Chapter 171 Little love is dead
Zhao Xiaomiao stood up, looked at the vines on the cliff, and stretched out his hands to pull them. These vines grew on the cliff, and they were so strong that they couldn't be pulled off. They were all entwined on it.

"Little Love!"

Zhao Xiaomiao looked down at the cliff and clenched her fists.

"My sister won't give up!"

Zhao Xiaomiao grabbed the vines and tied them to her body, and climbed down the cliff. Did the stones under her feet fall? The rocks and the cliffs are getting steeper and steeper. Looking around, there is not a single small tree.

Zhao Xiaomiao bit her lip, tears streaming down her face, "Xiao Ai, I'm sorry, my sister still hasn't found you!"

Climbing along the vines to the place where she fell on the branch, Zhao Xiaomiao rested for a while, looked at the cliff in front of her, looked up at the cliff above the cliff, grabbed the surrounding vines and pulled hard, making sure she could bear it. After grabbing her body, Zhao Xiaomiao grabbed the vines and climbed up the cliff.

Her hands were covered in blood and her clothes were torn, but Zhao Xiaomiao didn't cry out for pain, she only knew that she wanted to go up, she wanted revenge, and she wanted to make Li Shi and Zhao Ruyue regret it.

Biting her lip, she took one step at a time, numb from the pain. After climbing for an unknown amount of time, Zhao Xiaomiao climbed to the cliff and fell down on it, looking at the darkening sky, crying loudly.

Enough crying, Zhao Xiaomiao got up and went down the mountain, Mrs. Li, Zhao Ruyue, wait for me!

Zhao Xiaomiao stumbled back to the village. When the people in the village saw her coming back covered in blood, they hurried forward in fright. The big guy ran over to help her. Seeing that it was a villager, Zhao Xiaomiao crooked and fell down.

"Go to the village chief!"

Someone yelled and ran towards the village chief's house with Zhao Xiaomiao on his back.

The village chief rushed over after hearing the sound, and was terrified when he saw Zhao Xiaomiao's situation.

"Ask a doctor to take a look!"

"What's the matter, little Miao?"

The people in the village started talking, and the village head asked the village doctor to come over and check it out, only to find out that it was caused by excessive fatigue.

Zhao Xiaomiao slept at the village chief's house for one night, and woke up the next day. Seeing an unfamiliar environment, Zhao Xiaomiao got up and saw that the clothes on her body had changed. She was a little confused, why was she at the village chief's house.

"Xiao Miao, you're awake!"

When the village head's wife saw her wake up, she hurriedly stepped forward to help her sit up, "Just wake up, but you scared us."

"..." Zhao Xiaomiao opened his mouth, but found that his throat was so dry and uncomfortable that he couldn't speak. Zhao Xiaomiao held his throat and tried repeatedly, but all failed.

The village head's wife looked at her, "Xiao Miao, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Xiaomiao clutched her throat, her throat was very uncomfortable, pointed at the village chief's wife, and continued to pronounce, her voice hoarse, "My voice..."

The hoarse and rough voice startled the village head's wife, and she quickly comforted her, "I asked the local doctor to show you yesterday and said that you were overtired, what happened to you, Xiao Miao, why did you have blood all over your body yesterday?" , The clothes are all torn, it really scared us to death!"

Hearing the village head's wife ask, Zhao Xiaomiao bit her lip, "Xiao Ai is dead!"

"what!"

The village chief's wife looked at her in horror, saw her tears falling, and asked concerned, "What's going on, how is Xiao Ai doing well..."

"Ms. Li threw Xiao Ai under the cliff..."

The hoarse voice couldn't utter a whole sentence, so Zhao Xiaomiao threw herself into her arms, crying loudly.

The second watch is here, everyone please support the gourmet farm and run away with the lid on...

(End of this chapter)

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