The huge roar echoed in the valley, like the dull thunder in summer, for a long time.

As mud and stones splashed, the steep ancient Lianyun Mountain cliff road, bounded by the huge rocks falling from the ridges, all the roads near the cliffs had collapsed. Countless mud and gravel poured down the cliffs like yellow and black avalanches.

The scene of the mountain collapse and the earth crack did not surprise Mo Hanshan and the others. It only raised their heads by the anxious people. Perhaps for them, such a scene was nothing.

"Help, help..." Amid the huge roar, the boy's faint voice seemed a little insignificant, but it still penetrated the sound waves and came into Ye Qi's ears.

Ye Qi's face suddenly changed, and he looked at the boy who was sliding down the cliff not far away with mud and stones. He subconsciously grew his mouth, and his eyes showed a look of horror, but he didn't know what to say.

This may be the most helpless moment in his life.

Li Mu held Ye Qi's bag and umbrella in one hand and refused to let go; but with the other hand, he kept grabbing in the gravel team, hoping to catch protruding rocks or trees and temporarily suspend the decline.

The gravel was like a sharp knife tip, and Li Mu's palm quickly turned into countless bloody mouths. The blood flowed out mixed into the mud and disappeared in an instant.

Ye Qi gritted his teeth and tried to circulate the true qi in his body, but he was helpless to find that because he forced the secret martial arts at the last moment, he was defeated by Mo Hanshan head-on. His injuries were extremely heavy, and the true qi in his body was dispersed everywhere and could not be mobilized at all.

In the heart-wrenching pain, Li Mu still did not give up. Finally, at the last moment, he grabbed a small pine tree on the edge of the cliff and temporarily stopped the downward trend. The violent mountain wind blew, and Li Mu hung on the saplings and drifted, swaying like a sapling, making an overwhelming sound, as if there was a possibility of falling off the cliff at any time.

Li Mu was shocked a little, and did not care about the pain in his hands. He swallowed his saliva and shouted, "Senior Ye, Sister Yan, you can save me..."

"Hurry up, don't let go." Ye Qi shouted barely, then a morbid flush appeared on his face, which was a sign of forcing the forced circulation of true qi.

Looking at the boy who was drifting in the wind on the edge of the cliff, his body and face were covered with mud. The more embarrassed he was, Ye Qi's eyes couldn't help but become wet. He seemed to have returned to his youth, watching the third son of the Ye family fall off the cliff, but in the end he couldn't even find his bones.

"Seventh brother, save me..." The voice of a young man rang in Ye Qi's ears.

On the edge of a cliff deep in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, Ye Qi was lying on the ground, stretching his hand down desperately, trying to grab the boy hanging on a small pine tree under the cliff. The boy's eyes showed a look of panic and regret, but he stretched out his hand with a longing look, wanting Ye Qi to pull him up.

However, because the pine tree hanging on the boy was too low, no matter how hard they tried, they could not hold their hands together. In the end, Ye Qi had to shout to the boy: "Senior Brother Third, you must hold on, you must hold on. I will go find the branches immediately, so that you can pull you up..."

"Okay, I will definitely hold on, you go quickly." The boy under the cliff smiled at Ye Qi, his smile was frightened but extremely bright.

"Seventh brother, save me..." Just as Ye Qi stood up, he heard the panic-stricken shouts of "third senior brother" coming from under the cliff, accompanied by the shouts, and there was a slight sound of branches breaking.

"Senior Brother, Third Brother..." Ye Qi rushed to the edge of the cliff in panic, but found that there was nothing under the cliff. Only the last shout of the third senior brother, accompanied by his shouting and the whistling of the mountain wind, echoing in the valley, getting farther and farther away, gradually disappearing without a trace.

The clouds and mist float below the cliff, and occasionally blown away by the mountain wind, revealing a dark river below. It is the depths of the 100,000 mountains, flowing out from the unknown land, and finally returning to the 100,000 mountains, flowing into the 100,000 rivers, the water of the Man River in the 100,000 land, the most mysterious river in Chunan.

Because the cliff is too high, the river looks extremely small, like a trickle stream, winding through the mountains.

But Ye Qi knew that the water in the Man River was surging, cold and bone-bone, containing an inexplicable aura. The river was filled with reefs and strange fish. No one had ever fallen into it, including the disciples of Qianshan Pavilion.

"Senior Brother Third, be careful that the tree in your hand will break..." Ye Qi couldn't help but murmur.

In the moment of lightning, Ye Qi's thoughts were extremely chaotic. The figure of the young man in front of him gradually overlapped with the third senior brother in his memory, making him feel as if he was back to the thrilling but sad and helpless moment decades ago.

Ye Qi couldn't help but reach out again, trying to grab the third senior brother under the cliff, but suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest and abdomen, and even more salty and fishy blood was flowing out of his mouth again. A little bit of true energy that had finally been mobilized instantly dissipated without a trace.

