Chapter 315
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The black smoke of gasoline burning covered the surrounding fog. The Dragon God believers shouted excitedly at Ma Weiwei tied to the cross. They looked ferocious and fell into a state of madness. The rain elder looked at the black flame indifferently, and his body sent out a biting chill, which vaguely suppressed the cold of the back mountain. The golden lines on the black robe flickered in the fire, just like living creatures.
Yang Ping rushed to the top of the mountain and just saw the two women in the fire. In a hurry, he crossed the black flame, twisted the wooden frame, and fell to the ground with the rope and the two women, but he didn't have time to observe the physical condition of the two women, and his feet shook.
He looked back and saw the true face of elder Yu. In his cloak, Lu Pingyan's mouth was lifted, showing a evil smile and staring at the ground.
With a click in his heart, Yang Ping felt that the top of the mountain vibrated, and then the whole rock broke. The violent sound shook at the top of the mountain, broke through the clouds, making the thick clouds disperse, a round of blood day shrouded in the sky, and a peach forest appeared in front of him. The charming peach blossoms looked so beautiful and dazzling.
The body fell, Yang Ping hugged Ma Weiwei and Wang, disappeared from the top of the mountain and disappeared into the clouds.
"It's you!"
A sigh came from the clouds. The rain grew old and looked cold. He turned and left.
On the top of the mountain, the believers were stunned by the scene in front of them. The imperial concubine who sacrificed to the Dragon God was not burned, but fell into a cliff. They began to panic, and then screamed at the top of their lungs. Some people knelt on the ground and begged the Dragon God for forgiveness. Some people felt as if they had lost their loved ones. Some people shot at the hard rock floor, their nails fell off and their flesh and blood were blurred.
They were guilty, so they roared.
Unfortunately, on the top of the mountain, no one except himself heard this group of crazy believers shouting. The peach forest disappeared into the clouds again. The top of the mountain was covered with the original veil to restore mystery and cold. The whole back mountain looked uneasy, like a giant without a backbone. The strange guests on the clock tower were lifted their veils, revealing their ugly faces and strange anger.
The mountain wind roared and the cold wind cut his face like a knife. Yang Ping hugged the two women tightly and fell. Wang was no longer awe inspiring, just like a kitten thrown into the air. When he fell, he shrank into a ball and leaned in a warm embrace. This was the only place she could rely on, and the only warmth dispelled her inner panic. Ma Weiwei was vaguely conscious and instinctively grabbed Yang Ping's arm. Perhaps she felt Yang Ping's breath and seemed quieter than Wang.
Yang Ping's body kept falling and his speed kept decreasing, but the weight of the three people fell freely in the air, faster and faster. For the first time, Yang Ping felt that people's martial arts were so weak in front of nature. Can a powerful person survive falling from a cliff?
Yang Ping didn't think about the ragged love story between a man and two beauties falling behind the cliff. He was dull in his mind for a moment and looked for branches that could be grabbed by instinct.
Click!
Yang Ping grabbed a cage like branch from the cliff cave, but the branch was too thick to bear the impulse of the three people and broke instantly. Yang Ping sighed in her heart and continued to fall.
Fortunately, no one climbs the back mountain all the year round. The lush mountain trees continue to lend a helping hand. I don't know how many branches have been broken. Yang Ping's palm is bloody. The branches and rocks constantly rub his palm. The blood permeates his sleeves. He bites his teeth and strives for a glimmer of vitality.
Boom!
Below was a branch with a thick head. When Wang saw it, he saw that his body was going to hit it and screamed with fear. Yang Ping was surprised and hurriedly lifted the two women, with their backs down, and smashed them on the branches.
Fortunately, the branch was thick enough. Yang Ping hit it on his back and the two women hit the flesh. The two women were fine, but Yang Ping directly sprayed a mouthful of blood, and the blood foam sprayed on Wang's face. Her expression was dull and her heart trembled at the scene.
