No one knew how Meng Laoda tied the rope, and Qiaohe was so anxious that her face turned red, but she didn't show any signs of moving.
Jiang Segu moved his hand, signaling Qiaohe to rest first.
The fact that the rope hasn't been untied after so long means it's not an ordinary knot; we need to find another way!
If only I had something sharp!
Jiang Segu scanned the dilapidated temple and indeed saw something that looked like a broken earthenware pot.
She patted Qiaohe on the shoulder, gesturing for her to look at the broken earthenware pots not far away.
Qiaohe understood and moved closer to the broken pottery jar again.
Having finally obtained the broken pottery jar, Qiaohe tried cutting it back and forth on the rope.
After a while, the rope finally... broke off a small strand!
At this time, red marks appeared on Jiang Segu's wrists. Qiaohe felt sorry for him, but she could only grit her teeth and continue.
As Jiang Segu's hand was finally freed, her wrist was burning with pain, and Qiaohe was also covered in sweat from exhaustion.
Jiang Segu took the broken pottery jar and gestured for Qiaohe to rest and conserve her strength so they could deal with the man at the door together later.
She curled up, her back to the door, and slowly cut the rope on her feet.
The moment the rope snapped, Jiang Segu really wanted to scream!
And reality did just as she wished... making her want to scream out loud!
"Miss!"
"Don't make a sound!"
Jiang Segu complained to Qiaohe, but Qiaohe pointed behind her.
Jiang Segu had a bad feeling. Sure enough, the moment she turned her head, she saw the man at the door standing behind her, holding a gleaming knife...
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