Qian Cangyi raised his head and saw the panicked expression on Ran Ya's face, as well as the white ribbon that was gradually withdrawing from her body.
The next second, Ran Ya's hand, which was grasping the rope, slowly loosened, her eyes gradually closed, and then, head downward, she fell toward the group of corpses below.
As Ran Ya passed by, Qian Cangyi stretched out his hand to grab her, and at the same time, his body was also dragged down a few centimeters by the force of Ran Ya's fall.
"So light?" Qian Cangyi was a bit surprised by Ran Ya's body weight, "If the body becomes lighter after memory withdrawal, then I'm afraid Ran Ya is now on the brink of life and death."
While speaking, he thought of the corpse in the loft, "What is the limit?"
The flying Shi Yiling circled around the rope once, then flew towards Qian Cangyi, all the while calling out "Liang Ping".
