Lord, your mask fell off

Chapter 1282 The world collapsed when you left

The people rushing from all directions, as well as the ubiquitous hidden weapons, if he is at his usual peak, these are not a problem at all. Even if he is seriously injured at this moment, he can barely protect himself.

But he couldn't let him leave the person in his arms.

Pang Zhijing was hugged tightly by him, and his head was pressed on her chest. She couldn't see any scene around her, but she could feel the shouts and muffled groans from the people close to her. .

Her heart was ruthlessly pulled, and she tightly grabbed his sleeves with both hands, "Xiao Hou, you have nothing to do.

The two of them were like kites with a broken string. They were thrown out hard and rolled a few times on the uphill slope.

"Little rascal, are you alright?" Xiao Hou, who was rolling in the mud, his whole body was stained with mud, immediately picked up the person on the ground the moment he stood up, and carefully checked her body to see if she was injured again.

She coughed lightly, and opened her eyes to look at him. The rain and mud on his face were mixed together, and it was almost impossible to distinguish his face, but those eyes were still bright enough to warm her heart.

"I'm fine..."

As soon as she said the words, she saw a man in black appearing behind him stretching out his foot and kicking his back fiercely, "Danger—"

Xiao Hou didn't notice for a while, he fell into the rain, he vomited blood, and just raised his head, he saw the man in black raised his long sword at the little rascal, his eyes were tearing apart , "Little rascal—"

Before the long sword fell, Pang Zhijing used all her strength to roll aside and escaped.

Seeing that the man in black didn't hurt her, Xiao Hou was about to get up, but his eyes shrank suddenly, "Little rascal, I'll save you!"

Because this place was on a cliff, the place where she rolled down was a steep slope. She couldn't bear the force at this time, and she rolled down the slope. If she rolled down like this again, there would be a cliff below.

There has never been a moment when Xiao Hou hated himself so much for not being able to catch the person he wanted to protect.

He was badly wounded and couldn't keep up with the people who were rolling faster and faster.

Pang Zhijing clenched her lips tightly. Although her whole body hurt from being cut by gravel along the way, and the wound started to bleed again, she didn't dare to cry out, because she knew that this would aggravate Xiao Hou's worries.

Suddenly her body was suspended in the air, and the whole person was thrown out of the hillside, spinning in mid-air. She took a closer look and saw the abyss below. Her heart shrank suddenly, as if it had stopped beating.

The body paused in mid-air for a while, then fell down instantly.

Is it over?
She slowly closed her eyes.

A voice pierced through the rain curtain and reached her ear, "Little rascal!"

The wrist was suddenly held, and the body stopped falling.

She opened her eyes in disbelief, only to see that her wrist was tightly grasped by a slender but bloody hand, and above her was a face as gentle as jade, with black hair fluttering in the air, which complemented his original beauty. His pale face became even more bloodless.

"Little rascal, hold out your other hand and hold me tight!"

At this time, he only held one hand of the little rogue, but the rain soaked them, and the hands of the two were slowly separating, which was very unstable.

At this time, she saw clearly that he was also suspended in the air, but he was just grabbing a mess of vines on the edge of the cliff. At this time, because the vines carried the gravity of two people, the roots that only penetrated into the surface of the soil were slowing down. Slowly dragged down.

Maybe in the next moment, the vine will be completely separated from the soil, and then both of them will fall off the cliff.

And he was seriously injured at this time, not a single part of the clothes on his body was intact, and it was either mud or blood. She knew that this was the price he had paid to protect herself just now. The sound of swords piercing into flesh and blood was like Like a magic voice, it rang in her ears over and over again.

He might be able to protect himself like this, but for her, he stepped into the abyss.

Underfoot is a desperate situation.

"We are so embarrassed." She said softly, looking at his mud-stained face, and his usual cleanliness.

"It's okay. After you go back, just clean it up. Quick, reach out and grab me with your other hand. I'm only grabbing your wrist, which is not firm."

At this time, Xiao Hou didn't care about the mess all over his body, he just wanted her to put his other hand on it.

"The vine seems to be breaking," she murmured.

"Don't worry about it, little rascal, give me your hand first, do you hear me?" Her hand kept sliding down, and now he can only hold her five fingers, his palms are sweating, as if he didn't see what's happening right now. In desperation, he gently coaxed her in a panic.

"Xiao Hou."

She suddenly raised her eyes, and her eyes shone like the warm sun shining on spring water.

He looked at her.

"I will transfer the remaining luck and blessings of this life to you. If you finish your revenge, live a good life, find a good girl, and live a life of peace and joy."

"Little rascal, what are you talking about? Give me your hand!" These words made him inexplicably uneasy, and he couldn't help coaxing her anxiously and helplessly.

Pang Zhijing looked at him deeply, as if she wanted to trace his appearance into her memory and seal it up forever.

Many times in a person's life, he will be full of what-if assumptions and unexpected arrivals.

For Pang Zhijing, her life has countless assumptions about what if.

Although she has always said that there are no ifs in her life, only consequences and results.

but--

If she hadn't traveled here to come here, wouldn't she have encountered many things that she couldn't have imagined even after exhausting her imagination.

If she can escape Pang Huang's restraint and Xiao Hou's restraint, can she live a little more chicly?

If she hadn't fallen in love with that warm-faced and cold-hearted person, wouldn't she be so uncomfortable and insecure?

It won't be like this, asking for nothing, love and separation.

Xiao Hou, you may not know how much I like you.

Because it's more than you can imagine.

I never regret everything I have done, whether it is falling in love with you, leaving you or saving you, and now standing with you on the edge of life and death, I believe that everything that happens in life has its meaning.

Although this period of time is not long, it has let me know what is growth, what is liking, and what is giving up.

"Two people can't survive this vine, but one can." She looked at him tenderly.

"No, we'll all survive!" He shook his head and said with trembling lips.

"Xiao Hou, in the future, don't let yourself be so embarrassed, take care."

She smiled and broke free from his hand, leaving him with the last bright smile on her face.

I give you all the good things in life, you must be happy.

A gust of mountain wind instantly dragged that pink figure into the abyss.

"Do not--"

His hands were empty, and the little rascal who liked to bicker with him just disappeared before his eyes, and his fingers suddenly trembled uncontrollably.

　(Wood spirit count: the last update is here!)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)