"Damn, I can't get down so fast!"

Yang Ruoqing looked at the tight rope around her waist and felt extremely depressed.

This is the longest bundle of rope in the house, stretching over ten meters long.

But she felt that before she was even halfway down the cliff, the rope had reached its end.

Stuck on this cliff, it can't reach the sky or the ground.

The rattan tied to Luo Fengtang's body next to him made no movement at all.

Yang Ruoqing was just hanging in mid-air, really worried.

She stepped on the uneven parts of the rock with both hands, and her hands were firmly grasping the branches and vines protruding from the cracks in the rock.

"Tangyazi!"

She called out to the empty space beneath her feet.

The mountain wind howled, blowing her voice to the opposite cliff, and then carried it back, forming an ups and downs echo above the valley.

"Tangyazi..."

"Yazi..."

"son……"

"Qinger!"

There was a faint voice coming from under her feet.

As if hearing the sound of nature, Yang Ruoqing responded excitedly downward: "Tangyaozi, I'm here, come up quickly!"

Soon, the rattan beside him began to move regularly again. After half a bowl of tea, Luo Fengtang finally reappeared in Yang Ruoqing's sight.

His sound image was a small black dot, slowly climbing up from the white clouds below.

When he finally came to Yang Ruoqing's side, he saw clearly that she was leaning against the rock like a gecko, with a rope tied around her waist.

Luo Fengtang was so shocked that his face turned pale.

"Who told you to come down? You don't want your life!"

He almost shouted, and moved over cautiously, grabbing the vines with one hand, and freeing up the other hand to try to support Yang Ruoqing's waist.

At this moment, the foot he was using to support his body suddenly slipped.

His whole body was hanging on the cliff, dangling back and forth like a swing.

"Tangyazi!"

Yang Ruoqing exclaimed and tentatively stretched out her hand towards him.

Only then did she see clearly that the backs of Luo Fengtang's legs were wet, and the air was filled with a faint smell of blood.

Is his leg injured?

No wonder I missed the mark just now!

"Tangyaozi, quickly, throw the barb from your waist over."

she shouted in his direction.

"Qing'er, don't worry about me, you, you go up first!" His voice came over, distorted by the mountain wind and became a bit ethereal.

His whole body was still swaying there, with one hand firmly grasping the rattan, and the other hand throwing out the iron hook in his hand and hooking it on the protrusion of a nearby rock.

Then, relying only on the strength of his arms, he pressed against the cliff.

He raised his foot and tried to move up the cliff, but the injured leg could not exert any strength at all. He stared blankly again, and even the rope in his hand became loose.

Yang Ruoqing was sweating as she looked at it. Obviously, Luo Fengtang's leg was injured and he couldn't climb up by himself.

She set her target on a nearby rock, where the barb was still stuck.

There is only one way.

Yang Ruoqing gritted her teeth, and while Luo Fengtang shouted one after another, she crawled towards the iron hook inch by inch.

Finally, she retrieved the iron hook.

She stabilized her body with her feet and one hand, freed up one hand and threw the other end of the rope towards Luo Fengtang.

"Tangyaozi, catch it!"

She shouted.

Almost as soon as Luo Fengtang reached out to catch it, she suddenly exerted her strength and pulled Luo Fengtang forward.

The earth and rocks beneath her feet loosened, and the branch she was holding on to made an unbearable sound, as if it was about to burst out of the ground.

Yang Ruoqing couldn't care less and used a rope with an iron hook to wrap around Luo Fengtang's back.

Then tying a knot in front of her body was equivalent to tying Luo Fengtang to her back.

"Qing'er, go up alone, I can think of a way."

Luo Fengtang understood what Yang Ruoqing was going to do next, and the boy's face showed anxiety and panic.

He repeatedly tried to stop her, and was so anxious that he almost burst into tears: "Qing'er, be obedient. You can't carry me, and I will wear you down!"

"A man bleeds but doesn't shed tears. Sister, I hate boys who cry the most. If you dare to cry, I will throw you to feed the eagles!" Yang Ruoqing said loudly.

Grit your teeth, grit your teeth, and take a breath.

The moment the earth and rocks under her feet completely loosened and rolled down, she reached out with both hands and took the rattan and rope in her hands.

Then, like a spiritual ape, he climbed up the steep rock wall with Luo Fengtang on his back, moving up inch by inch...

At first, Luo Fengtang was still trying to stop him, but later he became silent.

The boy couldn't see the girl's face at this moment. What she left to him was a disheveled back that was blown by the mountain wind.

He finally understood that Qing'er is the bravest, most stubborn, and most affectionate girl in the world!

As a man, he is a well-known hunter in Changping Village, and he can travel hundreds of miles to Mianniu Mountain with ease.

He never thought that one day, he would be cared for like this by a girl...

ashamed!

What’s more, it’s shocking and touching!

The skin of Yang Ruoqing's palm was scratched by the rough rattan, blood flowed out, and the pain was burning...

Her head and face were pressed against the hard rock, with streaks of blood scratched from the surrounding thorns...

She remained silent, clenched her teeth, and had only one thought in her mind.

She wanted to climb up, and she had to take Tangyazi with her.

Do not abandon, do not give up!

At first, Luo Fengtang was still trying to dissuade her. He even wanted to take out the blood bird's nest hidden in his arms and give it to Yang Ruoqing.

He didn't want to drag Yang Ruoqing down.

But Yang Ruoqing ignored him at all, gritted her teeth and just climbed up.

Luo Fengtang stopped trying to dissuade him.

Since his legs couldn't be used, he used his own hands to grab the two ropes with her and move up together.

Two ropes are tied around the waists of two people respectively. These are two ropes that maintain their lives.

"Tangyaozi, we are almost there. If we work harder, we can go up!"

Yang Ruoqing shouted excitedly. She was already less than one meter away from the top of the cliff, and she could already smell the fresh mountain breeze on the top of the cliff.

However, at this moment——

"Kacha!"

The rope around her waist suddenly broke, causing her body to plummet.

At the critical moment, Luo Fengtang grabbed her.

"Hoo ho, I'm scaring the baby to death..."

She looked at the abyss beneath her feet and stuck out her tongue.

"Tangyaozi, what are you doing?"

When the word "what" fell out, her waist loosened, and the rope she had tied into a tight knot was actually cut by Luo Fengtang with a knife.

He tried his best and pushed her to the top of the cliff with his backhand.
Chapter completed!