"No, no, no, sister, please pull me up. I'm afraid of being this high. I'm afraid of heights!" Jiang Guangrong felt very uncomfortable after hearing Miyamoto Keiko's words.

Sure enough, Miyamoto Keiko stepped on Jiang Guangrong's fingers, and Jiang Guangrong finally let go of the branch, painfully falling directly to the ground.

"Sorry, I didn't know you were afraid of heights, but you're not afraid of heights," Miyamoto Shigeru said in an extremely exaggerated tone.

Jiang Guangrong lay on the ground, feeling his legs weak and his head dizzy, as if there were countless stars around him.

When the cats saw Jiang Guangrong fall to the ground, they roared. A dozen wild cats surrounded Miyamoto Keiko, while the others began to slowly approach Jiang Guangrong under the tree.

Miyamoto said, flustered and angrily: "Hey, are you dead? If we don't act, both of us will die!"

Jiang Guangrong suddenly woke up, took out his gun, aimed at the black cat, and decisively pulled the trigger.

There was no imagined shot, only a clear mechanical sound.

Jiang Guangrong looked up at Miyamoto Shigeru.

Miyamoto awkwardly scratched the trigger, which quickly hit the black cat three or four meters away.

The black cat stared at Jiang Guangrong with green eyes, as if asking if he could come on time.

Miyamoto Keiko felt dizzy when she saw this scene. She sighed and was about to pass out.

The black cat seemed to think that Jiang Guangrong's strength couldn't hurt him at all. Unexpectedly, it took a few steps towards Jiang Guangrong. A large number of cat troops also approached Jiang Guangrong by three meters. The wild cats all lowered their heads, unable to stop hissing.

Jiang Guangrong hurriedly retreated a few steps. Suddenly, he thought of something, turned around, and found that the fire was right behind him!

Jiang Guangrong was overjoyed. God won't kill me!

Jiang Guangrong gritted his teeth against the pain in his leg, rolled a few times on the ground, and rolled to the side of the fire.

While Jiang was rolling, the cats quickly gathered around. Jiang decisively grabbed the only burning piece of wood from the fire. He sat on the ground, back to the fire burning into red charcoal. His right hand tightly gripped the burning wood, pointing it at the cats.

Jiang Guangrong swung the fire stick to his side, with himself as the center, shouting arrogantly: "Come on, come on, aren't you fierce? Come on, bite me!"

The cats seemed frightened by the fire on the stick; they all roared outside but didn't dare to attack.

Jiang Guangrong saw that his method was working. He picked up some dry grass and leaves he had collected earlier and casually threw them into the fire. At the same time, he used them as fire sticks. The cats couldn't help but retreat a step. At this time, the wild cat on the tree surrounding Miyamoto Keiko jumped down at night to join the large army besieging Jiang Guangrong. The cats retreated a few steps, but after a squeal from the black cat, they no longer retreated; instead, the black cat seemed eager to attack again.

Jiang Guangrong constantly used the fire stick to scare the cats, and both sides fell into a stalemate.

Jiang Guangrong glanced at the dry grass and leaves behind him, happily saying: "Hey, when those things catch fire, I won't be afraid of these silly cats. This fire stick can last for a minute or two?"

Miyamoto looked at the fireball in Jiang Guangrong's hand and nodded happily. They seemed saved.

"Shout."

Then, a gust of wind blew through the forest. The fire stick in Jiang Guangrong's hand was extinguished by the wind.

Jiang Guangrong and Miyamoto Keiko both stared at the extinguished fire stick.

Jiang Guangrong's mouth twisted sharply: "It seems like there's an accident here... Brother Cat, can you give me another chance? Do I have to burn that pretty girl? This is a fire made of wood!"

Miyamoto couldn't help but cover her eyes in despair, as if she didn't dare to see what would happen next.

The Cat Team wouldn't give Jiang Guangrong another chance. They roared and lunged forward.

Jiang Guangrong angrily said: "Damn it, I told you to give me another chance, and you refuse to listen, right."

Jiang Guangrong grabbed the extinguished fire stick and threw it at the black cat.

