Chapter 92: Cats Cover the Rear
The man in green waited quietly, not urging him to hurry. He simply added softly with a sigh, "He seems... not to have recovered that memory."
Xuanyuan was silent, like an unchanging iceberg.
After a long time, he slowly handed the warm and soft kitten in his arms to the man in green behind him.
The man in green gently took the sleeping cat, carefully checked its condition, and frowned.
He raised his eyes to look at Xuan Yuan, his expression complicated. After a moment of silence, he finally spoke:
"Please... don't appear in front of him for the time being."
After he finished speaking, he said no more, turned around and took a step forward with the cat in his arms. His figure then disappeared like smoke, as if he had never appeared.
Only Xuan Yuan was left there, standing alone at the edge of the huge pit.
The night wind blew up his black robe, making a rustling sound.
He slowly withdrew the hand that still retained Bai Qingchen's body temperature and silently clenched it.
The moonlight stretched his shadow very long, revealing loneliness and desolation.
After Yu Anyang and Bai Qingchen separated at the fork in the road, he carefully moved towards the area where the core personnel were held, relying on the map and the route he had explored in the past few days.
His heart was beating a little fast, but his breathing was deliberately suppressed and became extremely light and slow.
Yaowang Valley's mental method is good at restraining his aura, and with the high-quality concealment talisman provided by Bai Qingchen, he moved quickly along the wall like a silent shadow.
Occasionally, when a patrolling guard passed by, he would sense it in advance and quickly hide in the shadows or an empty cell, avoiding all sight without any danger.
Finally, outside a cell that was obviously more heavily guarded, he saw two familiar figures.
Senior Brother Bai Zhi and Senior Sister Liu Fuling were locked up in a cell. Their clothes were torn and stained with dark blood, their faces were pale and their lips were chapped. It was obvious that they had suffered a lot.
Outside the prison door, two Qingmu Sect disciples in the late Foundation Establishment stage were standing against the wall bored, talking in low voices, not overly alert.
Yu Anyang held his breath and took out a small jade bottle from his arms.
This was something Bai Qingchen had stuffed into his hand before they separated. He said it was a drug that could make people temporarily sleepy. It was colorless, odorless, and easy to spread.
He estimated the wind direction and distance, flicked his fingertips slightly, and a wisp of extremely light, almost invisible smoke escaped from the mouth of the bottle and floated silently towards the two Qingmu disciples.
But within a few breaths, the two disciples' voices gradually became lower, their eyelids began to droop, their bodies swayed, and finally they slid down the wall to the ground, snoring softly.
Yu Anyang immediately appeared, deftly took out the key from the waist of the person guarding them, and opened the cell door.
"Anyang!"
Baizhi and Liu Fuling were surprised and happy, their voices hoarse from thirst.
"Brother, sister, it's okay, let's get out of here first!"
Yu Anyang quickly used the key to unlock the chains on them, and handed them two concealment talismans and two pills to replenish their strength.
"Take it quickly, follow me, and try not to make any noise."
Although Bai Zhi and Liu Fuling's spiritual powers were sealed, their foundation as Jindan cultivators was still there, and their movements were still agile.
They swallowed the pills, activated the concealment talisman, and followed Yu Anyang closely. The three of them avoided the monks on the road, slipped out of the cell, and evacuated quickly along the way they came.
Shortly after they left, the two guards who had been knocked unconscious slowly woke up. After a moment of confusion, they suddenly discovered that the cell where the disciples of Medicine King Valley were originally imprisoned was empty.
The two men were so frightened that they rushed out, tumbling and crawling, screaming: "Oh no! The person ran away! Help quickly!"
The dungeon was instantly in chaos, with shouts, footsteps, and scolding all commingling.
At the same time, Yu Anyang and the other two took advantage of the chaos to rush out of the dungeon entrance and breathe the slightly cool fresh air on the ground again.
Zhu Yan and Hua Bu Ran, who had been waiting outside, immediately made a huge noise in the direction of the dungeon's front yard according to the plan, and flames shot up into the sky.
"The fire is coming!"
"Enemy attack! In the front yard!"
Most of the Qingmu Sect disciples were attracted by the sudden attack and rushed to the front yard screaming.
Yu Anyang seized the opportunity and shouted, "Let's go!"
Taking Baizhi and Liu Fuling with them, they took advantage of the cover of night and chaos and quickly ran towards the pre-arranged evacuation point, a long-abandoned courtyard.
Seeing this, Zhu Yan and Hua Bu Ran immediately broke free from the entanglement and evacuated shortly after him.
The five people arrived at the abandoned courtyard one after another, and they were relieved to see that everyone was fine.
Hua Bu Ran panted rapidly, his eyes quickly scanning the crowd, his expression suddenly changed: "Wait! Where's Mr. Bai? Yu Anyang, didn't Mr. Bai go in with you?"
There was a subtle hint of panic in his voice.
Yu Anyang had lost his usual calmness and easygoing demeanor at this moment. His brows were furrowed and his tone was serious.
"Mr. Bai and I split up at the dungeon's fork in the road. He went to explore another path. When we came out, the dungeon was in chaos, but Mr. Bai was nowhere to be seen."
"What?" Hua Bu Ran was so anxious that she almost jumped up.
"The dungeon is in such a mess, and Mr. Bai hasn't come out yet? Will he..."
He didn't dare to think further and paced back and forth.
"We can't stay here for long. The enemy will find us soon, but... but we can't just abandon Mr. Bai and run away, right?"
Mr. Bai has helped them a lot, and they can't just abandon him.
Zhu Yan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly took a step forward, put his hand on the hilt of the sword, his eyes determined, as if he was about to turn around and rush out to find someone.
"Zhu Yan, don't be impulsive!" Yu Anyang grabbed him.
"There are people searching everywhere outside now. If you go out, not only will you not be able to find Mr. Bai, but you will also get yourself into trouble!" He was anxious, but he had to remain calm.
Baizhi and Liu Fuling leaned against the wall, breathing weakly.
They had been imprisoned for many days without a drop of water and had been tortured. They had just escaped and their physical and spiritual strength had not yet recovered. They could barely stand, let alone save others.
Anxiety and helplessness were written all over their faces.
Just when the five people were extremely anxious and almost unable to hold back and were ready to take the risk to go out and find support, the dilapidated wooden door was gently pushed open a crack.
A figure flashed in nimbly and then quickly closed the door.
It was Bai Qingchen.
I saw that his breathing was a little rapid, his hair was a little messy, there was some dust on the corners of his clothes, and there seemed to be a few minor scratches on his face, but he did not look seriously injured.
"Mr. Bai!"
Bai Qingchen waved his hand to indicate that he was fine.
He quickly scanned the crowd, confirming that Bai Zhi and Liu Fuling had also been rescued, and breathed a sigh of relief. "Hurry, the pursuers are coming soon!"
He didn't have time to explain as gentle spatial fluctuations instantly enveloped the five people in the formation.
With a flash of light, the figures of the five people disappeared from their original place in an instant, leaving only a faint ripple of spiritual power.
The next moment, five people appeared near the camp outside the city.
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