And that fiery red Dijiang, in my eyes, has been declared dead. I pulled out the little dagger that Mouthless Sheep had made for me. He cut it on the stone on the roadside, and then rushed towards the Dijiang River without hesitation. Di Jiang seemed to be aware of the danger at this time, but he seemed unsure. The singing voice was strengthened again. Hearing this tone, it is neat and melodic, majestic, but also hidden in beauty. No matter what, I can't associate it with the bad side. And the famous "Sanskrit Sound for Life" sounds full of evil energy upon hearing it.
But none of this mattered anymore. Seeing that there were still five or six meters left, I was holding the small dagger, gathering my true energy on my arm, leaping forward, and shouted: "Pegasus leaps and slashes." This slash filled me with emotion. Friendship for the locksmith, but pity for Wu Song. As for the Dijiang River, I was directly plunged into it as deep as an arm. Then I raised my arm again and threw it just like the strong man hit me before. Looking at the dead Di Jiang, I was extremely surprised. What has Moon Spirit brought to me, what has changed me, and what are its attributes? I know nothing about these, and I can't grasp its rules.
But the situation was urgent, so I didn't think much about it. I glanced at Prime Minister Yui who was already paralyzed from exhaustion not far away, and hurried to the edge of the cliff, hoping to find the locksmith and Wu Song.
However, the rushing water below the cliff made me gain nothing. I took a deep breath, stood on a rock, and observed the terrain under the cliff for a while. According to fluid mechanics, Locksmith and Wu Song should be stranded at the bend in front. It’s just that there are jagged rocks and intertwined plants everywhere. Plus they were wearing armor and I couldn't see their infrared signature. But I firmly believe they can be found.
After calming down, I couldn't help but laugh at my brainless enthusiasm. How am I going to get down this cliff? Although I have climbed Mount Daxian, it was only with the aid of tools. I'm afraid I will have no choice but to fall off this slippery cliff. And Prime Minister Yui over there also needs to be taken care of. I took another deep breath, then sighed again, packed up the two weapons, and walked towards Prime Minister Yui. Obviously, Prime Minister Yui was panicked. When she saw me coming, she tried to stand up and kept repeating some Fuso words in her lovely voice. I just made a rough guess, plus counting various animations and small movies as bonuses. I barely understood that she was a little broken. She didn’t know why she was so weak that she couldn’t even climb up. The blood stains on my body made her even more frightened. She thought I was seriously injured and dying.
I restrained my emotions and tried to use a combination of Song dialect and Fusang dialect, hoping to communicate normally with Prime Minister Yui. Fortunately, Prime Minister Yui understands some Song Dynasty dialect. Although our communication is not so smooth, we can't talk to each other at all.
So we began to use tree vines and bark to weave ropes. Since I'm not very good at braiding rope, I don't know how to deal with some joints. Prime Minister Yui simply used a short knife to cut her long hair into ear-length hair. Use hair to handle joints. We all know that the longer time passes, the greater the probability that the locksmith and Wu Song will die. Although they may be dead, they still want to see their bodies while they are still alive.
While they were doing it, Prime Minister Yui felt too hot and actually took off his armor. Looking at Prime Minister Yui's clothes soaked with sweat. Her curves are still beautiful. This also reminds me of Teacher Yui when she was young on the computer. A surge of blood surged up. But I soon stopped my random thoughts. The most important thing now was to weave rope to save people. Locksmith and Wu Song must not just disappear like this. You wait for me, I will come to you soon.