However, it was forced to activate the true qi, which caused the internal injuries to worsen again. For a moment, they could only lean on the rocks, spitting blood constantly and unable to move.

"Mr. Yan, Mr. Yan, uncle, I beg you to save him quickly, save him quickly..." Ye Qi turned his head and shouted weakly, unable to help but burst into tears in his eyes.

He felt that his life was too failure, and it seemed that no matter who it was, as long as he was involved in it, he would not end up well. Whether it was Qianshan Pavilion, the third senior brother, even the boy in front of him, and the nephew Mo Hanshan around him, they all died and were seriously injured because they had contact with him.

Yan Xi had already put Mo Hanshan flat on the huge rock and looked at Li Mu at a loss, not knowing what method should be used to save him.

The mudslide continued to slide down the cliff, but it became sparse and slower, but there was no place to settle in the entire collapsed mountain road, which made Yan Xi, who had just been severely damaged by the mysterious power of the sad blue sky, feel a little unaware of the way to start.

At this time, when he saw Uncle Ye, who had always been strong, he asked for help from him weakly. Yan Xi was even more at a loss and could only comfort him softly: "Uncle Master, don't worry, my nephew will find a way now, and he will come up immediately..."

After saying that, he shouted at Li Mu again: "Amu, don't let go, I'll go find a vine immediately."

Li Mu was about to answer, but suddenly found that his body had sunk down. It turned out that the saplings in his hand could no longer withstand the destruction of his swaying. In addition, the rocks in the mountain road were already loose, and the roots that originally grew in the cracks of the rocks were immediately pulled out a lot.

"Use my clothes and cloak..." A weak voice sounded. It turned out that Mo Hanshan, who was lying on the huge rock, had already woken up.

Yan Xi was immediately overjoyed, and immediately turned around and ran to the place where the two of them put their clothes. He picked up the cloak and tore it into several pieces. When he was about to connect it and throw it to Li Mu, he heard a relatively slight sound of rock cracking. He couldn't help but jump in his heart, feeling that something was wrong...

Yan Xi stopped his hand and looked up at the collapsed cliff. Sure enough, he saw that the sapling Li Mu was completely pulled out of the cracks of the rock. Perhaps it would take not a moment to wait for this young man who had just met and had a smile on his face, and would fall into the unfathomable cliff in Lianyun Mountain, and eventually the corpse would remain.

Li Mu was not as panicked as he imagined. He seemed to have expected his final outcome. He was facing Ye Qi and Yan Xi, showing a mixed smile of panic, despair, but extremely calm, as if no one could understand his mood at this moment.

This also includes himself.

Until a long time later, Li Mu didn't understand why he was thinking about how to return Ye Qi's package to him. Finally, after thinking about it, he could only vaguely guess that he might have felt that since he could not survive, he would at least fulfill his promise to someone before he died.

Because at this extremely critical moment, Li Mu actually smiled and shook the bag in his hand, shouting at Ye Qi and Yan Xi: "Senior Ye, Sister Yan, this is the package I promised you to pick up. Fortunately, I have not thrown it away. I will throw it to you now..."

Yan Xi's eyes suddenly became wet, and he rushed to the edge of the cliff desperately, trying to throw the cloth strip in his hand to Li Mu, but he was helpless to find that because his true energy was dissipated, he really could not throw the light cloth strip a few feet away in the violent mountain wind.

"Bow and arrow, use your bow and arrow." Mo Hanshan gasped and said hard.

Yan Xi then remembered that he immediately picked up the small short bow from the ground, pulled out a long arrow from his waist, wrapped it with a cloth strip on it, and tried to pull it open, but he found again that without the support of true energy, he could not pull this strange short bow with his arm strength alone.

Li Mu was no longer in a hurry. He remembered a sentence from Mr. Xilou’s story: Life and death are fate, and wealth and honor are in heaven. Isn’t it very consistent with his current situation?

Since so many people want to save themselves but in the end they don’t save themselves, it means that this is their own life. The cliff of Lianyun Mountain is their own burial place.

"The mountain wind is howling, the pine waves are bursting, the sky is as blue as blue, and the white clouds are lingering." Li Mu looked up at the sky in the distance, then looked down at Yunlan under his feet, and murmured to himself, "If I, Li Mu, could be buried in such a magical place, it would not be in vain for my life."

After sighing, Li Mu tried hard to shake the package in his right hand, faced Ye Qi's painful gaze, and shouted loudly: "Senior Ye, Sister Yan, I finally met you. I was thinking about how to see the mysterious world and the beautiful and gentle heroes in the world, but I didn't expect that all this would be over before it even began. You don't have to be sad for me. Just go to Lianshan Town to tell my third uncle and ask him to send a message to my parents..."
Chapter completed!