C20 (1/2)

When Zhao Fan fell down the cliff, his eyes were still filled with disbelief. After escaping from the Dijing, he had escaped most of the land, and did not die under the assassin's sword, falling into the trap of scheming, and winning with everything he had, only falling into the hands of this woman who had not made a sound along the way.

”When is the next day?”

Wen Jiu stood on top of the cliff and retracted his hand that he had stretched out to push her. His long hair was blown about by the wind and his entire body was covered in blood, making him look like a female ghost.

”This woman is crazy!”

The group of men in black was on the verge of jumping up and down. ”You guys, follow me down to search. This woman is so ruthless that she killed everyone here!”

With the rain blurring his vision, Wen Jiu sat on the edge of the cliff. He knew that it would be better to save some energy than to run away, so he raised his hand and looked at the sword that was piercing his throat, vaguely thinking: Am I going to die again?

In this world, wanting to live was truly difficult.

Thinking about it this way, he should die again if he was to lose two lives because of Zhao Fan.

Now that she thought about it, Xie Family … It was a good place.

”Wen Jiu!”

The youth's voice was deep as he directly used his scabbard to pry open the sword that was stabbing towards her. He swept behind him and pierced through the two black-clothed men.

Blood splashed onto Wen Jiu's face. She looked at Xie Heng somewhat numbly, but her body was still trembling uncontrollably.

”Don't be afraid.”

Xie Heng reached out and pulled Wen Jiu who was sitting in the mud, then lifted his sleeves to wipe the rain off her face. His voice was so quiet that it seemed to be afraid of scaring her: ”I'm here.”

The water droplets on Wen Jiu's face dripped to his chin and slowly fell. It was hard to tell if it was tears or rain.

Her vision was blurred, and she could not see Xie Heng's face clearly.

In his previous life, he had never felt tears flowing down his face before because he had seen a person and heard a single sentence from him.

Xie Heng's sleeves were already drenched, he had no choice but to wipe her tears.

”What are you crying for? You were so generous when you pushed him down earlier. Those sabre wielding men were all scared silly by you.”

In this day and age, high ranking officials and those sitting in the high school were powerless. They did not think it was shameful, but they thought it was an honor. The lady was even more respectful to the door and did not step out, like Wen Jiu who wordlessly took the life of the bandit leader, her face and hands did not tremble, and even Xie Heng was surprised.

As for this young lady, she was only strong for a short period of time and cried the moment she saw him.

Xie Heng, who had killed two people with a single strike earlier, was also at a loss as to what to do with this girl. He helplessly said: ”My eyes were originally big. That's not good, little Jiu. ”

Wen Jiu ruthlessly wiped his face with his sleeve, thinking: This Xie Heng guy really doesn't know how to tell jokes.

”Can you still get up?”

The young man reached out his long and white hands, but Wen Jiu did not act pretentiously, taking the opportunity to stand up, but the ankle was too swollen, causing her to be unable to stand steadily, and her entire body leaned on Xie Heng's body.

Her clothes had long since become wet from the rain and stuck to her skin. The youth's body temperature was too warm, and her body was also gradually getting warmer.