The leader has a black moonlight + extra episode

The other hand she was hanging down was holding Yan Qimo tightly, the veins on her wrist were bulging, and the joints on the back of her hand were distinct. "Don't...let go...hand..." She clenched her teeth, looked at the stone edge on the edge of the cliff, moved her fingers, and tried to climb up.

Suddenly a black boot appeared in sight, and the golden mask came over, pointed his chin at her, watched her struggle with a sneer, and swung the long sword slowly in the air a few times, before slashing.

He wasn't planning to let them go, but he wanted to see Wu Jin's unnecessary struggle.As long as he slashed with his sword or kicked at random, both of them would definitely fall off the cliff.

The wound on Wu Jin's shoulder continued to overflow with more blood due to the force, but the most terrible thing was that his arm was numb from time to time.Coupled with the weight of the other hand holding Yan Qimo, it made her almost unable to grasp the stone corner on the edge of the cliff.

Her hands trembled invisibly for a while, but she lowered her head to comfort Yan Qimo and said, "Don't be afraid, hold me steady."

Yan Qimo grabbed that hand, which was crumbling with nothing else to rely on. She lowered her head to look at the emptiness under her feet, and suddenly raised her eyes and said, "Xiao Jin." The wind blew with a mournful voice, "Let go."

She hurriedly looked down, but saw Yan Qimo's face was miserable, she shook her head, even her smile was bleak: "I have no strength, let go." Yan Qimo's light and calm voice carried a little self-mockery, listening Wu Jin's heart suddenly shrank.

"Don't, don't!" Wu Jin felt that Yan Qimo's fingers were gradually coming off, and tried to grab her with all his strength, but the other numb right hand slipped a little bit towards the edge of the cliff.

It's about to fall.The golden mask looked at it with great interest, and he saw that Wu Jin's hand was shaking and gradually losing strength.

"Xiao Jin, let go!" Yan Qimo keenly saw the looseness of her fingers. If this continues, none of them will survive. "obedient……"

At this time, Wu Jin's ears caught the sound of chaotic footsteps running towards this side on the ground, and her voice was already trembling intermittently: "Don't let go...Yan Qimo...someone is coming..." Clinging to the ground tightly, I wish I could embed my fingers in it.

The sound of footsteps became clearer as they approached, and the eyes of the golden mask fluctuated. Without waiting any longer, he raised his long sword and decided to send them on the road.

Seeing the bright sword light dazzling under the scorching sun, Wu Jin couldn't help smiling wryly, and slowly closed his eyes.

Sure enough, she was still useless.

Yan Qimo stared at his movements, and waited for the moment when the long sword was raised high and slashed down, she suddenly pushed Wu Jin upwards with the strength she did not know where, and sent the man away from his side safely while the golden mask raised the sword go up.

And that force fell on Yan Qimo, she completely lost her support and fell straight into the clouds.

The moment Wu Jin fell to the ground and opened his eyes, his eyes were full of fear, panic and bewilderment.As the mountain wind fluttered, it seemed that Yan Qimo's last words whispered in her ears were still echoing: "Xiao Jin, be obedient..."

Deep at the bottom of the cliff, the voice that disappears in the wind seems to be - live on my behalf.

"Stop!!!" Those congregants who had dealt with the White Scarf Killer rushed up at this moment, protecting Wu Jin, and facing the golden mask with all their strength.

The golden mask looked back at the bottom of the cliff, the abyss.He flicked his sleeves and snorted coldly, and fled away.

"Miss Xiaojin—" The congregation were worried about Wu Jin, so they didn't go after the enemy. They surrounded Wu Jin, chattering and concerned: "Miss Xiaojin, are you okay?", "Miss Xiaojin, are you injured?" Yes! Hurry up, I'll go find a doctor for you.", "Miss Jin, what's wrong with you?"

Suddenly, a member of the congregation turned his head and looked around, and asked, "Miss Xiaojin, where is the leader?"

"Master..." Wu Jin came back from a trance and looked at him in a murmur, "Yan Qimo... Puff!" She suddenly spurted out a big mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

The author has something to say: I finally wrote down the leader, and the next chapter will cut the clouds and water~

Chapter 70 Cloud & Water (8)

Jinfu Jia walked out from the courtyard of the mansion, followed by a few concubines in rich clothes and gold hairpins. Yunhua looked in through the open red door and saw two couplets hung on the front door of the main hall. The inscriptions were "Happy to be kind and charitable", "help the poor and save the adversity".

With such a big face, I don't know if it was given by someone or asked by myself.

Jin Fujia came with an airs and a solemn face, and when he opened his mouth, the fat on his cheeks seemed to tremble uncontrollably: "What does this girl want from me?" The smile in the narrowed eyes was false and mean.

He seemed to deliberately try to put on a kind look, and his words were kind and polite, but Yunhua still keenly felt the domineering aura he exuded, which was clearly a perennial high-ranking person who looked down on the people below him pride.

Yunhua glanced at him contemptuously, and simply put her eyes on the air.

Shui looked at him coldly, without saying a word for a long time.This made Jin Fujia suspicious, and he pretended to be polite and cared: "Young lady, if you have anything to ask me, you may as well speak up." But in the bottom of my heart, I already had a faint idea to deal with it early, and this person couldn't think of any difficulties. Are you looking for money from him?

"Girl?" If this person doesn't speak again, Jin Fujia's patience will soon be worn out.

At this time, an aunt who came out suddenly let out an exclamation, then felt impolite, and looked at the master timidly.Seeing that the master didn't care about it, he turned his head in a low voice, and whispered to another lady who looked a little older: "Ma'am, look at this person...does he look like..."