I heard a buzzing sound in my ears, and a dull pain slowly came from behind.

Yu Yao leaned in front of me, shaking my shoulder and said something with an "Ah Ah" sound. That severed tongue was shocking.

After a while, my mind gradually regained clarity.

The entrance of the cliff cave had completely collapsed, and there was no sound in the mountains except for occasionally falling rubble.

It was terribly quiet all around.

At that moment, I noticed that Yu Yao's little face was covered in large patches of blood.

I quickly pulled her in front of me and anxiously checked, "Why is there so much blood? Are you injured? Where did you get hit?"

A hint of inexplicable fierceness flashed in her dark and bright eyes, and she remained silent.

Then, she pushed me aside, pointed down the mountain with her hand, and made a neck-slashing gesture with her other hand.

I stood there dumbfounded, unable to speak for a long time.