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The sky seemed to have a hole in it, as it couldn't block the pouring rain. Dark clouds covered the sky, pressing down on the forest from above. The trees in the forest were not tall. They were broken by the wind, and they slid down the cliff as the rain washed over them.

Under the cliff, above Shi Yan, the cold and ruthless star rain was blowing on the two people who were hanging on the branches of the cliff.

"Shen Yin, don't sleep anymore, open your eyes …"

"Shen Yin, I'll marry you when I return …"

"I will marry you when I return …"

"Wait for me to come back …"

The Heavens seemed to pity her unbearable suffering. Amidst the reverberating sounds, Luo Shang weakly opened her eyes. Her eyelashes were very heavy, as if stuck together with her eyelids, and water droplets dripped down her long and curling eyelashes.

The wind and rain blew against her body, causing her to wake up slightly from the dizziness.

She moved her body. Below her was Shi Yan, while she had fallen down and hung herself on a tree branch.

But where was Leng Shaoyu?

Luo Shang turned her head, searching for his figure and stuck close to a branch at the side of the cliff. A man dressed in white clothes and silver feathers hung there, his long robe fluttering in the wind. Luo Shang carefully moved her body, crawling towards him.

Pushing the man, his lips turned black, and he lost all feeling, he could not hear Luo Shang's call, nor could he wake up.

What to do, what to do.

Looking down at Shi Yan, she and the group of assassins had purposely taken the time to observe from below. If she didn't accidentally find a spacious place under the cliff, it would definitely be Shi Yan in the middle of the cliff. That way, even if they jumped down, they wouldn't die.

In short, it was far better than falling into the hands of those people.

There were vines wrapped around the branches. Fortunately, it wasn't too far from the rock face.

Luo Shang didn't hesitate at all as she used all her strength to tug at the vine and tie it to a branch. The other end of the vine was tightly tied to her waist and wrist. She put the man's tall body on her back and pulled his arm onto her shoulders, then dragged him down the vine bit by bit.

The emerald vines were filled with fierce thorns and thorns. On Luo Shang's waist, there was a tight grip on the vines and a large area of blood-red slowly began to be imprinted on it.

Her pair of delicate hands were lacerated one after another. Her white neck and slender and smooth skin became riddled with wounds. Her hands had turned blue from the vines, and her blood slowly slid down the vines. Ice-cold raindrops mixed with her blood dripped from her wrists through her skin.

His face was pale, but apart from the rain and cold sweat, there were also pain and wounds.

When the vine was halfway there, Luo Shang looked as if she was hesitating. Only by jumping down with the man on her back could she prevent him from getting hit by the vine, but it was tied too tightly. In a moment of desperation, Luo Shang could only bite through it.

Gingerly, he rubbed her lips back and forth. In her eyes, besides pain, there was more anxiety.

The vine around her wrist broke, and the two people fell down at the same time. Luo Shang tightly held onto Leng Shaoyu's wrist, and in the moment of falling, her weak body fell onto the ground.

Feeling the fierce strike on his body, he was so exhausted that he couldn't say anything. His delicate face was pressed against the ground and half of it was immersed in the mud. As the cold wind blew, her trembling fingers were able to support her trembling body.

Both of Luo Shang's hands supported herself on the hard stone surface as she struggled to sit up. There were many vines intertwined into a circular black hole, and she thought that the rain had soaked his eyes and caused him to hallucinate. She rubbed her eyes. It really was a cave.

She dragged Leng Shaoyu's body into the hole with a lot of effort and helped him fall on top of the firewood.

Luo Shang looked at the hole in front of him. It was fine if there was firewood, but there was also a jar of wine and an empty bowl.

Does anyone live here? Looking at the dust on the bowl, it was likely that no one had used it in a long time. It was likely that no one would come here. Even if he did come, it would be after the rain.

Luo Shang knelt in front of the man and looked at his black face. Although his face was pale, he was still handsome. Looking at him, Luo Shang slightly hesitated. Her long eyelashes drooped, and she still reached out her hand to remove the man's clothes in front of his chest.

She stopped and smiled wryly. It was not the time to care so much.

Then he took off the white tunic on his chest, revealing the man's sturdy and handsome upper body.

A vicious wound was imprinted on his chest. It was very long and very deep, and the black blood also seemed to have solidified a bit.

Luo Shang lightly wiped off the blood on her fingers and frowned. This poison... The person who poisoned him really wanted him to die.

She pinched her clothes and faced the man's handsome face. The hesitation on her face gradually faded as she lowered her head to take drugs for him. More and more sweat accumulated on his forehead, and the amount of black blood he vomited on the ground also gradually increased.

This poison was very strong, she had no way of absorbing all the poison in his body, even if she absorbed the poison, she could not guarantee that Leng Shaoyu would recover from it.

Looking at the jug of wine at the side, Luo Shang lifted her skirt and walked over, returned with the wine, and poured it into Leng Shaoyu's wounds.

