After running for a while, Yang Qiuchi felt safe, so he felt relieved and asked, "Senior Master, why do you want to arrest my two concubines? If you can't discuss anything directly with me? You are Yun'er's master, I will agree to you no matter how difficult it is."

"You don't need to agree." The woman said coldly, "You just need to do it!"

Yang Qiuchi felt a little sad, and he felt something was wrong. Judging from what she said, her request was an order. Without any negotiation, she could only follow the execution. Why are these powerful martial arts people so arrogant?

Is it true that she believes in power like the United States? Fighting American imperialism! Yang Qiuchi shouted in his heart.

Of course, American imperialism can be called to be defeated, but Yang Qiuchi dares not call to be defeated when facing the woman who is as powerful as American imperialism behind him.

After walking for a while, Yang Qiuchi turned his head and asked, "Senior Master, can you tell me your name?"

The woman scolded, "What are you shouting around? No big or small!"

"If you don't say your name, why do I call you? You asked me to call you senior, but you look younger than me and can't be a senior. You are Yun'er's master, so I call you master."

"My surname is Liu, and my name is Liu Ruobing." The woman said, and her words were still so cold.

"Liu Ruobing, a good name; 'The willows are green and green, and I heard the singing on the Lang River. The sun is in the east and rains in the west. It is said that there is no sunshine but there is sunshine.' Good name! Miss Liu's face is like frosty, but she is thinking about doing good for Yun'er, which really corresponds to the saying, 'There is no sunshine but there is sunshine'. Good name!" Yang Qiuchi praised and flattered her hard.

Liu Ruobing was not moved by it, and said in that pleasant but cold voice like a silver bell: "You can call me Senior Liu, and you can't scream anything else."

"Senior? You are so young..." Yang Qiuchi wanted to joke again, but was interrupted by Liu Ruobing: "I will say it again, I can only call me 'Senior'. From now on, you will scream and say something else, and I will put you on the horse's back again!"

Yang Qiuchi quickly shut up and dared not provoke her again. He thought to himself: The surname Liu? He is very gentle. Why is he so savage? It is true that power is the truth. It is true that power comes from the gun.

After walking for more than an hour, the mountains became more and more steep, and huge stone pillars towering into the clouds were one after another. There was no road left to go, and the red horse stepped forward in the grass, as if it knew its goal.

Since he couldn't speak, Yang Qiuchi looked up and looked around at the scenery. The steep and huge stone pillars rose from the ground and were majestic. The stone walls were like swords and axes, which made people sigh at the magical craftsmanship of nature's creations.

If Song Yuner's master hid Qin Zhihui and Song Qing on such a dangerous peak that was rare and steep and difficult to climb, the Jinyiwei would probably not be able to find it.

When Yang Qiuchi thought of seeing Qin Zhihui and the clay doll Song Qing immediately, his blood was rising, and his heart was surging. He couldn't help but shake his head immediately.

Suddenly, Liu Ruobing grabbed Yang Qiuchi's shoulder and tightened his hand. Yang Qiuchi's body was sore and numb, and he couldn't help but scream. He wanted to tell the difference, but he was afraid that Liu Ruobing would torture him on an excuse, so he had to force himself to hold it. Fortunately, after a while, his body returned to normal.

Now Yang Qiuchi didn't dare to move around anymore, and he honestly clamped his horse's neck. He grabbed the horse's hair and looked straight ahead, and he didn't dare to mess around anymore.

In the evening, the maroon horse came to a huge stone pillar and stopped. Liu Ruobing flew away and said coldly: "Come down!"

Yang Qiuchi slipped down from the horse's neck. Standing in the grass at waist high, he looked up at the huge stone pillars. Seeing that the stone pillars were at least twenty or thirty floors high, the cliffs were smooth as if they had been carefully polished by skilled craftsmen, and they could not even see a gap. Only at halfway, there were a few small pine trees that grew tenaciously from the cliff, swinging in the cold wind of early spring.

Liu Ruobing untied a small leather bag hanging on the saddle of the jujube horse, then patted it gently on the back of the horse. The jujube horse trotted away very sensible.

She untied the skin and took out a circle of thin black ropes from it. There was a flying claw tied at the top, which looked very similar to the one used by Song Yuner, but the rope was much longer.

The woman held the flying claw rope and quickly threw it two times, then threw it up. The flying claws rushed up like arrows, just wrapped around the trunk of a small pine tree halfway up the rock pillar.

Yang Qiuchi was amazed at the sight of the distance. He couldn't even throw a half of it at such a long distance, let alone throwing it onto the small pine tree.

Liu Ruobing didn't look back and said to Yang Qiuchi, "I'll go up first, and then pull you up with a rope."

"What are you doing when you go up? I won't go there!" Yang Qiuchi was a little afraid of high ground. He didn't dare to climb up such a high ground.