Yang Ping hit his back and was heavily dressed by two women in front. The blood was as dazzling as flowers on the cliff.
The king's lips trembled, shook Yang Ping and said, "are you okay?"
Yang Ping bared his teeth and cried in pain, but with one breath, he reluctantly smiled and said, "it's all right. It's a small injury. We're still on the cliff." he glanced at the bottom and said, "there's at least 500 meters left."
Ma Weiwei has fallen into a coma. If Yang Ping hadn't held her tightly with one hand, she would have fallen down. The Lord regained his freedom and moved his hands and feet. He proposed to go down and reduce Yang Ping's burden.
"See, there's a platform below. We can jump down. This branch is not firm and won't last long," Yang Ping said.
Wang nodded and was ready to jump, but when he saw the platform in the clouds, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to move. Her long legs trembled again, bit her lips and looked at Yang Ping pitifully.
Yang Ping asked, "are you afraid?"
Wang sneered and said stubbornly, "of course not. You go down with her first. I'll take my time."
Yang Ping did not doubt that there was him. Holding Ma Weiwei, he jumped and fell directly on the platform. When his feet touched the ground, he bent slightly to cushion the impact caused by the high speed, and then rolled to the side.
Looking up at Wang, Yang Ping shouted, "come down."
Wang Kuxiao looked at the deep clouds and hesitated. He wanted to jump down, but he didn't dare. If you fall, you'll be broken to pieces. With a bitter face, she cried, "wait... I'll brew up my emotions."
Yang Ping nodded and planned to have a good rest. Suddenly, there was a slight crisp sound in his ear. He looked up fiercely and saw a transverse crack in the thick trunk, surrounding the whole trunk. His color changed and said, "jump down quickly, the trunk is about to break."
Wang Qiao, with a white face, shook her head and said in a panic, "I dare not. Yang Ping, help me find a way. It's too high. I'm afraid."
If at ordinary times, the mother Tyrannosaurus Rex showed a frightened expression, Yang Ping would certainly laugh at it, but Yang Ping is just anxious now. The trunk is broken and the king falls down, ten dead and no life.
hissing
In addition to the sound of the trunk breaking, Yang Ping also heard the familiar sound of spitting out letters. When he looked back, his body shook and looked at the front inconceivably. A pair of cold and ruthless eyes appeared at the mouth of the cave, staring at him and Ma Weiwei.
When a pair of eyes climbed out, Yang Ping saw the owner of the eyes and was cold.
Python!
At least seven or eight Python slowly climbed towards the cave. Yang Ping smiled bitterly. He thought it was safe for the time being. Unexpectedly, he fell into a snake's nest. The cliff cave in front of him is obviously the nest of Python. He has seen the horror of Python. One or two are nothing, but now he is seriously injured and Ma Weiwei has to take care of it. Seven or eight Python are fatal enough.
hissing
The head of the python is exposed, ferocious and terrible in the sun. The scales on the head are black and sparkling, and two horns grow faintly. Yang Ping knew that they were about to become sperm and scolded secretly. Who kept the python was not the slow-moving Python in the zoo or African jungle. They were highly toxic and extremely fast. Like the strange snake in the film, they were extremely deadly.
"What's the matter?" Wang didn't get a response from Yang Ping. He panicked and shouted.
"Don't come down yet. I'll deal with something." Yang Ping said in a deep voice. He didn't dare to tell Wang that there was a python, otherwise she would be more afraid. Ma Weiwei hummed and opened her eyes. When she saw the cold eyes in front of her, she screamed and fainted again.
Ow
A boa constrictor pounced, meandering around, opened its big mouth and bit Yang Ping's head.
The smell of fishy wind is terrible.
Yang Ping was cruel and endured the pain. He punched the python on the head. With a jingle, the scale of the python was very strong, like granite. His fist and head shook violently. Yang Ping was strongly shocked and pushed Ma Weiwei to the edge of the cave.
