Chapter 827 It's Not an Illusion

Looking at the steep Baizhang cliff, the rushing water waterfall hitting the rocks one after another, the mood of the three of them seemed to fall to the bottom of the valley, sinking again and again.

what to do? What the hell should I do now?

They obviously came to look for the third brother, why did the third sister-in-law fall off the cliff after looking for it?

All right, how did things turn out like this?

Long Xiaoze was upset and beat his head with his hands. Suddenly, he raised his head and angrily wiped away the soreness in his red eyes: "No, I have to go down to find someone. I want to meet someone, I want to die... Bah, isn't it the Baizhang Waterfall, then the bottom here is either a river or a lake, just fell into the water, nothing will happen, yes, nothing will happen."

Accompanied by Long Xiaoze's self-comforting voice, knowing that this little sixth master has always been a quick-tempered person who does what he says, ghosts and ghosts reflexively hold him from left to right, afraid that he won't be able to think about it, so he really jumped down.

Long Xiaoze, who was framed immobile, suddenly became irritable: "What are you two boys doing?! Let go of me, and quickly send a signal to Yu Gong to send someone over. If something really happens to my third sister-in-law, I will let you go around without food!"

With one word to wake up the dreamer, the ghost immediately released a signal flare into the sky.

Because Yugong is located at the core of Miaowu Peak, the terrain on all sides is very dangerous, and there is only one way to go up and down the mountain, but as Yugong Shadow Guards, they have already understood all the terrain and road conditions of Miaowu Peak, in order to prevent Yugong from being trapped if it is attacked by the enemy.

So... just looking for a way out on the Miaowu Peak, the ghosts and ghosts said that they don't need to find a way at all, they can directly take Long Xiaoze to the Baizhang Waterfall to find someone.

After sending the signal, the ghost asked aloud: "Little Sixth Master, the signal has been sent, and support will come soon. The subordinate knows a shortcut to the bottom of the cliff, but it will be dark soon, let's..."

Before the ghost had finished speaking, Long Xiaoze urged: "What are you talking about, if you know the way, hurry up and lead the way, hurry up!"

Just as the three of them turned around to leave, a figure unexpectedly broke into their sight.

The ghost was the first to spot the figure, and he looked at the man with an unkind expression: "Why is he here?"

Long Xiaoze and Gui Mei heard the sound, followed the ghost's line of sight and looked over——

Not far from them, on a cliff with low terrain and slow water flow, Ouyang Feiyu was leaning over half of his body, staring at the Baizhang Waterfall below the cliff with his brows furrowed, as if he wanted to find a way to go straight down.

As if feeling something, Ouyang Feiyu raised his head and glanced at the three of them. His frown did not relax, and his voice was a bit deep: "Who did Miss Mu offend?"

The three of Long Xiaoze seemed to be still in the midst of Ouyang Feiyu's sudden doubts, and they all remained silent.

Ouyang Feiyu said again: "She was pushed down, you should check it out."

His words came out of the blue again, and the three of Long Xiaoze didn't understand for a while, and when they realized it, the expressions on their faces were shock and disbelief.

"Hey, are you—" Long Xiaoze was startled, he was about to ask something, but he saw Ouyang Feiyu took out two daggers from his body, and then jumped forward one by one, using the daggers embedded in the cliff as a support point, and climbed down step by step.

The place where Ouyang Feiyu went down was also a water waterfall, but the water above it was the kind of rippling water, without any strong impact, but the cliff was covered with moss, not to mention using a dagger as a body support, even if he was fully prepared, it was very dangerous to climb down the cliff with his body, and he might go down directly if he was not careful.

However, why did Ouyang Feiyu ignore such a cliff and waterfall and go down with two daggers in hand?

The three of Long Xiaoze were a little dumbfounded.

But in the blink of an eye, Ouyang Feiyu's figure disappeared from the sight of the three of them, and the ghost couldn't help but say: "Little Sixth Master, is he going down like this? Shall we—"

Long Xiaoze came back to his senses, and immediately waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, gather people quickly, it's important to go down the cliff and find someone!"

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When she was caught off guard and pushed down the Baizhang Waterfall, Mu Ziling was in a daze, and her mind went blank. Fortunately, the huge waterfall's painful impact on her body gave her a slight sense of clarity.

But it is also unfortunate that it is precisely this huge waterfall that made her, who immediately thought of saving herself after waking up, have no power to parry, and could only let the violent impact of the waterfall accelerate her falling speed.

He clearly felt that his body was like an arrow leaving the string, mixed with turbulent water and falling rapidly, Mu Ziling was in despair, utterly in despair.

She has experienced many life and death and despair in the past, but there has never been a moment when she is so real and solid like now, there is no way to save herself, no help for help, no hope or miracle of catching duckweed, only despair wrapped in coldness.

The deafening sound of waves roared all over her body, but at this moment, what Mu Ziling heard was still the familiar dragon's chant, as if it had never stopped.