The strong taste of the alcohol stung the wound, and the man's brows furrowed in pain.

Luo Shang put down the jar of wine, ripped off a few strands of cloth from her skirt, and helped him bandage it.

The rain was still pouring down and the vines at the entrance of the cave had completely covered up the cave. In the dark, gloomy cave, a few flashes of lightning could be seen from time to time. It was so bright that it was terrifying.

Leng Shaoyu woke up from his stupor. Other than the pain from the wound, he was also a little unable to breathe. On closer look, he saw that there was a woman pressing down on his body.

He looked at the woman lying on top of him. She was in a restless slumber, blood trickling down her lips. Her long eyelashes fluttered upwards, and her long hair fell down her back, covering her petite body.

Leng Shaoyu raised his powerless hand and gently wiped the redness off the corner of her lips. His long and narrow eyes glanced at the black blood on the ground. There was still the smell of alcohol lingering in the air. He narrowed his eyes.

Could it be that she …

Coincidentally, Luo Shang had also woken up at this time. When she opened her eyes, she happened to meet the man's gaze.

"You … "She woke up." Seeing him looking at him, Luo Shang quickly sat up, her face red.

"What did you do while This King was unconscious? "It can't be that..." The man's lips curled up into a charming smile. He glanced at his own upper body, his eyes filled with ridicule.

At this time, he still had the mood to joke with her. To be able to take back his life was already not bad.

"King Jin is overestimating his charm." Luo Shang chuckled and stood up.

Seeing that she was about to walk out of the cave, Leng Shaoyu slightly lifted his tall chin and straightened his body with difficulty. Where are you going? "

Luo Shang who was standing at the cave entrance and looking at the rain that was still pouring down, laughed, and intentionally spoke in a strange tone: "Of course it's to leave, if not, because the Luo Family is bringing more unhappiness to the King Jin, then it's my fault."

With a chuckle, she really did leave.

Leng Shaoyu's face was gloomy as he watched her walk out of the cave.

Under the heavy rain, with the sounds of thunder and lightning, Luo Shang carefully searched for medicinal herbs. The cold weather, which was already soaked through to the skin, and the howling wind made it even colder. The cold wind made her body shiver.

However, underneath the cliff where Shi Yan was standing, except for the vines, the stone rocks were covered with huge rocks, making it even harder to find herbs.

There was no other way, Luo Shang could only climb up the cliff, holding onto the rocks one after another, she climbed up. It is said that the medicinal herbs that are effective grow in cracks in the rocks.

The blood on her hands dyed the stone red and even the blisters on her hands were broken. She wrapped the herbs she picked with a cloth bundle and carefully took them down.

"Luminary Grass."

Not far from her, Luo Shang recognized the peerless medicinal herb with a single glance. The Hundred Smelting Grass had the ability to resist and detoxify poisons. Her eyes lit up as she crawled through the rain. She extended her arm and grabbed the herb a few times before she successfully obtained it.

The rock was too slippery. She had been careful when she came down, but she still fell. She was close to the ground and had twisted her ankle.

By the time he returned to the cave, it was already dark. The layers of vines had been peeled off, but the cave was empty.

Leng Shaoyu disappeared.

The herb in her hand dropped to the ground in an instant. Looking at him who had disappeared from the cave, Luo Shang actually had an indescribable feeling in her heart, that kind of worry and fear. Did those killers discover this place and take him away?

Still, he was gone.

It was impossible for him to be injured so severely. Even if he managed to suck out the poison for him, the wound was so deep that he wouldn't be able to walk in time, let alone walk out of the cave.

Where would he go?

Her eyelashes trembled, and tears filled her eyes.

"Didn't you leave? Why did you come back? " A deep voice came from behind him.

Luo Shang turned her head around, her tall and straight body standing in front of her, blocking the cold wind coming from the cave entrance.

"Leng Shaoyu..." Luo Shang looked at him with his beautiful eyes.

Seeing that he wasn't in the cave, at that moment, it was hard to describe the disappointment in his heart.

Leng Shaoyu shot her a glance before he walked over, picked up a few pieces of firewood and started pushing them.

Seeing her leave, there was no need to think about it. This stupid woman must have gone looking for herbs, afraid that something might happen to her. He struggled a few times before standing up, wanting to chase after her.

"Don't look at me like that. This King isn't as weak as you think." Leng Shaoyu coldly snorted.

Luo Shang turned her head and lowered her body to undo the cloth wrapping.

"You start the fire first, I'll boil some medicine for you." Luo Shang wiped off the rain on his face and picked up the herbs she picked. Although they were not very effective on him, they could at least help him stabilize the poison in his body and prevent her mouth from burning up.

"Are you, ordering This King?" Leng Shaoyu said coldly.

"At this time, why are you still …" I'm begging you, okay? " Luo Shang sighed, she wanted to say something, but stopped herself, since the man in front of him was trying to save him.

Hearing her words, Leng Shaoyu squatted down and picked up the firewood disdainfully.