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He sped up.

After traveling several miles, the sound of horses' hooves came from behind, growing ever closer.

Looking back, they saw more than ten mounted soldiers galloping after them. The leader shouted, "The carriage ahead! Stop! We are ordered to search it!"

Lin Feng's eyes turned cold. There was definitely a trap.

"Hold on tight!" he shouted, cracking the whip. The carriage shot forward like an arrow.

"Stop the carriage ahead! Or we'll fire arrows!"

Lin Feng lay prone on the carriage shaft, his sharp eyes scanning the terrain ahead—a steep mountain wall to the left and a bottomless ravine to the right. There was nowhere to hide.

"call out--!"

An arrow grazed the roof of the car and embedded itself in the trunk of a tree ahead, its fletching trembling violently.

"They've fired their arrows!" Su Wanyue exclaimed.

Lin Feng's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly pulled on the reins, causing the carriage to turn sharply and rush into a narrow path on the left that was almost completely covered by weeds.

But the pursuers caught up. The path narrowed, and the carriage slowed down considerably.

Lin Feng gritted his teeth and glanced ahead—the path ended at a precipice! There was nowhere to go!

He acted decisively, pulling sharply on the reins, bringing the carriage to a sudden stop.

"Get off!" He jumped off the carriage and pulled open the carriage door.

Su Wanyue scrambled off the car, her legs so weak she could barely stand.

Lin Feng grabbed her waist and steadied her, his eyes quickly scanning the surroundings—the cliff was surrounded by pursuers on three sides and an abyss on the other.

"Lin Feng! You have nowhere to escape!" The leader of the pursuers was a bearded officer on horseback, grinning as he drew his bow and nocked an arrow.

"Surrender obediently, and I'll leave you with a whole corpse!"

"Whose people are you?" Lin Feng asked coldly, shielding Su Wanyue behind him.

"The higher-ups want to hunt down fugitive Lin Feng!" the officer shouted.

"Lay down your weapons, or you will be killed without mercy!"

"A fugitive?" Lin Feng sneered.

"I am a fifth-rank Wude General of the Imperial Court, and the garrison commander of Shuofeng City. What right do you have to arrest me?"

The officer was taken aback, then shouted sternly, "Stop making excuses! Even if the King of Heaven himself came today, he couldn't save you! Fire!"

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—" Arrows flew like locusts!

Lin Feng shoved Su Wanyue to the ground, rolled away, and hid behind the carriage.

Arrows thudded into the carriage, sending wood chips flying everywhere.

"Stay here and don't move!"

Lin Feng gave Su Wanyue a low shout, drew a short sword from his waist, and darted out from behind the carriage like a ghost, rushing straight at the two nearest cavalrymen!

"Stop him!" the officer exclaimed.

But it was too late.

Lin Feng had already rushed to the front of the horse and severed one of its forelegs with a single stroke!

The warhorse neighed and fell to the ground, the rider on horseback fell off, and Lin Feng stabbed him through the throat with a backhand slash.

Another cavalryman swung his sword, but Lin Feng dodged to the side. With his left hand like a hook, he grabbed the man's wrist, twisted it, snatched the saber, and slashed at the man's neck with his other hand!

Blood splattered! The two cavalrymen died instantly!

The remaining pursuers were shocked and dismounted, drawing their swords to surround the pursuers.

Instead of retreating, Lin Feng advanced, his saber flashing like a gleaming blade as he charged left and right through the crowd.

His swordsmanship was ruthless, each move deadly, and in the blink of an eye, three more people fell to the ground.

However, the pursuers were numerous and well-trained, and they quickly regained their footing, surrounding Lin Feng completely.

The officer outside the circle sneered, "Lin Feng, no matter how good you are at fighting, can you take on all of us? Just accept your fate!"

His gaze swept over the crowd, his mind racing—a direct confrontation wasn't the answer; he had to find a way to escape.

As he pondered this, he caught a glimpse of the edge of the cliff out of the corner of his eye—there, a thicket of vines hung down from the top of the cliff, swaying in the wind. A thought struck him.

"Su Wanyue!" he suddenly shouted, "Jump off the cliff!"

"What?" Su Wanyue was stunned.

"Jump!" Lin Feng forced the two back with a single strike, then leaped towards the precipice, grabbed a vine, and roared back, "Trust me!"

Su Wanyue gritted her teeth, got up from the ground, and rushed towards the cliff.

The pursuers were taken aback for a moment, then realized what was happening.

