Chapter 404

Su Yunyang clenched his teeth, tears in his eyes. For a moment, he was unwilling to look up at the emperor at the top of the cliff. The hatred in his eyes made him realize that he was too weak to enter the man.

Su Wanqing only felt that her heart was hollowed out, her body was like a puppet out of line, and she was held by Su Yunyang to her chest. Feilong's flying wings dropped rapidly. Watching Zuo Zhen's body drop, she seemed to have a trace of despair: "ah!"

"You can't get out of my hand."

Sheng Huang's voice rang through the whole valley. His cold eyes were fixed on Su Wanqing's pale face. A sneer was drawn from the corner of his mouth. The whole body was tense and his fists were pinched.

Su Wanqing only felt that his heart was severely crushed. His eyes looked at the emperor with hatred. He roared out in despair: "if I don't die today, it's the beginning of your life."

Sheng Huang's eyes show a touch of coldness, and he stares at Su Wanqing. He has an intersection with the Phoenix in the last life. The Phoenix in this life has a very different personality, which makes him slightly frown. The things that are not in his own control make him a little uneasy.

"Zuo Zhen!"

Su late Qing despairingly stares at Zuo Zhen, who is falling slowly. His heartbreaking cry resounds through the whole heiyuan gorge.

At this moment, whoosh!

A dark shadow flashed along the stone wall of the canyon, but after a breath, there was no trace, followed by Zuo Zhen. At that moment, Su Wanqing's whole voice was raised, which almost made her think it was a dark shadow of illusion, and it really disappeared.

"Brother, do you see that?" Su Wanqing grabs Su Yunyang and roars.

Su Yunyang looked along the direction of Su's late Qing Dynasty, but it was thick fog. Zuo Zhen had not been seen for a long time, so he must have fallen down. His eyes were so dim.

"I just saw someone rescue Zuo Zhen. There was no trace in a moment."

Su Wanqing grabs Su Yunyang's arm. It's obvious that Su Yunyang and Muyan don't believe it. But seeing Su Wanqing's panic, they can't help sighing.

"In the late Qing Dynasty, let alone whether Zuo Zhen, who was seriously injured, would fall down and die, he would not live with all his injuries."

Su Yunyang sighed and held Su Wanqing in his arms.

"No, he's still alive, he's still alive. If someone saves him, he won't die." In the late Qing Dynasty, Su only felt his scalp numb.

Dushanyan is sitting on the shadow with the unconscious dushanyu in her arms. Looking at Su Wanqing who is held by Su Yunyang, it's not good at the bottom of her heart. Even if Zuo Zhen hurts her so much, she still depends on Zuo Zhen in her heart. If Zuo Zhen dies at this time, I'm afraid the generation of late Qing can't forget this man.

Thinking of this, there was a slight wound in her heart.

"Late Qing Dynasty..."

Su Yunyang holds Su's late Qing Dynasty in his arms. Su's warm chest makes Su's late Qing Dynasty collapse in an instant. She falls into Su's arms and cries like a child. She thinks about it all the time. Finally, Zuo Zhen pushes herself into the abyss and thinks about her last smile. Such warmth reminds her of the past.

"Big brother, he's still alive, alive!" Su Wanqing murmured these words, biting his lips, his face turned pale, and left Zhen's blood stains on the back of his hand, crying like a child.

Su Yunyang said, "he's dead. Give up. He's dead." After all, he couldn't say it. He sighed deeply. He just held Su Wanqing in his arms and looked up at the mountain top, which was gradually moving away. At this time, Wu Ya's voice came from the mountain top: "Yunyang, Yunyang!"

"Wuya."

Su Yunyang looks at the dense fog, but he can't see the recent situation of the mountain top. He holds Su Wanqing's arm in his heart and looks down at Su Wanqing who has fallen into a coma. There is a trace of bitterness in his heart.

Wu ya at the top of the cliff, lying on the edge of the cliff, dared to come out an hour after the emperor left, and sat limply on the top of the cliff as if she had lost her soul.

The picture in my mind keeps turning. The witch pulls Wuya, who is still a child, and slowly runs the snow-white thorns to the black abyss. There are always tears in her eyes. Only on the death day of my little uncle every year, will she cry so sad.

"Grandma, what are you crying for?" Wu Ya looked at the witch with a confused face. She was wearing a thorn flower on her head. She looked cute in the sunshine.

There was more helplessness on the witch's face. She looked at Wu Ya and said in a trembling voice, "your little uncle lives below here."

"Little uncle? Why does my little uncle live here? When will he come up? Can I go down and see my little uncle? " Wuya looked at the witch excitedly.

At that time, she was still young, and could not understand why grandma's face was so sad that she cried so loudly that she could not forget it all her life.

At this moment, Wu Ya's fist firmly grasped the top of the cliff. Unlike her grandmother, she was still seeing off her beloved man. Her future was dim and her life was uncertain. She only wanted to meet him again in her lifetime.

When Zuo Hui and his party arrived, they only saw Wu Ya staring at the black abyss gorge. Before they arrived, the poisonous fog of the black abyss gorge made them quickly detoxify.

"What about people?" Zuo Hui's chest keeps breathing. He has a bad feeling because he doesn't see his brother Zuo Zhen. At this time, he should be on the top of the mountain like Wu ya.

Wu Ya had a sneer on her face and wiped away her tears. She looked at Zuo Hui with hatred in her eyes and said: "this is not the result you want. They were forced to go to the black abyss Canyon and fall into the devil's land, but good people have good rewards. Although they fell into the devil's land in the late Qing Dynasty, they were alive after all. Your brother Zuo Zhen was killed by the emperor and fell into the canyon."

Zuo Hui felt that his brain was blank. He turned his head mechanically, looked at Wu ya, and then lowered the air pressure for a few minutes. He growled, "what are you talking about? Killed by the emperor? "

"Yes, even if the emperor killed him, his whole chest was pierced with one palm, and he would not die even if he did not fall into the black valley." Wu Ya gave a cold smile, for these intruders, they deserved it.

Zuo Hui only felt that he was in the dark and nearly fell to the ground. His chest was so stuffy that he suffocated. His mouth was fishy and sweet, and his blood gushed out.

Looking up at the sky, that a touch of unwilling, a touch of hatred, let everyone present have a lingering fear.

"He won't die so easily. I firmly believe that as a man of the left family, he won't die so easily."

Wu Ya originally wanted to say some vicious words, but Zuo Hui pinched her fists and red eyes to force her tears back. At that moment, she couldn't bear to say those vicious words. She turned her head in anger and quickly disappeared in the same place.