I saw the bandit leader continuing to use his strength to attack the two of them.
Fu Ling had no time to react. She turned around and pushed Feng Qiming behind her, catching the opponent's full blow.
Poria felt as if her internal organs were about to be shattered as she looked at the bandit leader in front of her.
This is not the internal strength that a bandit can possess. There was a smell of rust in his throat, and blood flowed from the corner of Poria's mouth.
Feng Qiming staggered, and a trace of anxiety flashed in his eyes. Unfortunately, the injury on his hand was too severe, and he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand.
"Hahaha, since beauties can't be used by me, then let's make a pair of desperate mandarin ducks with your man." There was no trace of color in the eyes of the bandit leader, only a strong murderous intention.
After saying that, she raised her head and Poria spit out a mouthful of blood: "Ah,"
"Poria." Feng Qiming shouted anxiously, ignoring the sadness on his hands and hurriedly hit the opponent with his remaining strength.
It's a pity that the two of them were pushed directly to the edge of the cliff. The man smiled at the two of them conspiratorially and said: "Goodbye, go to hell!"
After saying that, his expression became stern, and he fired an inner force at the two of them again. Feng Qiming turned around and hugged Fuling with his remaining strength.
The inner force hit him, and the two of them were knocked off the cliff.
"Your Highness." Mulin was soaked in blood. When he saw this scene, he rushed towards the cliff.
He was slashed by the person behind him, and he knelt down. Finally, the knife in his hand fell to the ground, and he fell to the ground without any strength.
But his eyes were fixed on the edge of the cliff, trying to climb over, but he didn't have any strength. In the end, the blood drops hanging on his eyelashes fell and blurred his eyes.
The whole person fainted unwillingly, and the last person was killed. The whole scene was particularly tragic.
The surrounding vegetation was sprinkled with blood, and the soil was dyed red. The men stopped, the knives in their hands dripping with blood.
"Brother, it's all gone." He put away the knife and looked at the tragically dead man, with a smile flashing in his eyes.
"Throw these people into the cave below. There will be hyenas in that area at night, so they will be eaten immediately." The bandit leader sneered.
"yes."
So the corpses were thrown down one after another. The weather, which originally looked like it was about to clear up, suddenly turned gloomy, and dark clouds shrouded it, which seemed to be a sign of heavy rain soon.
"Brothers have worked hard today. Let's go and ask Mr. Su for payment. Then brothers will take the money and have a good time." The bandit spoke first and raised his knife. The people around him also picked up their swords and waved them.
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When Fu Ling heard the sound of water flowing, she opened her eyes with difficulty. She waited for a while and moved her fingers, but found that she couldn't lift them up because of the pain.
In her mind, she and Feng Qiming were knocked off the cliff together. At the critical moment, she used her last strength and reaction to throw the white silk in her hand, entangled the branches, and then let the two of them fall down.
To make a buffer.
By the way, Feng Qiming, Poria held on to the pain and grabbed the surrounding weeds and climbed up.
He looked around and saw no one: "Your Highness."
I called out, but no one answered, so I called out again: "Your Highness."
Still no response, Fuling stood up, took out a small bottle from his sleeve, opened it and took out a pill and swallowed it.
After standing there for a while, I felt better, then I took two steps forward, listened to the sound of water flowing, and looked over.
It was a piece of stone with a white skirt behind it. Fuling quickly staggered over.
If you cross the river and walk over to take a look, you will see that it is Feng Qiming who has fallen into a coma. The white clothes on his upper body have been dyed red with blood.
Fu Ling went over and took a look at his breathing. Fortunately, he still had a weak breath.
He quickly took out the medicine bottle from earlier, took out a pill, and tried to feed it into his mouth, but found that he couldn't swallow it at all.
Fu Ling frowned, looking at his pale face with a somewhat uncomfortable expression on his face.
In the end, his gloomy look changed again and again, his expression hesitated again and again, and he put the pill in his mouth.