Chapter 89 Burn It All to Ashes, Leaving No One Alive

At this critical moment of life and death, Song Peiwan showed the decisiveness that an ordinary woman should have. She temporarily put aside the reserve of a woman, took a deep breath, then stepped forward and hugged Zhao Ya's waist.

When the maid named Xiao Man saw this, she blushed and obeyed.

After the two of them hugged each other tightly, Zhao Ya wrapped the coat he took off several times and used it as a rope to tie the three of them up. Then he bit the meteorite knife in his mouth and stood at the edge of the valley and looked down.

There were clouds and mist below, but with Zhao Ya's eyesight, he could still vaguely see the huge tree crowns at the bottom of the valley.

He roughly estimated that it was at least a hundred meters deep.

At this distance, let alone two people, even if it was only Zhao Ya himself, he would definitely die if he jumped down like this.

Fortunately, Zhao Ya was prepared. There were many vines growing on the edge of the valley. Zhao Ya put on his deerskin gloves and picked out the thickest and toughest vine. He pulled it first and felt it was strong enough before he said in a deep voice. .

"Hold tight, close your eyes if you're scared!"

After saying that, Zhao Ya grabbed the vine and jumped down.

There was a whistling wind in his ears, and Xiao Man was so scared that he closed his eyes tightly.

Song Peiwan was much calmer. Although she was still pale with fright, she still tried her best to keep her eyes open.

She saw Zhao Ya grabbing a vine with both hands and sliding down quickly with the two of her.

From time to time, Zhao Ya would tap the cliff with his foot to slow down.

In the blink of an eye, they slid down more than ten feet.

Looking at Zhao Ya's concentrated expression, Song Peiwan's face suddenly turned red for no reason.

Just now in the valley, she really thought that Zhao Ya felt that there was no life left and was planning to do something evil to her.

This idea makes her feel very embarrassed now.

How could I think that way?

Just when Song Peiwan was thinking wildly, a noise suddenly came from the valley, and someone shouted.

"This is it, they went down from here!"

"Quick, cut off all the vines and throw them to death!"

Hearing this, Song Peiwan's expression changed greatly, knowing that the thieves from Qingzhuling had arrived.

At the same time, the surrounding vines began to fall down, and it was obvious that someone above was cutting the vine roots.

If their vine is cut off, what awaits them will surely fall to the bottom of the valley and become a pulp.

But it was better to die like this than to be humiliated in the hands of those thieves. It was just a pity for this heroic young man.

If I wasn't dragging him down, he should be able to escape alone.

This thought suddenly popped into Song Peiwan's mind, and she felt deeply regretful and guilty.

But at this moment, Zhao Ya suddenly said in a deep voice: "Hold tight!"

Hearing this, Song Peiwan subconsciously hugged Zhao Ya tightly, and even pressed her face against Zhao Ya's chest.

At the same time, Zhao Ya kicked the cliff violently, using his Qinggong movement to the extreme, and flew out sideways.

As soon as he let go of his front foot, the vine on his back foot fell down.

At this time, they had slid down more than twenty feet, but they were still twenty or thirty meters away from the bottom of the valley.

And when Zhao Ya flew sideways like this, Song Peiwan could even clearly see the huge tree crowns flying beneath her.

These trees growing at the bottom of the valley are all trying their best to grow upward in order to compete for sunlight, so each of them grows extremely tall.

From Song Peiwan's perspective, these tree crowns looked like huge blankets.

At this time, the strength of the kick that Zhao Ya borrowed from the cliff was exhausted, and his figure inevitably fell.

Click, click, click!

Countless branches were broken, but they also provided Zhao Ya with buffering power.

Not only that, Zhao Ya also saw the right opportunity, took the meteorite knife from his mouth, and inserted it into the trunk of a big tree.

After the meteorite knife was inserted, it was carried down for a while, cutting a long hole in the tree trunk.

White sap flows out, as if the tree is injured.

But no matter what, Zhao Ya and the others were saved.

After landing on the ground, Song Peiwan and Xiao Man let go of their hands and looked at each other. They found that there were no injuries except for a few scratches on the skin from branches and leaves. They couldn't help but feel lucky to survive the disaster.

Zhao Ya was not injured, but felt a little weak.

After all, landing safely from this 100-meter cliff requires more than just luck and courage.

If Zhao Ya hadn't broken through to the third level, and also practiced the two major Qinggong movements to the level of proficiency, he wouldn't have dared to try this.

Zhao Ya took out a piece of dried meat from his bag and threw it into his mouth. The two talents of Shui Gu Jingwei and Feng Xin Hua Chi were immediately activated. His exhausted physical strength quickly recovered. Then he said: "Let's go, the people from Qingzhuling should be here soon." I will come down to check, and it will be too late if I don’t leave!”

After this incident, Song Peiwan already obeyed Zhao Ya's words and agreed immediately after hearing the words.

But where should we go in such vast mountains and forests?

Song Peiwan was worried when she saw Zhao Ya take out a compass from his bag like a magic trick, looked around and then pointed.

"Go this way!"

The Great Buddha Temple is located in the west and north of Wuxiang City.

Now that Zhao Ya and Song Peiwan, the master and servant, are in the back hill of the Great Buddha Temple, they naturally have to go east if they want to return to Wuxiang City.

In fact, according to Zhao Ya's past habits, he should go west now, do the opposite, and then make a big circle back to Wuxiang City.

Although the journey is much longer, it is safer.

But this time Zhao Ya didn't do that.

He knew that the people of Qingzhuling would never give up and would definitely chase him in the forest.

And what Zhao Ya had to do was to take this opportunity to give this group of people a hard time, which could be regarded as collecting some interest for the last time.

The reason why Zhao Ya dared to do this was first because his strength had made great progress, and secondly, this forest was his home ground.

Of course, the most important thing was that in this deep forest, the Taoist who was good at fire attack did not dare to set fire.

After all, setting fire in this vast forest was no different from suicide.

With these bonuses, Zhao Ya naturally had confidence.

At this moment, the time was slightly turned back a few minutes. When the fire in the Big Buddha Temple slowed down, Ma Ling and Huo Tianxiao led the people of Qingzhuling into the Big Buddha Temple.

Along the way, there were monks who were burned to death everywhere, and those who occasionally escaped by chance were killed by the people of Qingzhuling.

This is the style of Qingzhuling. Everything is done to the extreme. No matter whether they resist or not, they will eventually kill everyone.

Unfortunately, this temple, which has been passed down for nearly a hundred years, was eventually burned down.

When Ma Ling, Huo Tianxiao and others came to the front and back of the valley, they found no trace of Song Peiwan and others.

They immediately understood that Song Peiwan and others went down the valley along the vines.

So they immediately cut off the vines and planned to throw them to death.

At the same time, Ma Ling looked at the iron armor left on the ground, thinking.

This thing is definitely not Song Peiwan's, it is very likely left by the guard.

But Ma Ling always felt a little familiar when looking at this thing.