Shen Lang and Feng Luan looked at each other and nodded.

Naturally, they have no problem. They are worried about the red moon.

Red moon saw the worry of Shen Lang and Feng Luan, she shook her head and said: "don't worry, I can."

Since red moon is sure, Shen Lang and Feng Luan have no objection.

Feng Luan glanced at Yin Zhiping and said coldly, "you walk in front of me!"

"Good."

Yin Zhiping jumped up, stepped on the iron rope, and made rapid progress.

Shen Lang, Feng Luan and Hong Yue followed closely, marching fast on the iron rope.

A minute later, the four had reached the center of the two cliffs. There was a heavy fog below, and they could see the view in front of them.

On the opposite side is a mountain peak. There is a waterfall on the right side of the peak. The scenery is beautiful and pleasant. The fresh air here is also rich.

There is a famous old man standing on the top of the mountain. He has white hair and white hair. He is a disabled man with broken arms and his right arm sleeves are floating around.

The disabled old man squatted down and grasped one end of the chain at the top of the mountain.

"No!"

Shen Lang and Feng Luan were shocked. They saw the disabled old man with a sullen face. He grabbed the iron rope with his left hand and pulled it hard.

"Click" a crisp sound, waves in front of the chain suddenly broken.

Yin Zhiping and Shen Lang are abruptly separated by a broken iron rope. Yin Zhiping fell in front, while Shen Langfeng and Luan Hongyue fell behind.

"Damn it, it's overcast!" Shen Lang yelled. I didn't expect that there was a mechanism on the iron rope! Otherwise, the location of the fracture could not have been so coincident.

Sure enough, seeing Yin Zhiping fall in front of him, the disabled old man pulled the chain back and pulled Yin Zhiping up with a huge force.

Like a gymnast, Yin Zhiping made a 360 back somersault and landed firmly beside the old man.

The iron rope is broken. Shen Lang and Feng Luan Hongyue are now over the abyss. They don't have any help. They can only grasp the iron rope at one end.

One end of the tightrope they grasped was connected to the cliff when they first came here. They should be able to climb up along the tightrope.

But soon, Shen Lang and Feng Luan found something wrong.

Normally, the chain they hold is connected with the cliff when they come. Under the pull of the chain, their bodies should swing towards the cliff when they come.

But the fact is not so, three people are actually in free fall movement down.

Shen Lang immediately responded, and the other end of the chain had a similar mechanism!

The chains they're holding are broken on both sides of the middle!

Feng Luan also thought of this point. As a master in the middle of Wenjing, falling cliff may still have a ray of life.

But the red moon is just at the beginning.

"Moon, let go." Feng Luan said.

"No, master!" The red moon's face was frightened, and there was a tear in her eyes.

See red month didn't let go, Feng Luan lightning like grasp red month's right foot, try to, toward a throw!

The red moon leaped in the air, just stepping on the fast falling tightrope.

"The waves." Feng Luan is biting the shell tooth, at the same time of oneself rapid falling, looking at the heavy waves with the eyes of praying.

Shen Lang knows what Feng Luan means. Even if Feng Luan wants to sacrifice herself, she doesn't want red moon to die!

Hongyue is her own woman. Shen Lang doesn't hesitate. She tugs at the chain, picks up Qi and tries her best to shake her wrist.

The chain, like a long snake, quickly flew up.

A huge force from the end of the chain lifted the Red Moon up.

Red moon did not miss the opportunity, she used all her strength to jump, leaped to the top of the cliff, landing steadily.

"Master, Shen Lang!" Red moon looked back at the bottom of the cliff and cried.

Because just now forced to throw out the red moon, Feng Luan's body by reaction force, is rapid fall.

So fast speed fell down, even if the following is mud, Feng Luan also almost no chance of survival.

Shen Lang is now a mud Bodhisattva. He can't protect himself or take care of Feng Luan.

Just Feng Luan just saved Hongyue's life, which made him feel inexplicably moved. Seeing that Feng Luan would die, Shen Lang didn't want to let her die like this.

Maybe it's because Shen Lang felt guilty after seeing Feng Luan's body, or maybe it's because he himself had a vague preference for Feng Luan's conservatism.

Shen Lang couldn't ignore Feng Luan's life, but he didn't want to risk his life to save her.

This is a very tangled thing.

Shen Lang has his own divine Sutra to protect his body. He may not fall to death, but Feng Luan will surely die.

Unable to bear to see feng Luan die, Shen Lang uses his lightness skill to catch up with Feng Luan.

Shen Lang takes Feng Luan into his arms and makes his body face down. By the way, he feels the softness in his arms."Shen Lang, you..."

Just now, Shen Lang was willing to save Hongyue. Feng Luan was very grateful. Now she saw Shen Lang do it again, and all kinds of emotions surged into her heart. She had an unspeakable taste.

Even if you ask Jingwu Xiu to fall at this speed, if you don't have a great chance, you will be dead. What's more, Shen Lang is going to be her cushion?

"Shen Lang, let me go, you will die!" Feng Luan was biting her silver teeth with a complicated look.

"Ha ha." Shen Lang suddenly hugs Feng Luan, so he doesn't know whether he is dead or alive.

Up to now, Shen Lang is not afraid to irritate Feng Luan. He raises the corner of his mouth slightly and outlines a rebellious arc: "Feng Luan, you are so conservative, I have seen you and touched you. If I die, you won't be widowed for me all my life, will you

Shen Lang's words had a trace of ridicule, but in this case, Feng Luan could not produce a trace of anger.

The expression on Feng Luan's face was a little sad.

She seldom makes friends with others. She always looks cold. Feng Luan never thought that a man would die for herself. She turns her body and wants to get rid of Shen Lang's arm.

"Forget it, you're not my dish."

Shen Lang smiles indifferently. After struggling for such a long time, he just gives up.

A low drink, Shen Lang eyes a coagulation, right palm toward Feng Luan back forced a push.

Soon, Feng Luan suddenly felt a light body, back to upload a huge thrust, accompanied by a palm wind. Feng Luan's falling body slowed down and flew towards the cliff.

Feng Luan's eyes and hands quickly grasped a piece of rock that had been raised on the cliff.

Don't look back, Feng Luan also know what happened, she closed her eyes, eyes gush a trace of warmth.

"Asshole, why do you want to save me!"

……

After landing steadily, Yin Zhiping was very sad to see the three men from the rear of Shen Lang fall off the cliff. When he fell from such a high cliff, he was expected to fall into a meat cake.

Of course, he didn't love Shen Lang, but fengluan and Hongyue.

"Dad, how did you break the iron rope?" Yin Zhiping turned to look at the disabled old man and asked with dissatisfaction. #####

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