Try to rebel today

The sky is very blue, pure and transparent, like a light blue gem.

The white clouds are round and round, soft and elastic, making people want to poke them.

The whistling wind was heard, and it seemed that there was a bitter fragrance of flowers.

It's the taste of early summer.

For the first time in such a long time, Zhou Yao had time to seriously look up at the sky. It was so beautiful, it was so heartbreaking.

His hair was blown up by the strong wind, floating in the air, slapping his face, his breathing became heavy, and he was a little out of breath. Zhou Yao's suffocated tears fell, and he said that it wasn't the sky that was broken this time, but he might be himself .

The body fell off the cliff, and the speed of the landing was extremely fast, the head was dull and painful, and the consciousness seemed to be withdrawn.

Before falling and falling to death, you will faint first.

Zhou Yao thought again, this is good, at least when he fell into a meatloaf, he won't see the ugly look, and he won't feel too much pain.

It's just a pity...

He was about to die again, but he couldn't see Feng Jiang.

This life is worse than the previous life. Before he died, he saw Feng Jiang and died in Feng Jiang's arms. No matter how he thought about it in this life, Feng Jiang would never come.

He is chasing that girl!

Thinking of Miss Rong, Zhou Yao became angry.

This woman is so annoying, she must have been the one to do something bad in the previous life, don't care about the reason in this life, and Feng Jiang was even invited to run around for her, so that they couldn't even see each other for the last time!

Feng Jiang had just confessed his love to him in the palace alley before, and agreed that after today's affairs were over, he would confess everything to him, stay together in the future, and live a good life, but now it turns out...

Seeing himself smashed into a meatloaf, Feng Jiang must be very sad.

But the cliff is so deep, it feels like a lifetime has passed, and the ears have changed from humming to hearing nothing, as if they are deaf. It must be very, very long, and it is difficult to go down to the bottom.

Unable to figure out the bottom line, Feng Jiang's heart should feel better when he sees himself smashed into pieces... right?

For some reason, Zhou Yao was carried out of the cliff by Zhe Qi, and the moment he let go of his hand, he was so scared that his heart almost jumped out, his mouth was dry, and he was covered in cold sweat, but he really fell, but instead Calm down, Zuo is nothing but death, he has experienced it once, there is nothing to be afraid of.

It was rare for him to think so much in such a short time.

His thoughts were so complicated that it was difficult to describe. Countless images flashed through Zhou Yao's mind. He couldn't explain what he thought of. He only knew that at the last moment, the moment before his consciousness disappeared, he was thinking of Feng Jiang.

At this moment, the blue sky and white clouds are gone, and the eyes are full of mist.

In the thick fog, a person suddenly appeared, as if splitting the fog, with the momentum of thunder, with colorful rays of light, he rushed towards him.

The man had sharp brows and sharp eyes, especially fierce and anxious, but Zhou Yao could see tenderness in his eyes.

He flew towards him, stretched out his big hand hurriedly, and Zhou Yao couldn't hear what he was shouting, but he could tell at a glance from the shape of his mouth that he was calling his name.

Zhou Yao.

What a fool.

What's the use of reaching out so far away?I can't even think about it enough.

Landing in the air, how could it be possible to catch up without a point of leverage?

Zhou Yao thought, fortunately this was a hallucination before he passed out, if it was true, he would definitely scold Feng Jiang.

Too ignorant...

Zhou Yao slowly closed his eyes and passed out.

"Zhou Yao!"

Not far above, Feng Jiang looked at Zhou Yao with his eyes closed, his canthus tearing apart.

It's late, it's late, it's late... it's late!

There were only these three words that kept circling in his mind.

Only one step too late, I saw Zhou Yao being thrown off the cliff, and there was no time to save him!

At this moment, he didn't have time to worry about the fight on the spot, and he didn't have the time to look for the members of Ling Tian's gang. He gave orders to his own people, strode over, and jumped off the cliff without thinking!

"Zhou Yao——"

There was a thick fog under the cliff, he couldn't see anyone, and Zhou Yao didn't respond to him.

He had no choice but to pull out the long knife behind him, and hit the edge of the cliff with the scabbard, so as to borrow strength, he rushed down quickly to find Zhou Yao.

Finally, after clearing the heavy clouds and mists, he finally found Zhou Yao.

Zhou Yao's sleeves fluttered, his hair fluttered, his thin body was buried in the white mist, ethereal and hazy, as if he was about to disappear in an instant.

Seeing him, he smiled at him, and closed his eyes for a moment.

"Zhou Yao!"

