Who Is Shan Rou?

Held in Song Qingshu's arms as they fled, Huang Rong could clearly feel that his breathing was somewhat ragged, nothing like his usual ease and composure. Worried, she asked, "You... what's wrong?"

Song Qingshu gave a wry smile. "I showed off too hard. My inner energy is nearly exhausted now."

"Ah?" Huang Rong cried out, but she soon noticed that there was little gravity on his face. Curious, she asked, "You're in this state, so why aren't you worried at all?"

"Why should I be worried?" Song Qingshu smiled casually. "I may not be able to beat them right now, but that doesn't mean they can catch me."

"If you were alone, of course they couldn't catch you. But with me along, that may not be the case." Huang Rong sighed.

"Rong'er, you don't need to test me. How could I abandon you and flee for my life alone?" Song Qingshu answered solemnly.

Huang Rong spat. "Who was testing you? Of course I know you wouldn't abandon me. How could you bear to... bear to let Wanyan Liang capture me?" Her voice had become nearly inaudible by the end.

"Of course I couldn't bear it." Song Qingshu laughed heartily.

Huang Rong's face reddened, and she quickly turned her face away. Yet her hands still instinctively hooked around his neck to lessen his burden.

After an unknown amount of time, Huang Rong could still see Ouyang Feng and the others trailing far behind them. They had not been shaken off; instead, the distance between them was steadily shrinking. Just as anxiety filled her heart, she suddenly noticed Song Qingshu come to a stop. She hurriedly turned her head to look, only to be frightened out of her wits. They were standing at the edge of a cliff, and as far as