Zhou Xiang saw his move, then turned back to look at the dozen or so people behind him, "Kong Qianchen, can you give those people a push?"
Even if you reach the cave entrance and are hit by the explosion, you will only be injured, not buried alive or killed.
"Okay! You wait for me while you climb."
"Um!"
As Zhou Xiang finished his "hmm," Kong Qianchen had already reached the back of the last person. "Everyone, watch your step. I'll give you a hand."
Soon, the dozen or so people passed Zhou Xiang by twenty or thirty steps. Zhou Xiang looked back at Kong Qianchen, only to find that he had spit out a mouthful of blood. Seeing Zhou Xiang looking back, he raised his sleeve and wiped it, then used his internal energy to drift to Zhou Xiang's side and took Zhou Xiang's hand.
"I'm sorry." Zhou Xiang's tone was full of guilt. She didn't know that Kong Qianchen's body had reached a state where he could no longer exert any strength.
She had heard about what happened to Patriarch Kong before his death, but Kong Qianchen should have had two or three years left to live! Why did something go wrong so early?
"Don't talk." Kong Qianchen pulled Zhou Xiang and raised his hand to push the person in front of him.
After pushing ten times in a row, they saw the light, and Kong Qianchen hugged Zhou Xiang and flew out of the cave.
Zhou Xiang lay on his bloody chest, her face full of grief. She just watched Kong Qianchen push and spit out a mouthful of blood. She pursed her lips and shed tears, not daring to speak, because she knew that Kong Qianchen was gritting his teeth and enduring. Every time he spit out a mouthful of blood, the sound of him gritting his teeth reached her ears. The blood on his collar was flowing from between his teeth. He could no longer open his mouth. If he opened his mouth, he would probably cry out in pain or feel discouraged. He was using his life to help her maintain the credit this time.
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