Boiling

The mechanism had already begun to fall down the cliff. As if sensing Xi Yue's gaze, the village chief in the middle of the array looked at her and smiled kindly at Xi Yue.

The surrounding water was rapid. Xi Yue could not hear what her father had said to her, but she could only come out from her father's mouth. What his father had said to her was, "Go on. Take good care of yourself."

Xia Wei, who had been silent, pulled Xi Yue's wrist. "I'll be fine…"

Before he could finish speaking, the soft silk on Xi Yue's sleeve was flung out. She struggled to throw and wrap it around the stone by the cliff, then left the slowly falling mechanism.

Xi Yue's actions were too fast. Xia Wei could not stop her even if he wanted to.

Fortunately, she was not far from the top of the waterfall. When Xia Wei gradually landed at the bottom of the waterfall, Xi Yue finally climbed to the top of the waterfall.