"If you don't want to see your concubine, you don't have to come up." After a pause, he said, "This place is a hundred miles away and there are wild animals. If you want to starve to death or be eaten by wild animals, you will be allowed to!" After that, he ignored him again, grabbed his flying claws, rose slowly, and in a moment he arrived at the little pine tree.

Yang Qiuchi was a little strange. How could she get up there when she reached half of her waist? The above was also a huge stone wall as smooth as a mirror.

Just as he was confused, Liu Ruobing had untied the rope, took part of the rope below, and then threw it up again, and the flying claws were higher than the top of the stone pillar and fell on the stone pillar. She rose to the top of the stone pillar like a rising black cloud, and disappeared.

After a moment, I heard the cold voice like a silver bell: "Tie the end of the rope to your waist, and I will pull you up!" The words were the sound of nature, and came from the depths of the illusory sky, full of unquestionable majesty. Finally, I added another sentence; "Tie the rope after tied up."

Yang Qiuchi hesitated for a moment. Now he had no choice but to rob the horse and escape. The horse was gone, and this kind of horse must only listen to the owner's words, nor would it listen to himself. Besides, if she really locked Qin Zhihui and Song Qing on it.

Yang Qiuchi stepped forward and tied the rope around his waist, then pulled it a few times on his hands before pulling the rope hard.

Suddenly, Yang Qiuchi's body rose into the air, like a rocket inserted into his butt, and rose up. Yang Qiuchi was so scared that he screamed, turned his head and looked down. He saw that the scenery on the ground quickly became smaller and quickly left him. He screamed again nervously, closed his eyes, and felt that the three souls and seven spirits had already run away for several souls.

Just as his scalp was so nervous that his hair was numb and his hair was on the ground, his body suddenly shouted slow, and then he paused and began to fall again!

"The rope is broken!" A thought flashed through Yang Qiuchi's mind, "I'm going to fall down the stone pillars of these dozens of floors and fall into meat sauce!" The bloody corpses that had been tested in my mind that had died of falling injuries suddenly flashed in front of me, and I couldn't help but scream: "Oh my God!"

My body paused again, and it fell on something, soft.

If such a high stone pillar fell down, it would not have hit the ground so quickly. Could it be that it had fallen on the stone pillar?

It must be so. Thinking of this, Yang Qiuchi was overjoyed. He opened his eyes and saw Liu Ruobing standing a few steps away, looking at him coldly.

Yang Qiuchi felt a little embarrassed, then remembered Qin Zhihui and Song Qing, and shouted, "Zhihui! Clay doll!" Before he could lift the black rope around his waist, he got up and looked around.

I saw a football field on the top of the stone pillar, which was as big as a football field, and was covered with low shrubs and grass with ankle height. In the distance, there was a large stone about one floor high. There was nothing else, and I didn't see my two concubines Zhihui and Song Qing.

Yang Qiuchi ran forward a few steps and shouted loudly: "Zhihui! Clay doll!"

Still no answer, there was only the cold mountain breeze blowing on Foshan Mountains and the whimpering sounds made by the treetops.

Yang Qiuchi's heart suddenly sank. He untied the rope in panic and ran around shouting their names. Liu Ruobing stood there quietly without interfering.

Soon, Yang Qiuchi searched the top of the stone pillar. Not to mention Qin Zhihui and the clay doll, there was not even a mouse. The stone pillar was so high that it was covered with huge stone walls as smooth as a mirror on all sides. The mouse could not get up at all. Even if it could get up, those who had no food would starve to death.

Yang Qiuchi was desperate, ran to Liu Ruobing and shouted, "You are lying! My concubine is not on it at all!"

"I didn't say they were on it," said Liu Ruobing.

"You said, "If you don't want to see your concubine, you don't have to come up." - Isn't that?" Yang Qiuchi said angrily, then woke up and fell into a trap.

Sure enough, Liu Ruobing said coldly: "If you don't come up, you will definitely not be able to see your concubines, but I didn't say they were on it."

Yang Qiuchi was so angry that he was so angry that he said, "You, you, you..." You didn't have anything to do with her for a long time. He sat on the grass, panting heavily.

Liu Ruobing walked to a stone and sat sideways, took off the black turban wrapped around her head, put down her hair, and drifted with the wind. The mountain wind blew from behind, messing up her hair and covering half of her cheeks. The hem of the black veil was blown up by the wind, revealing her white, tender and smooth chin.

Yang Qiuchi sat cross-legged, holding his shoulders with both hands: "After saying that, why are you grabbing me here?"

Liu Ruobing turned his head and stared at Yang Qiuchi coldly: "It's very simple: I'll get your wife Feng Xiaoxue away when I go back, and the media is just marrying Hui Yuner through the door." After a pause, he turned around and looked at the daisy mountains in the distance, and continued: "Otherwise, you will live your life on this cliff!"
Chapter completed!