Chapter 689 (1/2)

And this is the most critical moment.

Accompanied by a cry of ”second master”, he has been hiding in the dark all the time. Bai Yichen, who has been hiding in the dark since Mu Jingyan came out, suddenly made a move.

In the panic of all the people, a figure flashed in front of everyone, almost without any pause. Suddenly, it was like a tiger coming out of the mountain. The fast shadow instantly reached the edge of the cliff, holding Mu Jingyan's feet pulled down by the scorpion.

Bai Yichen had been close to Mu Jingyan, and he had been observing the movements of all the people, especially the poisonous scorpion. As soon as the venomous scorpion had a different color, Bai Yichang came out.

Holding Mu Jingyan's foot, Bai Yichen's own body has also been taken to slide down. Fortunately, he has a dagger on his body. Bai Yichen's bright and attractive glass eyes suddenly breaks out a cold color. He takes out the dagger behind him and stabs it into the mountain wall to stabilize the whole body.

The body of three big and one small four people finally stopped falling.

Mu Jingyan was pulled down by the scorpion. It seemed to think of the consequences. She heard Rong Mo's crazy fear roar in her ears.

However, she was holding Rong Xiaomeng tightly in her arms with one hand at the moment. She couldn't spare an empty hand to counterattack. She could only watch her body sink a little, but she didn't want Bai Yichen to suddenly appear and hold her ankle.

”Whoa, whoa --”

on the edge of the cliff, the cold wind tearing like a blade blows, and the bodies of the three people hang vertically. How can Rong Xiaomeng, who is tightly held by Mu Jingyan, endure such devastation and cry fiercely.

As if to cry to break the gas in general, listen to Mu Jingyan's ears, the bottom of my heart is more distressed, the cold eyes are full of love and gentle mother.

”Xiaomeng, don't cry, mom is here, don't cry, darling!”

Mu Jingyan can only coax Rong Xiaomeng in her arms first. Even if Rong Xiaomeng is only two months old, she still can't understand what Mu Jingyan is talking about. She just looks at Mu Jingyan's tender and loving eyes, and her crying voice is much smaller.

Seeing that Rong Xiaomeng's tears turned into sobs, Mu Jingyan was relieved.

From the bottom of the cliff came the sound of crying like a baby who was breathless. When Mu Jingyan's whole body fell down, rongmo had already rushed up. The beautiful and graceful face of that station was full of fear and horror. With the panic of destroying the heaven and earth, he threw himself at the edge of the cliff and watched the fall. Mu Jingyan, who was finally held by Bai Yichen, was suddenly shocked A sigh of relief, however, on the face of that terrible color is more and more diffuse, yelling at the back.

”What are you waiting for? Get the rope, hurry up!”

Hearing Rong Mo's voice of fear, Yunyi and other talents suddenly recovered from a burst of panic and quickly went to find the rope.

”Mumu, you hold on, I'll rescue you right away. Mumu, you hold on, hold on!”

Looking at Mu Jingyan who was pulled by Bai Yichen's strength, Rong Mo was completely flustered. However, the more flustered the heart was, the more tense his face was. He sipped coldly. His dark eyes were staring at the Mu Jingyan hanging on the cliff, as if the next second the woman would disappear.

”Where is the rope? Bring me the rope!” Rong Mo roared anxiously.

”Little Lord, we didn't bring a rope when we came out. We have been sent to take it!” The eagle's face was also worried.

Hearing the words of the lonely eagle, the fierce color on the ink surface became more and more fierce. He said angrily, ”then take off my clothes, and take off all the coats of people to me to form a rope. What are you waiting for? Take off!”

Rong Mo's voice sounded like a devil, which made people tremble in their hearts. Almost the next second, he did as Rong Mo said, taking off their coats and condensing them into hemp rope.

Oriental war and mu Qingwan are also worried about looking at the following several people, the face is flustered with horror.

”Yan Yan, hold on, hold on!”