God does not love the world [unlimited]

Two people are falling.

Shi Yu felt the strength on his arm, and turned his head to look below him.

ten meters.

five meters.

one meter.

Suddenly stretching out his hand to grab at his side, the rattan that was as thick as a man's wrist almost slipped out from his tiger's mouth from the root, pulling out jagged bloodstains.

The two fell several meters in mid-air due to inertia. The strong friction force had worn away the flesh of the palms and the meridians, and they barely stopped when the white bones were faintly visible.

【! ! 】

[Fortunately, okay, stop. 】

【Shi Yu, what kind of psychological quality is he...】

Shi Yu glanced at the remaining section of vine in his hand: "Can you go up?"

Zhao Ben yelled all the way, and at this moment, both hands were tightly wrapped around his arms like grabbing straws, his voice was as dry as a sharpened rusty knife: "You, why are you..."

Shi Yu let him pester him: "If I don't go up again, I won't be able to catch it."

Zhao Ben swallowed his saliva.

Climbing in this kind of place is really a test of mentality. There is no protection such as an air mattress underneath. If you make a wrong step, you will be doomed.

But the reality does not allow him to hesitate.

The vines that the two were holding on to at the moment were hanging from a tree with a crooked neck between the cliffs. The tree was extremely thick and strong, with twisted branches.

Zhao Ben lowered his head and looked down the cliff. After building up his mind, he finally let go of one hand and hugged him tightly.

A second hand grasped the vine.

With a thought in his mind, the next moment, a pair of black gloves suddenly appeared on his hands.

[Wow, this is a prop, right? This is a prop. 】

[Looking at the wearing effect, it should be a power-enhancing prop, a typical fantasy quality. 】

【However, as soon as he put on the climbing vine, his speed increased. In this case, it is more useful than other props with special effects. 】

Even with the blessing of props, people's fear of falling from high altitude cannot disappear.The man trembled his legs, grabbed the cold sweat on his hands, and climbed up cautiously.

Step by step.

The weight on Shi Yu's body lightened, and her long hair was blown away by the wind from the cliff, but her hand holding the vine trembled like a dead leaf.

[Seeing it makes me terrified. 】

【Why didn't Shi Yu go up by himself? Aren't his hands empty now?Just wait for someone to come to your rescue? 】

【Are you serious before?He had been holding on to the vine for so long to bear the weight of two people before, and the car cracking punishment that was eliminated in the past was almost the same. Normal people's hands were already broken and unconscious.It's a miracle that he didn't fall down now. Do you still expect him to have the strength to climb up? ? 】

[Do you still remember that people were sick and had a fever?I haven't shut my mouth since I saw him literally grabbing the vines to stop himself. 】

[So why does he want to be so brave and pull a person alone, what kind of porcelain work without diamonds? 】

【Didn't you see that he was dragged into the water before?Zhao Ben grabbed his arm so tightly, there was no foothold at such a high place, even if he wanted to, he couldn't shake it off, okay? ! 】

[I can't do it, I feel my hand hurts when I look at him like this, and the bones are worn out. How on earth did he manage to keep his face unchanged? 】

[Wuwuwu, beauty, you just hold on and wait for others to go up and then they can pull you up, but don't have any accidents at this time...]

"Chi la" sound.

The stem end of the vine suddenly slid down from the trunk.

【! ! ! 】

Shi Yu's eyes moved from the male player's gloves to the slipping vines.

The man above saw it too, and his face changed drastically on the spot.

The vine is actually like a fixed rope, and the unfixed end hangs on the other side of the tree trunk. The two of them are equivalent to the movable pulley in the center. Thanks to the weight of the vine itself, they are stagnant in midair as a whole.

At this moment, the man is only a few steps away from the tree branch, but there is no time for him to continue climbing step by step.

Zhao Ben stared at the top of his head, suddenly tightened his hands, and pulled the vine fiercely. Using his upward force, he turned over, swung his hand, and directly grabbed the thick branch.

The effects of the props are fully reflected at this moment, even if such an extreme movement is made in mid-air, the man's hand seems to be completely glued to it, and there is not even the slightest drop after grabbing it.

And the vines that were already broken were finally overwhelmed by his strength and slipped completely.

Shi Yu's gaze flickered, and the feeling of weightlessness struck again.

The man didn't even move to reach out, he hugged the tree branch with all fours, and gritted his teeth, with a hostile look on his face.

But no matter how the wind howled when the rattan and the human body fell high in the sky, he never looked down from the beginning to the end.

