Chapter 1330 Madam Wants to Be a Widow Every Day (15)

Yan Jun quickly grabbed Fu Yue's shoulders and pulled her towards him, dodging the arrow. Fu Yue was pulled so hard that she almost fell down. In her current position, she was almost half-hugged and half-hugged by Yan Jun.

Although he dodged the arrow.

But the next moment——

A rain of arrows followed, overwhelming the sky and leaving almost nowhere to escape.

Yan Jun's narrow and beautiful eyes darkened for a moment, his thin lips pursed tightly, and he pulled Fu Yue back.

I have been hunting geese all day long, and today I was actually pecked in the eye by a goose.

There was a traitor among his people.

He revealed today's plan.

Yan Jun couldn't care less about his rage now. The top priority was of course to save his life.

Although the secret guard could resist for a moment, the attacker was coming with a fierce force, and it was obvious that he was determined to kill him.

Yan Jun held Fu Yue's wrist.

A sweet and cold voice gradually sounded: "The chance of breaking out is almost zero, and reinforcements will not arrive. The only way to go now is to jump off a cliff. Princess, can you trust me?"

Fu Yue's face was also solemn, "How sure is the prince? You know, there is a hundred-foot cold pool underneath."

Yan Jun: "Thirty percent."

Fu Yue: "..."

This is no different from committing suicide.

However, there is no other way now. Fu Yue gritted his teeth, held Yan Jun's hand with his back, and with determination on his face, the two of them jumped off the bottomless cliff behind them.

In the process of jumping.

Yan Jun put his arms around Fu Yue's waist and held her in his arms as a protector.

"Don't be afraid."

A familiar voice sounded in his ears, accompanied by the whistling wind, which made Fu Yue feel a little dazed.

It is not Fu Yue's temperament to sit still and wait for death.

Of course she couldn't just let herself fall to death.

Fu Yue was very fast. She took out a dagger from her boots, lifted it up with her thumb, flicked the sheath casually, then holding the dagger in one hand, she plunged it into the cliff next to her. .

Because the impact is too great.

Fu Yue and Yan Jun still fell down. She never let go of the dagger in her hand. The dagger scratched on the cliff, causing sparks to fly. After scratching for a while, the two of them were able to stabilize themselves. Shape, relying on a dagger, barely supported on the cliff.

Surprise flashed across Yan Jun's eyes.

He obviously didn't expect that his wife was good at martial arts, and she seemed to be quite skilled.

"Hold the vine over there and let's swing to the cave opposite."

Fu Yue ordered immediately.

Yan Jun whispered good, and his slender fingers grasped the huge vine next to him. His white fingertips were soon scratched and scarred, because his skin was too fair, and it looked shocking.

Of course, no one cares about this now.

It would be good if you can save your life.

The two of them clung to the vines on the cliff. Fu Yue visually measured the distance between the cave on the opposite side and her side to estimate the strength required.

"Hold on to me."

Yan Jun hesitated for a moment and then said, "I can also help..."

However, before he could finish his words, he was coldly interrupted by Fu Yue, "Shut up, just hold me tight now and don't hold me back."

"..."

A sick man with a severe poison in his body is not worthy of speaking.

Yan Jun silently hugged his wife tightly in his arms.

Fu Yue stretched out her long legs and kicked a certain fulcrum on the cliff. Then with the help of vines, she swung towards the opposite cave, just like swinging on a swing.