Song Wushou’s eyes sank and she didn’t even have time to think. She quickly climbed up and jumped up. She flew forward and stretched out her arm. When she was in a thousand, she grabbed a man’s arm, and the other one Hand, tightly grasp the big tree with an arm on the edge of the cliff.
The lower body of the man is already under the cliff, because his arm is tightly grasped by Song Wuxi, his body is hanging, swinging.
He did not expect to die, this time, this woman will pounce on to save him.
The man bowed his head and looked down at the foot.
Mom, the high cliff, although there is a forest below.
But falling from here, not being killed, but also being broken by the branches.
The man's face changed, he was scared, and his body swayed even more.
So heavy!
Song Wu worry that his arm is about to be torn off, and the relationship between the elbows and the "giggle" sound.
"Stupid people!" Song worries and frowns, glaring at the man: "You don't want to move, my hands are about to be broken by you!"
"Why are you saving me?" The man looked up, his violent eyes, and he had been replaced by death and fear.
He did not feel afraid when he had not faced death.
However, when it is really faced, before the ghost gate, life and death are not willing to step into it.
What makes men even more incredible is why this woman wants to save him?
"Don't talk nonsense! You are holding your feet on the mountain wall, I am pulling you, you slowly climb up. Why are you so stupid?" Song said with no difficulty.
As soon as the man heard it, he quickly set the swinging body, and his feet swayed several times in the mountain wall to stabilize.
When he was stable, Song Wuxi pulled hard and pulled him slowly.
When approaching the edge, the man lifts the other hand and grabs the tree at the edge. At this time, Song Wuxi has room to rest.
After taking a breath, she grabbed the man's shoulder with both hands and dragged him up.
After taking the man to the safe place, Song was sitting on the ground without a worries, and he breathed a sigh of relief and gasped with a big mouth.
The man looked at the place where he had fallen, and the scene at the foot of his head, he couldn’t help but fight a cold war, and he still had a lingering heart, his heart fluttering.
Just now, he almost died...
He turned his head and looked at Song.
Seeing Song Wushou’s face flushed and gasping, he sighed and said: “Thank you!”
Song Wuzhan raised his hand and wiped the sweat of his forehead, too lazy to care for him.
Suddenly, she was shocked and sat up.
Her surprise, let the man stunned.
"Xu Jing!" Song Wuyou looked sharply in a circle.
On the flat **** in the distance, the Land Rover was beyond recognition.
At this moment, Song Worry forgot the pain in his body and ran towards the car.
The door of the driver's seat has been smashed, and Xu Jing, wearing a seat belt, is trapped inside.
She was already hurt and fainted, her forehead, and her thighs, all with blood.
Song saw no worries, and said nothing, pulled out the door, explored the body, untied the seat belt, and dragged Xu Jing out.
Xu Jing is very heavy!
How are all so heavy?
Because of excessive force, Song’s beautiful face was twisted into a ball.
After Xu Jing successfully pulled out of the car, Song Wushou violently patted the other's face: "Xu Jing, wake up!"
"..." Xu Jing completely fainted.
Song Wu worry wrapped Xu Jing, looked up and looked around, what should I do? How to climb the road?
Drip, drip -
The sound of gasoline came from behind.