Feng Jiang was very flustered, as if if he didn't hurry up, he would lose this person.

The long knife slammed down the cliff, and Feng Jiang leaped fiercely, facing forward and downward, and rushed towards Zhou Yao at high speed——

Finally, he grabbed Zhou Yao's waist.

Zhou Yao's body was as light as a feather, as if he had no weight at all.

Feng Jiang hugged Zhou Yao tightly, lowered his head, and touched his face.

Unconscious, but okay, breathing smoothly.

Feng Jiang was temporarily relieved, and began to think about how to land.

The cliff was too high, Zhou Yao didn't know why, it was very far away from the edge of the cliff, at first, he could use his long knife to stab the cliff to borrow strength, but now he couldn't reach it at all.He hasn't landed for so long, and there is no place to rely on. Even if he has a whole body of lightness kung fu, he can't resist the impact of falling from a high place.

If he doesn't find a way to deal with it, he will fall to the bottom of the cliff with Zhou Yao!

Feng Jiang suddenly sucked his lips and whistled.

Following the whistle, a black eagle with a wingspan of one meter, not too big, but heroic and beautiful, appeared in the sky.

"Wow—"

Without Feng Jiang's order, the black eagle swooped down and came straight towards Feng Jiang, and didn't stop when it got close, but followed the momentum and crashed into Feng Jiang's feet.

"Good boy!"

Feng Jiang took advantage of the situation and charged towards the edge of the cliff——

The cliff wall is too straight and slippery, and it is impossible to hold on to it firmly, but with a long knife in hand, there is always something to be done!

The strength and momentum of the two of them was too great, Black Eagle couldn't bear it, and Feng Jiang himself couldn't bear it either.

The long knife cut into the cliff, and Feng Jianghu's mouth bled almost immediately. He gritted his teeth and exerted all his strength. It seemed that he just paused, and did not stop the falling speed too much!

Feng Jiang was not discouraged. After falling, he continued to stab the cliff with his knife and repeated the above action: "Come again!"

After doing this several times, the momentum finally subsided a little bit, but Feng Jiang's hand was no longer visible, bloody and bloody, shaking even holding the knife.

The corner of his lips also overflowed with blood, it is not known whether he accidentally bit it, or he had exhausted too much internal energy and injured his heart and lungs.

"Wow—"

Feng Jiang's figure was too close to the cliff, and the black eagle couldn't help him. He couldn't do it like last time when he swooped down with all his strength. In a hurry, he circled around Feng Jiangfei, grabbing Feng Jiang's shoulder from time to time, trying to Pull him to a stop.

It's a pity that the strength is insufficient. Several times, it almost fell, its wings hit the cliff, and it couldn't fly.

"Mu Yun, be good, fly farther away, I can help you when you grow bigger!"

While driving the Black Eagle, Feng Jiang tried his best to weaken the momentum and led Zhou Yao down.

However, this method of borrowing a knife to reduce the momentum cannot be used after a certain level.

For some reason, the cliff wall was suddenly sunken in so much that the long knife couldn't reach it!

Black Hawk flew here and tried to help countless times during the period, but he was exhausted until now. It is good to be able to take care of himself, but there is really no way to help them anymore.

Seeing the distant ground that had appeared and was visible to the naked eye, Feng Jiang gritted his teeth.

This time, I'm afraid I can only bear it hard, and I'm close to death...

Just die.

Looking at Zhou Yao who was sleeping peacefully in his arms, Feng Jiang lowered his head and kissed his forehead, with a bit of complaint in his tone: "I find that you always like to use such dangerous tricks."

"But what can I do? It's the man's fault if he can't protect the daughter-in-law he chose."

Feng Jiang gently tightened Zhou Yao's clothes, his eyes were deep and bright: "Yaoyao, your man will not let you die."

The ground was getting closer and closer, and Feng Jiang could see that there seemed to be a thick layer of stones and slabs everywhere.

Feng Jiang took a deep breath, raised his internal energy to the highest level, and with his huge body, he wrapped the thin Zhou Yao tightly and protected him so tightly that he almost wedged people into his body.

Then, he put on the best posture to meet the impact, and with a "bang--", he hit the ground!

The two fell to the ground heavily, kicking up a cloud of thick smoke and dust.

The charge didn't stop there, the figures of the two rolled sideways many times before they stopped.

Feng Jiang snorted, feeling severe pain all over his body.

But he was the first to confirm Zhou Yao's condition, touched his head, face, chest, back, everything was fine, and his breathing was right, so he breathed a sigh of relief and fainted in peace.

