Lu Mingfei looked at the waterfall, about eight or nine meters deep.
He dared not imagine, if An An fell from here, would she still have a chance to survive?
Moreover, below was a deep pool, the sound of the river crashing made his ears ache.
Zhuo Anan, where are you?
Lu Mingfei looked at the waterfall, feeling somewhat hopeless, he couldn't help but roar, "Zhuo Anan, where are you, you can't die!"
At this moment, on the edge of the waterfall, Zhuo Anan, whose safety rope was caught by tree branches, slowly opened her eyes.
The river water splashed against her, making her feel a bone-chilling coldness throughout her body.
Her consciousness gradually returned, she fell into the river, catching her off guard.
She struggled desperately, trying to swim out of the river.
However, the current was too fast, and the rope tangled around her.
She struggled all the way, but before she could climb ashore, she was swiftly swept down the waterfall.
