Debris fell from the cave where Wei Zi and the others were staying. Feng Danyuan quickly protected Wei Zi: "We have to get out of here."
"Yeah." Wei Zi hugged his neck tightly.
A mountain had been split into two halves, and the split was almost in a straight line. Feng Danyuan held Wei Zi with one hand and found a fulcrum to climb the rock with the other. It was very difficult.
No matter how good his martial arts is, he is still just a mortal.
Suddenly, countless gravel fell from the top of the mountain, hitting the two of them directly.
Misfortunes never come singly. The stone Feng Danyuan was holding on came loose and lost his point of strength. In addition, the gravel fell down, so he could only hide while falling down.
Even so, Feng Danyuan still held on for a breath and used his flesh and blood to protect Wei Zi from being hit by gravel.
Wei Zi knew in his heart that without her, he could escape with his skills; but now that he was trying to protect her, the possibility of the two of them surviving became increasingly slim.
Feng Danyuan drew his sword and stabbed it into the mountain to slow down the two men's fall.
His body was dripping wet, whether it was rain or sweat.
Wei Zi felt sad, she didn't want to die, and she didn't want him to die too.
Suddenly, a huge stone hit the two of them.
"Feng Danyuan!" Wei Zi's face suddenly turned pale.
Feng Danyuan didn't have time to think too much, so he tried his best to hide.
Wei Zi knew there was nothing he could do.
If two people are together, they will both die; if they are separated, they will have a chance to live.
She suddenly let go of her hand, but her last thought was: Asking the world what love is, it can tell whether life and death are together.
Those poems and emotions that she once couldn't understand were clearly understood in the moment of life and death.
"Wei Zi!!!"
Feng Danyuan watched helplessly as Wei Zi fell with the boulder, his heart was shattered, his whole body couldn't help trembling, and his hand almost couldn't hold the hilt of the sword.
The rain hit him, bit by bit washing away the blood on her wrists and on his neck.
Feng Danyuan had been on the verge of life and death several times, but never once had he been so heartbroken.
The vows of each other are still in my ears.
The entanglement between the two of them just now is still vivid in my mind.
In an instant, everything became empty...
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On the mountainside, Kang Chu Wu and Feng Su were in a state of panic.
No matter how miserable he is, compared to his dead brothers, he is lucky to be alive.
As the last wave of earthquakes stopped, big waves fell one by one.
"I wonder what happened to the elder brother and Miss Wei San..." Feng Danning was supported by Feng Qing, holding his head that was bleeding after being hit by a stone, and couldn't help but say.
"The eldest prince will definitely be able to protect Miss Wei San." Su Nian's hand was broken and the injury was serious.
"That's right. One of them has good skills and the other has a good mind, so they must be fine." Feng Danning thought for a moment and felt that he should be worried about whether his brain was damaged.
"Is that man really Feng Danyuan?" Kang Chuwu heard this and interjected.
No one responded to her.
After all, everyone is hostile.
Kang Chuwu didn't care and asked Feng Sujiang the same question again.
Feng Su said honestly, "Yeah".
"Damn! Knowing that he is Feng Danyuan, I should have paid two million taels for that coastal defense map!" Kang Chuwu was very annoyed.
"You think my elder brother is the one who is taken advantage of!" Feng Danning couldn't help but say.
"For Feng Shuai, who is in charge of hundreds of thousands of troops in the Yun Kingdom, two million taels of silver is nothing to him." Kang Chuwu said disdainfully.
"..." Feng Danning didn't want to talk anymore. His eldest brother is very poor, okay!
"..." Feng Su didn't want to talk anymore. If the eldest prince had so much money, would he still betray his appearance?