The black cat lightly twisted its body, easily dodging the fire stick thrown by Jiang Guangrong.

The fire stick landed more than ten centimeters behind the black cat.

"Crack."

After the fire stick fell to the ground, it splashed many sparks. Many sparks flew directly towards the black cat closest to the fire stick. Perhaps the black cat's fur was too dry; it caught fire directly.

"Meow meow."

The black cat let out a wail and quickly dashed into the jungle.

The rest looked at each other. The black cat ran away. The remaining cats hesitated whether to continue the attack or retreat.

Jiang Guangrong placed both hands on the ground, looked at the moon in the night sky, "Ah!"

This time, Jiang Guangrong's wolf howl theory vividly portrayed the cats. Some of them had already started to retreat.

At this moment, the dry grass and leaves suddenly caught fire, and the bright flame directly struck the cats.

The sudden fire apparently frightened the cats. They hesitated no more. After the leader fled, they turned their heads and roared, escaping into the depths of the forest.

Seeing the cats flee, Jiang Guangrong could no longer hold on and directly fainted on the ground.

"Listen, Jiang Guangrong! I'll give you one last chance! I'll have a wedding with someone else in a week. I'm giving you a week. If you come to my house this week and want to take me away, no matter the situation, no matter who stops us, even if the world ends, I'll go with you!"

"Jiang Guangrong, I hate you! I'll always hate you!"

"Jiang Guangrong, listen, from today on, I only hate you. I was blind, I fell in love with you!"

"Yanyan, I'm sorry.

"Hey, are you dead? Before you die, open your eyes!"

In his coma, Jiang Guangrong seemed to hear Miyamoto's cold voice.

Jiang Guangrong suddenly opened his eyes, and what he saw was Miyamoto Keiko's cold face.

Jiang Guangrong awkwardly smiled but said nothing. He quietly turned his head to the other direction, wiping his eyes with his hand.

Miyamoto Keiko sat on the ground, gently wiping the Dongyang Long Sword with her sleeve. She said emotionlessly, "I saw my hidden stuff."

Jiang Guangrong sat up from the ground, looking at Miyamoto: "The smoke from the fire already stung my eyes, isn't it normal for me to have tears?"

Miyamoto turned her head, glanced at the pile of ashes from the fire, looked at Jiang Guangrong with a smile, and softly said: "Yes, the smoke was too thick, I almost cried."

Jiang Guangrong fell silent.

Miyamoto sighed: "Do you love her very much?"

Jiang Guangrong nodded, then shook his head: "What's the use of saying this?"

"What's her name?"

"Sun."

"Why did you do it?"

Jiang Guangrong stared at Miyamoto Keiko again, saying: "When did you say that? I have to tell you, knowing something isn't good for you..."

Miyamoto Keiko didn't ask but waved her Dongyang Sword in the air: "Oh?"

Jiang Guangrong swallowed: "Whether you know it or not doesn't matter..."

Miyamoto silently looked at Jiang Guangrong, saying nothing.

Facing Miyamoto Keiko's strong curiosity, Jiang Guangrong felt momentarily powerless. He couldn't fight, couldn't say much, what else could he do?

Jiang Guangrong helplessly sighed: "I regret her love. She loved me very much, but I didn't dare to take her away from home. Haha, Miss Miyamoto, do you think I'm the most useless and cowardly person in the world?"

"Hmm." Miyamoto Shigeru honestly nodded.

Jiang Guangrong looked at Miyamoto Keiko again: "Hey, I say sister, can't you comfort me?"

"Oh..." Miyamoto Keiko stopped nodding, turned her head, and shook it.

Faced with Miyamoto Shigeru's perfunctory answer, Jiang Guangrong was even more at a loss. "Oh, forget it, I don't expect you to understand these things. Someone as cold-blooded and heartless as you probably won't ever understand them in your life..."

Miyamoto's eyebrows slightly furrowed. Although Jiang Guangrong's words made Miyamoto feel uncomfortable, she couldn't find a reason to refute, and sighed: "Sigh, doesn't every girl want to meet their Prince Charming in their heart?"