"Su Yue, you're not dead! That's great!"
Next up, Jia Weisu was falling.
His arms were wide open, already welcoming Su Yue's rope.
Oh, crap.
You're seriously bungee jumping?
I feel like you're enjoying this.
Su Yue angrily cursed inwardly and hurriedly tossed the rope again.
Close call.
Jia Weisu successfully got back to safety.
"Phew, finally rescued."
Su Yue plopped down onto the ground, having used all his Qi Blood five times in a row, he was completely drained.
But thankfully, everyone was rescued safely.
"Su Yue, your classmate is behind you, hurry up and save him."
Jia Weisu reminded him.
"Su Yue, save me, quickly!"
Sure enough.
Bai Xiaolong, like a fat chicken, flailed his arms wildly, and in the blink of an eye, he fell before Su Yue's eyes.
"I can't believe it, you're here too? Didn't you return to West Martial?"
Su Yue was shocked, his scalp tingling, and he quickly tossed the rope towards the bottom of the tunnel.