It was also at this moment that Mu Ziling suddenly laughed that he must be hallucinating.

Why is Long Xiaoyu here? How could he appear here?

Before falling to the bottom, Mu Ziling became dizzy again due to the huge impact brought by the rapid fall, and his whole body was groggy, as if he might fall into the dark swamp at any time.

As if a few moments had passed, and it seemed as if a century had passed, under Mu Ziling's half-kneeded eyelids, he intruded into a face that turned all living beings upside down.

Long Xiaoyu? ?

It's over, she's not only hallucinating, she's hallucinating now.

But this is also very good, at least you can look at him at the moment of death.

The corner of Mu Ziling's mouth curled up into a faint smile, she knocked her eyelids, and tried hard to open them, trying to reflect the illusion in front of her eyes and imprint it in her heart.

Looking at it, she saw his face clearly, but she was not satisfied with it, and couldn't help but want to reach out, wanting to touch the phantom handsome face in front of her eyes.

However, before she raised her arm, her wrist was suddenly grabbed by a big hand.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely familiar voice sounded beside her ear: "Don't move around."

As the voice penetrated into his ears, Mu Ziling's gaze unconsciously shifted to his clasped wrist.

The big hand clasping her wrist was as white and slender as a work of art, with well-defined joints, and it seemed to still have a translucent chill, cold without the slightest warmth.

Feeling the touch of the icy jade-like hand on her wrist, Mu Ziling's body trembled unconsciously, then she raised her eyes again, looked at the charming face in front of her, and murmured softly: "Long Xiaoyu?"

"Um."

"Long Xiaoyu."

"it's me."

"Long Xiaoyu..."

"I am here."

After receiving three consecutive calls, Mu Ziling curled her lips again, as if she was satisfied, and then her consciousness that had just been sober began to slacken again, and her eyelids drooped disobediently.

"Long Xiaoyu, why are you so cold?"

"Long Xiaoyu, I'm so cold too~"

As the last murmured words fell, Mu Ziling's eyelids closed heavily, and the whole person became completely quiet.

...

When Mu Ziling woke up again, he was in a small cave.

It was because in the deep sleep, there was a familiar scent of cold plums lingering in her breath, that's why she accidentally opened her eyes.

There is no one around.

Mu Ziling stared blankly at the ceiling of the cave for a long while before sitting up abruptly, because the movement of standing up was so violent that it made her dizzy for a while, and her consciousness gradually became clear.

Mu Ziling's gaze swept around.

Not far away was a pile of firewood that was burning. The scorching fire made the whole cave warm, but the cave was empty and there was no one there.

Mu Ziling raised her hand and rubbed her still dizzy head, and then vaguely recalled that she was pushed off the cliff. At the moment when she fell off the cliff, when all thoughts were lost in her heart, she seemed to see Long Xiaoyu. It seemed to be a hallucination, but not like a hallucination...

Mu Ziling was trying to remember, when his eyes suddenly fixed on a loose robe covering his body.

Seeing the unique yet simple pattern embroidered on the robe, coupled with the faintly familiar aura wafting from it, Mu Ziling was overjoyed, and instantly became refreshed.

It's not an illusion, it's really him!

While Mu Ziling was rejoicing, there was a sudden commotion outside the cave.

Mu Ziling subconsciously turned her head and said, "Dragon—"

It was only she who made a sound, and a figure who had been standing outside the cave for an unknown amount of time suddenly said, "Finally found you, little fox."

It was already late at night, and it was pitch black outside. With the light from the fire in the cave, Mu Ziling could vaguely see a person standing unsteadily outside, but he couldn't see the person's face clearly.

Although she couldn't see the man's face clearly, Mu Ziling knew who it was when she heard the voice. The happy smile on her lips gradually faded, and she squinted at the people outside: "Ouyang Feiyu? Why are you here?"

"Of course...Of course I'm looking for...cough cough, I'm looking for you." Ouyang Feiyu seemed to be unwell, his voice was a little weak, but it was not hard to hear a hint of joy reverberating in the pronunciation.

Immediately hearing that his voice was wrong, Mu Ziling frowned slightly: "Are you injured?"

Just as her words fell, Ouyang Feiyu had already walked in with staggering steps. Halfway through the walk, he seemed to be exhausted, and his weak body leaned directly against the nearby stone wall.

"What about you?" Ouyang Feiyu half leaned against the stone wall, raised his eyebrows and looked at Mu Ziling, looking at her with worry in her eyes, but there was an unconcealable smile on the corner of her mouth.

Mu Ziling didn't make a sound, but looked at Ouyang Feiyu up and down.

How could Ouyang Feiyu still be as energetic as she saw in the daytime?

The clothes on his body were scratched in several places, of different sizes, dirty and torn, and there were several bloodstains of different shades on his face, and his whole body was in a state of embarrassment.

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