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The black smoke of gasoline burning covered the surrounding fog. The Dragon God believers shouted excitedly at Ma Weiwei tied to the cross. They looked ferocious and fell into a state of madness. The rain elder looked at the black flame indifferently, and his body sent out a biting chill, which vaguely suppressed the cold of the back mountain. The golden lines on the black robe flickered in the fire, just like living creatures.
Yang Ping rushed to the top of the mountain and just saw the two women in the fire. In a hurry, he crossed the black flame, twisted the wooden frame, and fell to the ground with the rope and the two women, but he didn't have time to observe the physical condition of the two women, and his feet shook.
He looked back and saw the true face of elder Yu. In his cloak, Lu Pingyan's mouth was lifted, showing a evil smile and staring at the ground.
With a click in his heart, Yang Ping felt that the top of the mountain vibrated, and then the whole rock broke. The violent sound shook at the top of the mountain, broke through the clouds, making the thick clouds disperse, a round of blood day shrouded in the sky, and a peach forest appeared in front of him. The charming peach blossoms looked so beautiful and dazzling.
The body fell, Yang Ping hugged Ma Weiwei and Wang, disappeared from the top of the mountain and disappeared into the clouds.
"It's you!"
A sigh came from the clouds. The rain grew old and looked cold. He turned and left.
On the top of the mountain, the believers were stunned by the scene in front of them. The imperial concubine who sacrificed to the Dragon God was not burned, but fell into a cliff. They began to panic, and then screamed at the top of their lungs. Some people knelt on the ground and begged the Dragon God for forgiveness. Some people felt as if they had lost their loved ones. Some people shot at the hard rock floor, their nails fell off and their flesh and blood were blurred.
They were guilty, so they roared.
Unfortunately, on the top of the mountain, no one except himself heard this group of crazy believers shouting. The peach forest disappeared into the clouds again. The top of the mountain was covered with the original veil to restore mystery and cold. The whole back mountain looked uneasy, like a giant without a backbone. The strange guests on the clock tower were lifted their veils, revealing their ugly faces and strange anger.
The mountain wind roared and the cold wind cut his face like a knife. Yang Ping hugged the two women tightly and fell. Wang was no longer awe inspiring, just like a kitten thrown into the air. When he fell, he shrank into a ball and leaned in a warm embrace. This was the only place she could rely on, and the only warmth dispelled her inner panic. Ma Weiwei was vaguely conscious and instinctively grabbed Yang Ping's arm. Perhaps she felt Yang Ping's breath and seemed quieter than Wang.
Yang Ping's body kept falling and his speed kept decreasing, but the weight of the three people fell freely in the air, faster and faster. For the first time, Yang Ping felt that people's martial arts were so weak in front of nature. Can a powerful person survive falling from a cliff?
Yang Ping didn't think about the ragged love story between a man and two beauties falling behind the cliff. He was dull in his mind for a moment and looked for branches that could be grabbed by instinct.
Click!
Yang Ping grabbed a cage like branch from the cliff cave, but the branch was too thick to bear the impulse of the three people and broke instantly. Yang Ping sighed in her heart and continued to fall.
Fortunately, no one climbs the back mountain all the year round. The lush mountain trees continue to lend a helping hand. I don't know how many branches have been broken. Yang Ping's palm is bloody. The branches and rocks constantly rub his palm. The blood permeates his sleeves. He bites his teeth and strives for a glimmer of vitality.
Boom!
Below was a branch with a thick head. When Wang saw it, he saw that his body was going to hit it and screamed with fear. Yang Ping was surprised and hurriedly lifted the two women, with their backs down, and smashed them on the branches.
Fortunately, the branch was thick enough. Yang Ping hit it on his back and the two women hit the flesh. The two women were fine, but Yang Ping directly sprayed a mouthful of blood, and the blood foam sprayed on Wang's face. Her expression was dull and her heart trembled at the scene.
