.
She must survive.
The original revenge has not been avenged, and the accounts this time have to be settled. Xiaotang and Qiqi are also waiting for her to return.
Song Qiao desperately told herself, gritting her teeth and enduring to walk out. Every step, every step, was like walking on the tip of a knife. Her nerves were so tense that she began to feel no pain.
She didn't know how long she had been walking, but her consciousness began to blur.
Song Qiao began to feel cold and hot all over her body, and her hands and feet began to soften. She couldn't walk, so she had to sit down on the spot, thinking about the next step.
There are almost no people here. It would be very difficult for her to get out of the mountain in her current condition.
But if you wait for rescue...
Song Qiao quickly gave up this idea because the uncertainty was too high.
Suddenly, the sound of footsteps was heard not far away. Song Qiao immediately stood up alertly, grabbed a stone in his hand and slowly stepped back, his heart beating wildly at this moment.
Is this the scarred man here? To confirm whether she is dead or not?
Song Qiao gritted her teeth, watching the footsteps getting closer and closer, and the moment a black figure appeared, she raised her hand and threw the stone down.
The visitor was caught off guard, but reflexively stepped back, and at the same time grabbed her wrist with such force that she let go with pain.
Then, a familiar deep voice came with a teasing tone, "Why, you want to give me a big gift when we just met?"
