However, it is still a step late.

Gu Bai glanced at them coldly, and his clothes were flying.

He did not see the slightest bit of panic, his eyebrows were full of determination.

The last deep look at the memorial made the memorial feel cold. He couldn't say what kind of emotion it was, but he felt bored. Thinking of Gu Bai's last words, he clenched his fist.

Damn it.

I want to wait for frost!

Standing on the edge of the cliff for a while, he looked at the abyss for a long time and said in a deep voice: "go."

All the people of the demon clan go with the order.

……

……

When Gu Bai jumped off the cliff, he was not very afraid.

After all, he is not really Xie Xinghe. He just thinks it's a pity that after so many tasks, he will fail.

The sense of rapid falling made his mind dizzy, and the cold wind was blowing on his cheek, which was very painful.

Somehow, Gu Bai suddenly thought of Fusheng.

Some pictures flashed in my mind.

The young man in white was facing the humanity in front of him: "if I jump from here, will you promise me?"

The person in front of him turns his head slowly, and light irony appears on his warm and handsome face. White que smile: "yes."

Behind him was a dark black sea, on which there were some broken bones floating.

When Fu Sheng was very young, he heard the legend about this sea - the river of the earth, forgetting the river in the sky, not touching strangers, and no bones.

He is an ancient beast, but he is not afraid to die in it. But it will definitely hurt. Fusheng doesn't like the taste of pain.

But Bai que said that if he didn't jump, he would not be allowed to go to Xicang again.

So Fusheng gritted his teeth: "is this really true?"

After seeing Bai que nodding, he jumped behind him without hesitation -

and fell into the sea without turning up much spray. However, the sea is like a sharp knife.

The intense pain makes Fusheng pale, and does not overflow a trace of pain when biting his teeth. He raised his wet head, blinked his eyes, and said to the white que on the bank, "I've jumped. I'm not allowed to drive me away any more."

Fusheng doesn't seem to know that his face is a little twisted because of the pain. He just opens his bright eyes and looks at Bai Que's action tightly.

Maybe I didn't expect that Fusheng would jump so crisp. Baique opened her lips slightly and wanted to say something. Finally, she just nodded.

Seeing that he agreed, Fusheng was relieved, and the pain diffused from his limbs..

There was a flash of dark light in Bai Que's eyes. He looked down at him, and his handsome face was soft. "Come on up," he whispered

Bai Que's voice is very nice, a little hoarse and clear. Floating life moved, way: "leg ache, can't come up."

He subconsciously extended his hand to Bai que.

Leng Leng, and ready to take back, but unexpectedly was a clean slender hand back to hold.

With a little effort, Bai que pulled him out of the Black Sea.

Frowning at the whole body wet floating life, Bai que didn't say a word.

As if aware of his eyes, Fusheng stretched out his other hand to gently touch, and the moisture on his clothes was instantly evaporated.

His hair became dry and the pain subsided. Fusheng suddenly realized that something was wrong. He bowed his head to the source of the strange place Bai que still held his hand.

Warmth from the palm to the heart, and then to the tip of the ear, Fusheng staring at the hands for a long time, did not say a word.

When Bai que saw his stupefied appearance, he had a slight smile in his eyes. "Floating life," he whispered

"Well?"

"Does it still hurt?"

Maybe the sunlight was too gentle, and Fusheng felt that Bai Que's side face was also overflowing with some softness.

"It hurts." He whispered back.