Yang Ping hit his back and was heavily dressed by two women in front. The blood was as dazzling as flowers on the cliff.
The king's lips trembled, shook Yang Ping and said, "are you okay?"
Yang Ping bared his teeth and cried in pain, but with one breath, he reluctantly smiled and said, "it's all right. It's a small injury. We're still on the cliff." he glanced at the bottom and said, "there's at least 500 meters left."
Ma Weiwei has fallen into a coma. If Yang Ping hadn't held her tightly with one hand, she would have fallen down. The Lord regained his freedom and moved his hands and feet. He proposed to go down and reduce Yang Ping's burden.
"See, there's a platform below. We can jump down. This branch is not firm and won't last long," Yang Ping said.
Wang nodded and was ready to jump, but when he saw the platform in the clouds, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to move. Her long legs trembled again, bit her lips and looked at Yang Ping pitifully.
Yang Ping asked, "are you afraid?"
Wang sneered and said stubbornly, "of course not. You go down with her first. I'll take my time."
Yang Ping did not doubt that there was him. Holding Ma Weiwei, he jumped and fell directly on the platform. When his feet touched the ground, he bent slightly to cushion the impact caused by the high speed, and then rolled to the side.
Looking up at Wang, Yang Ping shouted, "come down."
Wang Kuxiao looked at the deep clouds and hesitated. He wanted to jump down, but he didn't dare. If you fall, you'll be broken to pieces. With a bitter face, she cried, "wait... I'll brew up my emotions."
Yang Ping nodded and planned to have a good rest. Suddenly, there was a slight crisp sound in his ear. He looked up fiercely and saw a transverse crack in the thick trunk, surrounding the whole trunk. His color changed and said, "jump down quickly, the trunk is about to break."
Wang Qiao, with a white face, shook her head and said in a panic, "I dare not. Yang Ping, help me find a way. It's too high. I'm afraid."
If at ordinary times, the mother Tyrannosaurus Rex showed a frightened expression, Yang Ping would certainly laugh at it, but Yang Ping is just anxious now. The trunk is broken and the king falls down, ten dead and no life.
hissing
In addition to the sound of the trunk breaking, Yang Ping also heard the familiar sound of spitting out letters. When he looked back, his body shook and looked at the front inconceivably. A pair of cold and ruthless eyes appeared at the mouth of the cave, staring at him and Ma Weiwei.
When a pair of eyes climbed out, Yang Ping saw the owner of the eyes and was cold.
Python!
At least seven or eight Python slowly climbed towards the cave. Yang Ping smiled bitterly. He thought it was safe for the time being. Unexpectedly, he fell into a snake's nest. The cliff cave in front of him is obviously the nest of Python. He has seen the horror of Python. One or two are nothing, but now he is seriously injured and Ma Weiwei has to take care of it. Seven or eight Python are fatal enough.
hissing
The head of the python is exposed, ferocious and terrible in the sun. The scales on the head are black and sparkling, and two horns grow faintly. Yang Ping knew that they were about to become sperm and scolded secretly. Who kept the python was not the slow-moving Python in the zoo or African jungle. They were highly toxic and extremely fast. Like the strange snake in the film, they were extremely deadly.
"What's the matter?" Wang didn't get a response from Yang Ping. He panicked and shouted.
"Don't come down yet. I'll deal with something." Yang Ping said in a deep voice. He didn't dare to tell Wang that there was a python, otherwise she would be more afraid. Ma Weiwei hummed and opened her eyes. When she saw the cold eyes in front of her, she screamed and fainted again.
Ow
A boa constrictor pounced, meandering around, opened its big mouth and bit Yang Ping's head.
The smell of fishy wind is terrible.
Yang Ping was cruel and endured the pain. He punched the python on the head. With a jingle, the scale of the python was very strong, like granite. His fist and head shook violently. Yang Ping was strongly shocked and pushed Ma Weiwei to the edge of the cave.
