On the edge of a cliff, the mountain wind howled.

The wind whipped across my face, like a knife cutting through it, sharp and painful.

Luofeng Tang's tall frame slumped, collapsing at the edge of the cliff.

He clutched something tightly in his hand.

This is a pair of small deer leather boots.

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For two days and nights, he chased after them like a madman, finally arriving at this cliff edge.

I found this boot on the cliff edge.

"Qing'er"

"Qing'er"

He murmured, his crimson eyes filled with despair and desolation.

These are Qinger's boots, he recognizes them.

Deer skin is what he hunted on the mountain this winter.

When he was sheltering from the snow in a ruined temple, he held this deer-skin boot in his hand and warmed it for more than half an hour.

The boots were at the edge of the cliff, Qing'er must have fallen to the bottom.

Luo Fengtang stiffened and turned around.

Looking down at the pitch-black abyss, it seemed bottomless, my heart felt cold.

It's my fault that I didn't protect you well.

Don't be afraid, I'm coming to be with you.

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Luo Fengtang slowly stood up and picked up a sword that had fallen not far away.

He put the knife to his own throat.

A flash of blade light, and he suddenly remembered a story she had told him before.

A loving couple, due to some circumstances, the woman felt she couldn't go on living.

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She didn't want to be a burden on him, but she was also afraid that he wouldn't be able to handle the shock of her death.

So, a message was inscribed on a stone tablet at the edge of the cliff.

A woman told a man that she had been to a special place and returned after sixteen years.

The woman, with good intentions, tried to encourage the man to live on using this method.

At the end of the story, the man gave up his thoughts of suicide and waited for sixteen years for the woman.

Sixteen years later, the time of their promise arrived, but the woman did not appear.

The man was utterly hopeless, and from the cliff edge where the woman had fallen years ago, he jumped.

He thought the bottom of the cliff was jagged rocks, but it turned out to be a pool of water.

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Through the pool of water, he came to a secluded valley hidden deep within the precipice.

It turns out that the woman was still alive, but they had wasted sixteen years.

At the time, when she told him this story, she had also asked him.

If this kind of thing happened to the two of them, what would he do? Would he just wait?
At that time, he just laughed and said she was a silly girl.

At that time, it seemed to him absolutely impossible that such a thing could happen to them.

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Because he wanted to accompany her everywhere, staying by her side and protecting her.

I won't let her disappear.

Thinking of this, Luo Fengtang couldn't help but let out a few laughs.

The laughter was tinged with a raspy quality, thick with mockery and derision.

He's laughing at his own arrogance, his own confidence.

"Clang"

The steel blade slipped from his grasp and clattered to the ground. He turned back, facing the precipice again.

Now, the darkest hour before dawn has passed.

In the east, the first rays of dawn peeked through, illuminating the white mist that swirled around the valley like a mystical veil. It felt as if stepping into a fairyland.

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Luo Fengtang grabbed a vine and slowly crawled down the cliff face.

Hey girl, I can give you the answer you want now.

I won't wait foolishly.

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...nor will they steal birth.

I will come find you.

If you are alive, wait for me. The sky is gradually brightening up.

The cliff was very high and steep, Luofeng Tang cautiously went down.

With his skill, he could go down very quickly.

But he deliberately slowed down.

On the cliff face, those branches reaching out.

And there are crevices in the cliff face, places where people could possibly be hiding.

He had to look at it carefully.

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I don't want to miss any details, and I definitely don't want to pass her by.

Opposite the cliff, is a mountain.

On the mountain path, distant came the crisp sound of horses' hooves.

In this morning valley, everything appeared especially clear.

Luo Fengtang followed the sound of hooves with a glance.

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The next instant, he widened his eyes.

He shook his head vigorously, thinking it must have been a dream.

Then I looked again.

The horsemen on the opposite mountain path were coming this way.

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The girl at the front, dressed in a blue gown, with her hair flying wildly in the morning breeze.

A familiar face, it was Qing'er. Behind her, a group of people followed as well.

Ching'er is not dead, Ching'er is not dead! Haha, my Ching'er is really alive. Luo Fengtang was overjoyed and trembled with excitement.

The vines swayed on the sheer cliff face, causing loose stones to rattle and tumble down with a clatter.

Across the cliff.

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Yang Ruqing had just stepped onto this mountain path when she saw the figure hanging halfway down the cliff opposite her.

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Although you can't see his features.

But that familiar back, she could almost be certain it was Luofengtang. “Tang’s kid,”

She tightened her grip on the horse's belly and urged it forward at a faster pace, calling out towards the cliff all the while.

"Hold on, I'm coming to save you."

She shouted, her voice echoing through the valley.

Seeing him hanging on the cliff, she was terrified.

What's going on? Thinking about giving up... The whip lashed against the horse beneath him, and Yang Ruqing arrived at the cliff edge opposite with lightning speed.

He left the group of guards sent by the Qi Xingyun faction far behind.

Before the horse had even come to a stop, she leaped from its back and rushed towards the cliff.

"Tangs, calm down, calm down, I'll pull you up."

She lay half her body over the edge of the cliff, refusing to look down at the sheer drop. Her hands gripped the vine that held her life with all their might.

She, who fear neither heaven nor earth, now had cold sweat in her palm.

Seeing the familiar face of the girl above his head, Luo Fengtang's dead-ash eyes rekindled with light.

All of his strength surged up in an instant.

“Qing’er step aside, I’m coming up right now”

His voice came from the bottom of the cliff, and then the vines swayed violently again.

He gripped the vines tightly with both hands and stood on the rugged cliff face with his feet.

Like a nimble gibbon, it climbed agilely up the cliff.

As soon as he regained his balance, he pulled her into his arms.

Her head was pressed against his chest by his large hands, her face nestled in the warmth of his body.

She felt like she was being suffocated by him.

At his ear, came a thump, thump, thump. That was the sound of his heart beating.

It's so fast, so urgent, like it wants to jump out of my chest.

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"Qing'er, you're still alive, that's so good."

His voice came down from above her head.

Each sound, trembling slightly.

From his voice, she could hear the joy of surviving a terrible ordeal, mixed with an undeniable fear and lingering terror.

She lifted her head from his arms.

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Looking at his gaze, but with blame.

What were you just trying to do?

"You thought I was dead, going to jump off a cliff?"

She questioned him word by word.

His face was unusually serious, even colder than he had ever seen before.

He was taken aback.

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She immediately realized she had been misunderstood.

He also did not explain.

Yes, he was determined to go find her.

But if he searched the whole bottom of the cliff and still couldn't find it, he definitely wouldn't go back up.

So, she wasn't wrong.

Seeing that he didn't say a word, this further confirmed her guess.

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