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【My Nima! 】

[This Zhao Ben is really low enough, he was given a chance to go up anyway, but he turned around and sent him away just to save his life? ! 】

[One thing to say, there were quite a few players who directly killed each other for points in the past, but now Zhao Ben just wants to live, you can't be so angry, right? 】

[Fuck off, I’m watching the live broadcast to relax and have fun. Other players are fighting each other, that’s a dungeon mechanism. I can see a scum who was saved by someone's life one second and threw him to death the next second! 】

[Ahhh, why is my beauty teacher so gone!I just paid attention to him and wanted to play with him! ! 】

[Claw! 】

Being scolded bloody by the invisible live barrage did not affect Zhao Ben's climbing up, and pushing another person into the abyss for his own life did not affect his climbing up. The guilt of killing with his own hands only lasted for a moment, and Gao The howling wind in the air blew everything away.

Now that Zhao Ben is on the tree, there are many places to borrow his strength, and with the blessing of props, he moves as if walking on the ground on the crooked neck tree that criss-crosses.

He stepped on the tree trunk, clasped the mountain path tightly with his gloves, and turned himself up. As soon as his feet touched the ground, he collapsed and lay on the ground, panting violently.

After finally panting evenly, a piece of sand suddenly fell from above.

A head protruded from the mountain road protruding above the head, and looked down for a while: "Brother Zhao!"

Zhao Ben silently put away his gloves: "Xiao Fang? Why are you here?"

Fang Chen pointed to the forest on the left: "We took a shortcut down the road the owner showed us."

The village is located in the mountains, and villagers go out for activities every day, so they are naturally familiar with this area.Several people not only copied the nearest mountain road, but also jumped directly when encountering a low slope, and then went down here.

But the mountain road can only go here, and if you want to go down, you have to do extreme sports.

Fang Chen said: "I'll throw the rope down now, you can grab it and climb up."

Cheng Wuye didn't join their cross-altitude dialogue, leaning on the cliff, he didn't know what to think, until he saw Zhao Ben coming up for a long time without making a move, then he lowered his voice: "What about him?"

Zhao Ben: "What?"

Fang Chen whispered: "Brother Shi Yu, you...didn't you fall with him? What about others?"

Zhao Ben was silent for a few seconds as if organizing words: "We fell on that tree. I subconsciously grabbed the branch so I stopped. When I turned around, I found that he was still falling, and I couldn't see him in the next second. .”

Cheng Wuye frowned.

After the two fell, he immediately looked down, but there was such a crooked-neck tree protruding from the cliff, and the branches and leaves were hidden and the distance was too far. He only saw the two of them falling into the lush branches and leaves. , and the rest are invisible because of the fog.

What Zhao Ben said was right.

Fang Chen was not stunned for a moment, subconsciously went to the edge of the cliff and glanced down, and said in a complicated mood: "So, he fell? Can he still live?"

Zhao Ben's tone was heavy and hoarse: "I don't know either."

【Definitely. 】

[This skill of pretending to be innocent is likely to win an Oscar. 】

[Aside from other things, the ability to turn black and white is not something that any player has. To some extent, this is also his personal characteristic? 】

[Anyway, I paid attention, if he continues to rely on other people's lives to extend his own life and never overturns the car, I will respect him as his father. Book early for a discount. 】

[The traitorous businessman in front is really standing still. 】

Continuing to struggle with this problem did not yield much results, Cheng Wuye said: "Then there is one person missing now."

Zhao Ben: "Huh? What's missing?"

Fang Chen explained: "When the coffin is buried, a pit needs to be dug. The Taoist priest of Lingshan said that four people who have already opened their spiritual apertures to practice Taoism are required to dig a hole for the coffin. The only qualified people in this village are the four of us who have been accepted as apprentices by the Taoist priest... Three."

Otherwise, they wouldn't have chased him down in such a hurry.

Zhao Ben held the rope: "Then what should we do now?"

There is no rule in God's Domain that when the game time is up, you will be sent out whether you finish the game or not. If you can't progress the game, you can only stay here forever.

Fang Chen is not the kind of leader personality. When he heard this, he subconsciously looked at Cheng Wuye, but found that the other party was standing on the edge of the cliff at the moment, with the toe of his shoe almost touching the steep mountain wall, so he quickly pulled him back: "Brother, what are you doing?" ? Be careful to fall!"

Cheng Wuye looked away from the tree with crooked neck, his brows never loosened: "Wait and see."

Fang Chen paused: "Do you want to wait for Brother Shi Yu?"

