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Although it was night and he couldn't see the road ahead clearly, he was extremely familiar with every place in the mountain. He tightly held onto Xiao Lan's hand and ran forward, running out of the palms of these demons, away from the endless blood and the narrow path that fate had left for him.

Liu Feng and the others pursued relentlessly. This was their last chance to obtain the secret manual. These vicious hungry tigers that were eyeing them covetously would not let go this chance to obtain a piece of meat.

He only saw a lot of fire dragons rampaging through the forest, heading towards a very deep area. The place that looked especially dark and gloomy was the cliff face. Yan Wenqing and Qing`er panted heavily as they ran over, while the fire dragons surrounded them behind them.

When Yan Wenqing and Xiao Lan ran to the edge of the cliff, they immediately stopped their steps. Yan Wenqing looked at Xiao Lan with his pale eyes. In the darkness, he could vaguely see the sadness in Yan Wenqing's eyes. He slowly walked to a rock wall and brushed away the ivy hanging on the wall. He used his hand to feel the words on the wall, "Reflect Crossing Cliffs".

He had personally killed his beloved disciple. He felt guilty towards this world, deeply guilty towards himself, and jumped down to repent for his own mistakes. And the current Yan Wenqing, he abandoned his master and abandoned his grandmother. He felt endless guilt in his heart. Xiao Lan was suffering with him, and now his life was at stake. He had no choice. These cruel demons had forced him into a corner.

Xiao Lan stood there and watched Yan Wenqing's every move. That's right, no matter what situation she encountered, the person in front of her was her biggest hope. His every move would always affect her heart. She liked to look at this man silently, to see his happiness and his sadness.

At this time, Liu Feng and the rest had caught up to the edge of the cliff.

"Brat, if you want to live, then hand over the secret manual. Otherwise, this blind big blade in my hand will cause you, this pair of lovebirds, to die without a burial ground." Huang Yi, who had caught up to him, held his saber as he spoke, his tone was extremely crafty and vicious.

He slowly walked to Xiao Lan's side and placed her hand in his own. Xiao Lan slowly raised her head and looked at Yan Wenqing, feeling that the man in front of her was incredibly imposing, with his weak shoulders, he could bear the weight of everything.

She stood before him willingly, very close. He was unwilling to abandon his grandmother, and he respected his master. He was unwilling to leave that room which gave him so much hope and the figure of his sister, who would occasionally smile and comfort him in every corner of the room.

He didn't want to leave. Those beautiful butterflies were dancing in the night, and they were so beautiful that it was hard for people to bear to part with them. It seemed that every silk thread could see a beautiful girl dancing and smiling on it.

Now the room he had always guarded had been reduced to ashes. It had burned everything he had, burned his hopes, burned his hopes, burned his hopes for this cruel world.

Their hands were tightly clasped together: "Brother Wen Qing." Then she turned her head and looked at the deep cliff beside her. "Brother Wen Qing, as long as I'm with you, I'm not afraid of anything." He pursed his lips.

"Xiao Lan." Yan Wenqing's eyes seemed so confident.

The deep cliffs were like the open mouth of a beast, roaring and growling. It devoured the bodies of the two young ones. All the darkness of the night seemed to flood into the bottomless bottom of the cliff like a surging tide. The endless darkness buried two figures, two souls that were reluctant to give up.

When the two of them jumped off the cliff, Liu Feng tried to reach out to grab them, but it was too late for such a distance. And Yan Wenqing jumping off the cliff meant that < Deadly Butterfly > had truly disappeared from this world. The cliff was so deep that one could not see the bottom. The cliff was broken and the walls were broken. Liu Feng and the rest could only sigh towards the cliff. Their look of anticipation had been wasted, and Liu Feng was gnashing her teeth as if she had lost a part of her body.