Chapter 1089 (1/2)

Divided into Shenshan mountain, the mountain is high.

Taking a breath, Ryukyu shakes the silk of the quilt and takes it back.

The grip angle is still good, not broken, not soft.

It seems that the thickness of the rock just now is not enough. What she grabbed fell off the cliff. That's why it slipped.

Cold to see the status of the sky silk, Ryukyu hand wave, the sky silk fly out again, toward the mountain wall.

The left hand holds the silk tightly, the right hand inserts the dagger, and moves everything on the edge.

Ryukyu climbed up the mountain wall again.

On the dark mountain wall, where Ryukyu climbed, a little red bloomed.

It's the flesh and blood flowing out of the skin that has been cut down.

However, it is obvious that Ryukyu paid no attention at all.

Watching Ryukyu climb up again, Ouyang Yufei bites his teeth.

The cold wind blew on my back, and I was cold and overcast.