Cui Lu seemed to have more courage than she did. Seeing people coming up from the foot of the mountain, she hurriedly pulled Xiang Yun and ran in the opposite direction. Xiang Yun was also terrified and ran blindly, feeling the wind whooshing by her ears, but not knowing where she was running to.
"Stop, if you run, we will shoot arrows!" A man in black with a masked face shouted from behind, and whoosh, a sharp arrow was shot.
"Whoosh——"
The arrow flew past Xiang Yun's head and embedded itself in a large tree in front of her, scaring her into stumbling. Her feet slipped, and she fell hard to the ground.
The mountain path was steep, and with this fall, Xiang Yun started to tumble and roll down towards the bottom, quickly approaching the edge of a precipice.
"Miss——"
Cui Lu screamed in terror, completely breaking down. If the Miss were to fall off the cliff, she wouldn't want to live either.
