Chapter 1330: The wife wants to be a widow every day (15)

Yan Jun quickly grabbed Fu Yue's shoulders and drew her to his side, avoiding the arrow. Fu Yue was staggered and almost fell. In this position, he was almost half-wrapped in Yan Jun's arms.
Although avoiding that arrow.
But the next moment--
The arrow rain followed, overwhelming the sky, almost nowhere to escape.
Yan Jun's narrow and beautiful eyes were gloomy for a moment, and his thin lips were tightly pressed. He pulled Fu Yue back.
Going all day long, I was pecked by the wild goose today.
A traitor appeared in his people.
Leaked out today's plan.
Yan Jun can't care about anger now. The most urgent thing is to save his life.
Although the Dark Guard could resist for a moment, the incoming men were fierce, and obviously he was determined to kill him.
Yan Jun held Fu Yue's wrist.
A sweet and cold voice gradually sounded: "The probability of breaking out is almost zero, and reinforcements will not come. The only way to do this now is to jump off the cliff. The princess can trust me?"
Fu Yue's expression was also solemn, "How sure is the prince? You know, there is a hundred feet cold pool below."
Yan Jun: "Thirty percent."
Fu Yue: "..."
This is no different from sending to death.
However, there is no other way now. Fu Yue gritted his teeth and held Yan Jun's hand with his backhand. With all face and determination, the two took the opportunity to jump off the bottomless cliff behind them.
In the process of jumping off.
Yan Jun stretched out his arm to hold Fu Yue's waist, and put her in his arms as a kind of shelterer.
"Don't be afraid."
A familiar voice rang in his ears, accompanied by the whirring wind, which made Fu Yue a little dazed.
It is not Fu Yue's temper to sit and wait for death.
Of course she couldn't let herself fall and wait to die.
Fu Yue's speed was very fast. She took out a dagger from her boots, flipped her thumb, and flicked the scabbard at random, then held the dagger in one hand and slammed it down on the next cliff. .
Because the impact is too big.
Fu Yue and Yan Jun still fell down. She never let go of the dagger in her hand. The dagger drew down on the cliff, sparks were flying everywhere. After a while, the two of them could stand firm. Shaped, leaning on a dagger, barely supported on this cliff.
Yan Jun's eyes flashed with surprise.
He obviously didn't expect his wife to be a martial artist, and she didn't seem to be weak.
"Holding the vine over there, we leaned on it and swung to the cave on the opposite side."
Fu Yue ordered immediately.
Yan Jundi declared that it was good. His slender fingers grasped the huge vine next to him. His white fingertips were quickly scratched and scarred, because his skin was too white, so it looked shocking.
Of course, no one cares about this at all now.
It would be nice to be able to save your life.
The two of them tightly grasped the vines on the cliff, and Fu Yue visually inspected the distance between the cave on the opposite side and her side, and estimated the strength needed.
"Hold on to me."
Yan Jun hesitated for a moment, and said, "I can also help..."
However, before he finished speaking, Fu Yue was coldly interrupted, "Shut up, you hold me tight now, don't hold me back."
"..."
A sick seed with a venomous body is not worthy to speak.
Yan Jun silently hugged his wife in his arms.
Fu Yue stretched out her long legs and kicked a certain fulcrum on the cliff fiercely, and with the help of vines, she swung towards the opposite cave, just like swinging on a swing.