Cheng Wuye didn't deny it.

Zhao Ben subconsciously opened his mouth to say something, and swallowed it back in time at the moment of exit, quietly pretending to be dead.

The sun was very bright at noon, but they were on the backlit side, and covered by the shadow of trees, it was actually a bit shady.

Zhao Ben couldn't bear it first: "How long are we going to stay here? Will something happen up there?"

Cheng Wuye glanced at him, his eyes under the broken hair almost blended with the shadows.

Zhao Ben was inexplicably chilled by his watching. He didn't have the guts to go up the mountain alone. After all, he was attacked just now and he hasn't recovered from the attack. Who knows what will happen on the way.Originally wanted to find another person present, but Fang Chen seemed to be lowered, and he didn't seem to be impatient in the slightest while waiting.

After a while, Cheng Wuye was the first to turn around: "Go back."

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Let's talk about it below.

Shi Yu didn't hear the reaction of the people above because of him.

In fact, he could hardly hear anything at this moment, the wind speed and intensity in the sky were too high, and the buzzing tinnitus was non-stop.

The cane had been loosened a long time ago, and Shi Yu's two arms started to crack as early as the moment he grabbed the cane and forced it to stop when he fell, and his heart ached when he moved.

He closed his eyes, and suddenly raised his hand to pull out the hairpin on top of his head.

The long hair was completely scattered, flying in the air like seaweed.

The hairpin stretched to the length of the arrow bamboo, and the sharp end plunged into the sand and rocks of the mountain wall, drawing a deep gully in the soil, and finally stopped wobbly.

In the blink of an eye, the hairpin automatically returned to its original shape.

As soon as Shi Yu fell for half a second, the hairpin stretched again and plunged into the mountain wall again, and the falling body stopped in this way.

Fall again, buffer again.

Back and forth.

At the moment when it was about to fall to the ground, Shi Yu took off the hairpin and fell directly.

The grass was pressed out of rut marks, and the bones trembled slightly as the blood vessels shattered. Large swathes of blood seeped out along the cracks pierced by stones and broken bones, slowly soaking the clothes and staining the ground little by little. It became dark red.

At the same time, there is also the life that has become precarious.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in his line of sight.

The person who came was surrounded by Yin Qi, and the attack reached his face when he raised his hand.

Shi Yu moved his lips: "Guan Yueyue?"

Yin Qi stagnated suddenly, blowing all his long hair to the sides, the ends of the hair were stained in strands by blood beads and the moisture condensed from the high altitude when he fell, and the ends of the hair were damp.

The figure squatted down, pinched his chin with his hands, and forced his face to face up.

The face under the palm of the hand feels cold to the touch, but the complexion is extremely white. The long eyelashes are silhouetted by the dim light, and they can be bumped into those eyes at a glance, like the frost cast by the mountains, reflecting a pool of cool water. Shuiyue, calm but vulnerable.

The figure watched quietly for a few seconds, then suddenly sneered, and the Yin Qi climbed up again, pressing on his neck.

Shi Yu finally said the second sentence, his voice was very hoarse because of the injury: "You hate Xu Zhukong?"

Something cold stuck to his throat, with a vague killing intent: "What do you want to say?"

In fact, Shi Yu couldn't see the appearance of the figure in front of him clearly, and the sequelae caused by excessive blood loss could only make him vaguely judge that the figure was in human form.He barely raised his increasingly heavy eyelids: "Xu Zhukong pushed you down, and you came back to make him fall to death for revenge. Now he has not passed the first seven days and his soul has not entered the underworld, and he even invited the Taoist priest of Lingshan to come back to resurrect his soul." , you don't want him to continue to live, so you came to stop him on the day of his burial?"

The hand holding him froze suddenly.

His voice was low and hoarse: "But even if you kill us all, it will not have much effect on his resurrection, let alone you don't have that ability."

The figure finally responded: "So?"

"I'll help you, you save me."

"Why should I trust you?"

Shi Yu closed his eyes very slowly, then opened them again: "Your brother's name is Guan Lu?"

The tone of the figure suddenly increased: "How do you know? What happened to him?!"

"I saw it this morning. I can't judge how."

Shi Yu didn't speak in that commanding or begging tone. Except for the fact that his voice became weaker and weaker due to blood loss, the speed of his speech didn't change much. He just calmly reminded: "But I'm dying soon."

After a few seconds.

The body finally let go and hugged him horizontally from the ground: "Remember what you promised."

The person in his arms closed his eyes, and his voice was gone.