The black smoke of gasoline burning covered the surrounding fog. The Dragon God believers shouted excitedly at Ma Weiwei tied to the cross. They looked ferocious and fell into a state of madness. The rain elder looked at the black flame indifferently, and his body sent out a biting chill, which vaguely suppressed the cold of the back mountain. The golden lines on the black robe flickered in the fire, just like living creatures.Yang Ping rushed to the top of the mountain and just saw the two women in the fire. In a hurry, he crossed the black flame, twisted the wooden frame, and fell to the ground with the rope and the two women, but he didn't have time to observe the physical condition of the two women, and his feet shook.He looked back and saw the true face of elder Yu. In his cloak, Lu Pingyan's mouth was lifted, showing a evil smile and staring at the ground.With a click in his heart, Yang Ping felt that the top of the mountain vibrated, and then the whole rock broke. The violent sound shook at the top of the mountain, broke through the clouds, making the thick clouds disperse, a round of blood day shrouded in the sky, and a peach forest appeared in front of him. The charming peach blossoms looked so beautiful and dazzling.The body fell, Yang Ping hugged Ma Weiwei and Wang, disappeared from the top of the mountain and disappeared into the clouds."It's you!"A sigh came from the clouds. The rain grew old and looked cold. He turned and left.On the top of the mountain, the believers were stunned by the scene in front of them. The imperial concubine who sacrificed to the Dragon God was not burned, but fell into a cliff. They began to panic, and then screamed at the top of their lungs. Some people knelt on the ground and begged the Dragon God for forgiveness. Some people felt as if they had lost their loved ones. Some people shot at the hard rock floor, their nails fell off and their flesh and blood were blurred.They were guilty, so they roared.Unfortunately, on the top of the mountain, no one except himself heard this group of crazy believers shouting. The peach forest disappeared into the clouds again. The top of the mountain was covered with the original veil to restore mystery and cold. The whole back mountain looked uneasy, like a giant without a backbone. The strange guests on the clock tower were lifted their veils, revealing their ugly faces and strange anger.The mountain wind roared and the cold wind cut his face like a knife. Yang Ping hugged the two women tightly and fell. Wang was no longer awe inspiring, just like a kitten thrown into the air. When he fell, he shrank into a ball and leaned in a warm embrace. This was the only place she could rely on, and the only warmth dispelled her inner panic. Ma Weiwei was vaguely conscious and instinctively grabbed Yang Ping's arm. Perhaps she felt Yang Ping's breath and seemed quieter than Wang.Yang Ping's body kept falling and his speed kept decreasing, but the weight of the three people fell freely in the air, faster and faster. For the first time, Yang Ping felt that people's martial arts were so weak in front of nature. Can a powerful person survive falling from a cliff?Yang Ping didn't think about the ragged love story between a man and two beauties falling behind the cliff. He was dull in his mind for a moment and looked for branches that could be grabbed by instinct.Click!Yang Ping grabbed a cage like branch from the cliff cave, but the branch was too thick to bear the impulse of the three people and broke instantly. Yang Ping sighed in her heart and continued to fall.Fortunately, no one climbs the back mountain all the year round. The lush mountain trees continue to lend a helping hand. I don't know how many branches have been broken. Yang Ping's palm is bloody. The branches and rocks constantly rub his palm. The blood permeates his sleeves. He bites his teeth and strives for a glimmer of vitality.Boom!Below was a branch with a thick head. When Wang saw it, he saw that his body was going to hit it and screamed with fear. Yang Ping was surprised and hurriedly lifted the two women, with their backs down, and smashed them on the branches.Fortunately, the branch was thick enough. Yang Ping hit it on his back and the two women hit the flesh. The two women were fine, but Yang Ping directly sprayed