After Jiao Didi escaped from the outer room, the prince went crazy

Li Miaoyi was stunned, her eyes flickered slightly, looking at the pockmarked face, she slowly asked, "How is Xiaoqi doing now?"

Mazi Lian let out a long sigh, shook his head, and said, "The Seventh Master is now seriously injured, but he is also taking the lead in searching for His Highness, but..." Mazi Lian paused and said, "There is no news about His Highness yet."

Li Miaoyi nodded slightly and said slowly, "Do you know where Xiao Qi is now?"

Pockmarked, he tilted his head and thought for a moment before saying, "We should be searching for traces of His Royal Highness on the edge of the cliff."

Li Miaoyi frowned and said, "Take me to Xiao Qi."

"This..." Pockmarked Face hesitated and said, "But the edge of the cliff is too dangerous after all. If something happens to you, His Highness may not let us go when he comes back." Thinking of the consequences, Pockmarked Face couldn't help but slap. A shudder, you know, Song Yanxing is not someone to be trifled with.

Li Miaoyi shook her head and said, "I will bear all the consequences. You just need to take me there."

"Yes." Pockmarked face, he bowed his hands to Li Miaoyi respectfully.

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At the bottom of the cliff is a steep cliff with rugged rocks and swaying green bamboo leaves.

At the bottom of the cliff, there was a man lying. He was wearing tattered clothes, and his whole body seemed to be stained with mud and blood.

His face was pale, and there was not much breath of life to be seen.

Beside him, a crow was gently pecking at a dead rat.

Not far away, Song Yanxing fell to the ground, with blood pouring out from the wounds on his body, forming a pool of blood. He groaned in pain but couldn't get up. His clothes had been dyed red, and he looked very miserable.

Song Yanxing stretched out his hand tremblingly, trying to wake up Xie Mingcang, but every move Song Yanxing made was filled with tearing pain.

"Hiss—" Song Yanxing took a breath of cold air.

Song Yanxing lay weakly on the ground. He could clearly feel that his vitality was constantly draining away. The knife wounds and the injuries from falling off the cliff were not something he could bear.

Are you really going to die here?

Looking up, the sun shines through the leaves, revealing a ray of morning light, which falls softly on his face like silk, adding a bit of warmth to this lonely and desolate mountain forest.

Song Yanxing's chest rose and fell slightly, and the breath of life seemed to have recovered. There is a spring flowing not far away, and the birds in the mountains and forests are singing tirelessly.

Do not!

Song Yanxing's eyes flashed slightly. He still had a lot of things to do. Li Miaoyi still needed him, Dongling still needed him, and the people of Dongling also needed him. He couldn't die here!

Song Yanxing lay on the ground and crawled towards Xie Mingcang inch by inch. The tearing pain in his body made it difficult for him to move forward every time he moved forward.

After a while, Song Yanxing slowly moved to Xie Mingcang's side. He stretched out his hand tremblingly and explored Xie Mingcang's breath. Fortunately, he was still alive.

Xie Mingcang is the only son of the Xie family. Whether it is because of Xie Shi'an or because the Xie family has wholeheartedly protected the country from generation to generation, he cannot die.

Song Yanxing stretched out his hand. At this time, his breath was completely disordered, but he still struggled to reach out and patted Xie Mingcang's arm.

"Well -" Xie Mingcang snorted and slowly opened his eyes.

Song Yanxing watched Xie Mingcang's eyelashes begin to tremble, and couldn't hold on any longer, so he closed his eyes heavily. What Xie Mingcang saw when he opened his eyes was the steep cliff above.

Xie Mingcang was stunned for a moment, then turned to look next to him. Lying next to him was Song Yanxing, who was covered in blood. His memory was slowly recovering.

He and Song Yanxing jumped off the cliff. The steep cliff was covered with trees, but they were still alive under the buffer of the trees.

Really putting himself on the verge of death, Xie Mingcang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and slowly sat up. Except for some muscle soreness and some scratches from branches on his body, everything else was fine.

However, Xie Mingcang raised his head and took a deep look at the endless cliff top. What should he do?

His eyes flashed, and Xie Mingcang was stunned. He just felt Song Yanxing patting him. It should be okay, but...

Xie Mingcang took a steady look at Song Yanxing's body. There was no good spot on his body at this time. It could be said that blood was flowing out. No, this can't continue.

Xie Mingcang gritted his teeth and took out a wooden box that was almost the same as before. He took out a white pill and fed it into Song Yanxing's mouth.

This pill was given to him by General Xie to save his life. Just one pill can make flowers grow on rotten wood and muscles grow on bones.

Old General Xie said that this pill should never be used until it is absolutely necessary. But now, what is being saved is the future monarch of Dongling. Xie Mingcang believes that if Old General Xie knows that the person he is saving is Song Yanxing, then he will definitely support it. his.

Xie Mingcang stood up tremblingly. The sword was completely damaged and only the hilt remained.

Xie Mingcang's eyes flashed. This sword was forged by a famous master and had been with him for more than ten years, but he didn't expect that it was broken today.

Xie Mingcang tried his best to calm his breathing and walked slowly beside them. They had been sleeping here for an unknown period of time. Xie Mingcang could already feel that his lips were extremely dry. If there was no water, they might not survive for a few days.

It's okay not to eat, but it's absolutely impossible not to drink water.

The trees stand tall in the clouds, and the grass is lush and green.

Xie Mingcang's eyes lit up, the vegetation here was so lush and leafy, it must be not far from the water source.

Walking further, Xie Mingcang saw the clear jade stream not far away. At this time, it reflected the blue sky and white clouds, and he walked straight forward along the green grass.

Xie Mingcang first took a handful of water and took a big sip. After waiting for a while, his body didn't respond at all. Xie Mingcang couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. It would be good if he could drink.

Xie Mingcang took out a water bag from his arms. He couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. When he went out today, he somehow took the water bag by accident, but he just happened to use it at this time.

After filling a water bag with water, he found a wooden stick by the stream, supported his body, and walked towards the place where Song Yanxing lay just now.

Song Yanxing was still in a coma. Xie Mingcang quickly opened the water bag, propped up Song Yanxing's body, and fed him a large amount of water.

After everything was done, Xie Mingcang breathed a sigh of relief. If Song Yanxing fell off the cliff without incident, but something happened because of his mistake, he would have trouble sleeping and eating for the rest of his life.

Xie Mingcang looked up. They were trapped. He couldn't help but frowned, not knowing what to do for a moment.

Can we really go back safely?