The black eagle hovered in the air for a while, and soon landed, cooing and coquettishly screaming a few times, seeing that no one was paying attention, the aggrieved Heidou's eyes froze, and he came over and pecked Feng Jiang's arm, and then rubbed Zhou Yao's. Face.

Zhou Yao was awakened by the tickle.

Very itchy face.

It's not the kind of uncomfortable itch that you want to scratch to death, but the unbearable itch, like a feather gliding gently, revealing a comfortable itch that you want to enjoy.

The moment he regained consciousness and opened his eyes to see the sky, Zhou Yao had a very complicated expression.

Is he... not dead?

There is a slight pain in the calf, as if the skin has been scratched, and the hair on the face...

hairy?

Zhou Yao suddenly turned his head and met Hei Ying's black bean eyes.

"drink--"

Zhou Yao was taken aback and stepped back instantly.

Black Eagle seemed very wronged, lowered his head, scratched the ground with his claws, and cooed twice.

Feeling better on my back...

Zhou Yao turned his head and saw Feng Jiang.

very shocked!

Wasn't it a hallucination before he fainted?

Feng Jiang really came to save him?

"Feng Jiang—Feng Jiang—" Zhou Yao gently shook Feng Jiang's shoulder, trying to wake him up, but Feng Jiang just frowned and showed no sign of waking up.

Black Hawk felt even more uncomfortable, and his wings retracted.

Zhou Yao looked at Feng Jiang, then at Black Eagle, and understood that this one was probably Feng Jiang's pet.

"Sorry, I didn't know you just now—"

Zhou Yao tried to reach out to Black Eagle.

The black eagle probably sensed its kindness. Instead of drooping its wings and lowering its head, the black eagle raised its head and called out to him twice. It was full of joy, but it didn't let him touch it.

Zhou Yao also knew that most eagles were arrogant and would not accept strangers casually, and most of the reason they were willing to get along so close now was because of Feng Jiang.

"Then you play by yourself, I'll take a look at Feng Jiang."

Zhou Yao carefully turned over Feng Jiang's body, and after seeing it clearly, he took a deep breath.

Compared to the fact that the oily skin on his calf was scratched a little bit by the sharp stone, Feng Jiang's injury... was much more serious.

There were bruises on his face one after another, and blood stains ooze out, mixed with the dust on the ground, it was horrible.The clothes on the arms and the back were scratched, and they were torn at certain angles, especially broken. I don't know if they were scratched by the debris on the ground, the sharp rocks on the cliff during the impact, or they were torn in the air due to the strong airflow.

Under the broken clothes, there were also bloodstains, which were basically fresh scratches.

The right hand...was even uglier, bloody and bloody, with such a big gap in the tiger's mouth that Zhou Yao didn't dare to touch it. It seemed that if he touched it, the hand would completely rot, as if it would be split in two.

Looking at Feng Jiang's miserable state, and then looking down at himself, it is almost perfect, except for the oily skin on the calf, there is nothing wrong with it, and there is no discomfort anywhere.

Zhou Yao was stunned.

Feng Jiang's body...is it for him?

Tears burst out suddenly, and they fell in a hurry, and I was caught off guard.

Zhou Yao wanted to endure, but he couldn't bear it at all.

"Feng Jiang... don't worry about it... don't worry about it..."

With trembling hands, Zhou Yao touched Feng Jiang's arms——

Few of the warriors who often walk in dangerous situations do not carry medicine on their bodies, and the medicine for Feng Jiang is almost always sealed in the waist side of the lapel...

It's just too disappointing!

Zhou Yao bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, was shocked by the pain, and tears continued to fall, but his hands stabilized.

He took out the medicine, first found a brown pill to protect the inner breath, and swallowed it for Feng Jiang, then found a pill to stop bleeding and remove stasis, and stuffed it into Feng Jiang's mouth, then got up to get water.

Fortunately, although the cliff is deep, the bottom of the cliff is very open, and there is a river not far in front, so it is very convenient to get water.

Zhou Yao fetched water, carefully washed Feng Jiang's wound, and applied medicine.

When he touched Feng Jiang's heavily wounded hand, he hardly dared to use much strength. He washed it very carefully, applied the medicine carefully, and then wrapped it with a cloth towel—a fine cotton cloth torn from his inner garment.

While wrapping, she couldn't stop crying.

Such a deep wound, how painful it must be...

"Don't cry."

A hoarse voice came, and Zhou Yao raised his head sharply, meeting Feng Jiang's eyes.