"Don't let them get away!"

But it was too late. Lin Feng grabbed the vines with one hand and wrapped his other arm around Su Wanyue's waist, then leaped off the cliff!

"Ah—!" Su Wanyue screamed, her eyes tightly shut, the wind whistling in her ears.

The two were plummeting rapidly!

But after falling only a few feet, the vine in Lin Feng's hand suddenly tightened!

It turned out that the vine was rooted in a protruding rock in the middle of the cliff, strong enough to support the weight of two people.

They were suspended in mid-air, with clouds and mist swirling below, the bottom of which was unseen.

The angry shouts of the pursuers came from above, but no one dared to come down.

"Hold on tight!" Lin Feng shouted, gripping the vines with one hand and holding Su Wanyue tightly with the other, his feet searching for footholds on the cliff face.

He followed the vines and slowly moved to the left—there was a depression in the cliff face where he could take temporary shelter.

Finally, the two moved to the depression.

It's a natural stone platform, not big, but just big enough to fit a person in.

Lin Feng placed Su Wanyue on the stone platform, then sat back on the outside, listening warily to the sounds above.

The pursuers shouted and cursed from above for a while, but seemed too afraid to come down, and gradually fell silent.

"It's alright now." He breathed a sigh of relief.

The sky was getting dark.

The last rays of the setting sun slanted down from the cliff top, casting long shadows on the stone platform. A biting mountain wind whipped their clothes through the air.

"Cold?" Lin Feng asked.

Su Wanyue nodded, then shook her head: "With you here, it's not cold."

Lin Feng took off his thin outer robe and draped it over her shoulders.

Su Wanyue tried to refuse, but he stopped her, saying, "Wear it. It's too cold."

Su Wanyue stopped refusing and wrapped her outer robe tighter around herself, where his body heat lingered.

She leaned close to him and whispered, "What do we do now?"

"Wait until it gets dark," Lin Feng said.

"After dark, I'll take you down and find a way to leave."

"How deep is it... down there?"

"I don't know. But I have a general idea."

Lin Feng paused for a moment, then asked, "Are you scared?"

Su Wanyue was silent for a moment, then shook her head: "I'm not afraid. With you here, I'm not afraid."

Lin Feng glanced at her but didn't say anything. This woman was stronger than he had imagined.

Night finally fell. The moonlight was so faint that it was almost impossible to see anything.

Lin Feng got up and stretched his arms and legs.

He walked to the edge of the stone platform and looked down—it was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything.

"Hold on tight." He turned around, his back to Su Wanyue. "Get on, I'll carry you down."

Su Wanyue climbed onto his back and wrapped her arms tightly around his neck. Lin Feng tied the two of them together with strips of cloth.

Then, he grabbed the vine, took a deep breath, and began to climb down.

After climbing for an unknown amount of time, Lin Feng suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Su Wanyue asked softly.

"The vines have reached their end," Lin Feng said in a deep voice.

Su Wanyue's heart sank. Below was still pitch black; she had no idea how much deeper it was.

Lin Feng listened intently. He could faintly hear the sound of water below—it was a mountain stream!

With a firm resolve, he said to Su Wanyue, "I'm going to jump. Hold on tight, don't let go."

"Jump?" Su Wanyue's voice trembled.

"There's water below. Trust me."

Su Wanyue gritted her teeth and nodded emphatically.

Lin Feng took a deep breath, loosened the vines, and leaped down!

"ah--!"

A feeling of weightlessness washed over her! Su Wanyue closed her eyes tightly, the wind whistling in her ears.

They had only been falling for a few breaths when, with a loud "plop," the two plunged into the icy mountain ravine!

Water rushed in from all directions, filling my mouth and nose.

Su Wanyue struggled desperately, but Lin Feng's arms held her tightly, pulling her upwards.

"Splash—"

The two emerged from the water.

Su Wanyue gasped for breath, coughing violently from the choking sensation.

Lin Feng dragged her and swam towards the shore.

Under the moonlight, the two were soaking wet and looked utterly disheveled. But they were still alive.

Su Wanyue crawled to his side, her voice trembling, "Are you...are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Lin Feng gasped for breath, lying on the ground, gazing at the stars in the sky. "We... made it out."

Su Wanyue looked at him, and tears fell again, this time from joy.

She threw herself into his arms and burst into tears.

Lin Feng then reached out and gently patted her back.

The night is still long. But the most dangerous hurdle has passed.