a mouthful of blood, and the blood foam sprayed on Wang's face. Her expression was dull and her heart trembled at the scene.Yang Ping hit his back and was heavily dressed by two women in front. The blood was as dazzling as flowers on the cliff.The king's lips trembled, shook Yang Ping and said, "are you okay?"Yang Ping bared his teeth and cried in pain, but with one breath, he reluctantly smiled and said, "it's all right. It's a small injury. We're still on the cliff." he glanced at the bottom and said, "there's at least 500 meters left."Ma Weiwei has fallen into a coma. If Yang Ping hadn't held her tightly with one hand, she would have fallen down. The Lord regained his freedom and moved his hands and feet. He proposed to go down and reduce Yang Ping's burden."See, there's a platform below. We can jump down. This branch is not firm and won't last long," Yang Ping said.Wang nodded and was ready to jump, but when he saw the platform in the clouds, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to move. Her long legs trembled again, bit her lips and looked at Yang Ping pitifully.Yang Ping asked, "are you afraid?"Wang sneered and said stubbornly, "of course not. You go down with her first. I'll take my time."Yang Ping did not doubt that there was him. Holding Ma Weiwei, he jumped and fell directly on the platform. When his feet touched the ground, he bent slightly to cushion the impact caused by the high speed, and then rolled to the side.Looking up at Wang, Yang Ping shouted, "come down."Wang Kuxiao looked at the deep clouds and hesitated. He wanted to jump down, but he didn't dare. If you fall, you'll be broken to pieces. With a bitter face, she cried, "wait... I'll brew up my emotions."Yang Ping nodded and planned to have a good rest. Suddenly, there was a slight crisp sound in his ear. He looked up fiercely and saw a transverse crack in the thick trunk, surrounding the whole trunk. His color changed and said, "jump down quickly, the trunk is about to break."Wang Qiao, with a white face, shook her head and said in a panic, "I dare not. Yang Ping, help me find a way. It's too high. I'm afraid."If at ordinary times, the mother Tyrannosaurus Rex showed a frightened expression, Yang Ping would certainly laugh at it, but Yang Ping is just anxious now. The trunk is broken and the king falls down, ten dead and no life.hissing In addition to the sound of the trunk breaking, Yang Ping also heard the familiar sound of spitting out letters. When he looked back, his body shook and looked at the front inconceivably. A pair of cold and ruthless eyes appeared at the mouth of the cave, staring at him and Ma Weiwei.When a pair of eyes climbed out, Yang Ping saw the owner of the eyes and was cold.Python!At least seven or eight Python slowly climbed towards the cave. Yang Ping smiled bitterly. He thought it was safe for the time being. Unexpectedly, he fell into a snake's nest. The cliff cave in front of him is obviously the nest of Python. He has seen the horror of Python. One or two are nothing, but now he is seriously injured and Ma Weiwei has to take care of it. Seven or eight Python are fatal enough.hissing The head of the python is exposed, ferocious and terrible in the sun. The scales on the head are black and sparkling, and two horns grow faintly. Yang Ping knew that they were about to become sperm and scolded secretly. Who kept the python was not the slow-moving Python in the zoo or African jungle. They were highly toxic and extremely fast. Like the strange snake in the film, they were extremely deadly."What's the matter?" Wang didn't get a response from Yang Ping. He panicked and shouted."Don't come down yet. I'll deal with something." Yang Ping said in a deep voice. He didn't dare to tell Wang that there was a python, otherwise she would be more afraid. Ma Weiwei hummed and opened her eyes. When she saw the cold eyes in front of her, she screamed and fainted again.OwA boa constrictor pounced, meandering around, opened its big mouth and bit Yang Ping's head.The smell of fishy wind is terrible.Yang Ping was cruel and endured the pain. He punched the python on the head. With a jingle, the scale of the python was very strong, like granite. His fist and head shook violently. Yang Ping was strongly shocked and pushed Ma Weiwei to the edge of the cave.
