The two spoke at the sa ti, but when both looked toward the entrance of the dark prison, they found the door was open, but there was no one at the entrance.
Seeing this, the vigilance in their eyes grew more intense.
Gu Zhiqi and Jin Cenglv didn’t show themselves imdiately.
Gu Zhiqi turned around and closed the door to the dark prison, while Jin Cenglv stood motionless, eyes fixed on the direction of the two conscious individuals.
The two conscious individuals were nad Jin Ling and Zhong Li.
The one maintaining a ditative posture was Jin Ling, wearing a ragged, blood-stained shirt. His lips were pale, and a trace of blood stained the corner of his mouth.
The one leaning against the wall was Zhong Li, with deep and defined facial features. Despite the blood stains on his face, they couldn’t hide his handsoness. Like Jin Ling, he wore a blood-stained, ragged white shirt, though he appeared to be in worse condition than Jin Ling.
Their gazes fixed straight on the dark prison door, their expressions were sowhat peculiar as they watched it open and close again.
Just as Zhong Li and Jin Ling were watching the door of the dark prison vigilantly, two black figures suddenly appeared inside the dark prison.
Upon seeing the sudden appearance of the two figures, their expressions grew even more peculiar, especially Zhong Li, whose expression was extrely complex.
Zhong Li felt that this kidnapping had refreshed his understanding of the world. He, a materialist, had witnessed too many mystical occurrences.
Jin Ling was an ancient martial artist, so aside from initial vigilance, he recovered quickly upon seeing the people before him.
When he directed his gaze towards Jin Cenglv, his eyes flickered slightly. However, noticing that both were wearing black cloaks with Six-winged Angels, Jin Ling subtly frowned.
Gu Zhiqi didn’t pay attention to their strange expressions; he walked up to them and spoke indifferently, "Don’t make a noise, we’re here to rescue you."
Zhong Li and Jin Ling, who were both lost in thought, were brought back to their senses by Gu Zhiqi’s voice, and they promptly focused their attention on him.
"dicine."
Following Qinghan’s idle voice, a hand appeared in front of them.
Jin Ling, looking at the dicinal pills in Gu Zhiqi’s palm, narrowed his eyes and suddenly looked up at Gu Zhiqi, "This dicine..."
Gu Zhiqi: "Do you want it or not? I’ll take it away if you don’t."
As soon as Jin Ling heard this, he quickly reached out to receive them, even taking the pill ant for Zhong Li, moving quickly as if fearing Gu Zhiqi would take them back.
Having taken the dicine, Jin Ling handed one of the pills to Zhong Li, "Professor Zhong, this is indeed healing dicine."
He had seen this dicine at an auction at the Heavenly Domain Pavilion, known for its powerful healing effects, especially fast for ancient martial artists.
He originally had a hint of doubt about whether Gu Zhiqi was there to rescue them, but seeing the dicinal pills, he could no longer question it.
Zhong Li, seeing Jin Ling’s words, reached out and took the pill.
After receiving the dicine, they imdiately consud it.
Gu Zhiqi handed another ointnt to Jin Cenglv, "Professor Zhong isn’t an ancient martial artist, he can’t recover quickly. Apply this dicine to him."
Jin Cenglv was lost in thought but quickly snapped back to reality at Gu Zhiqi’s words, hesitantly took the ointnt, and then slowly approached Zhong Li.
He probably doesn’t recognize her.
He teaches so many students; he can’t possibly know each one.
Even if he had an impression of her, she’s disguised this way, so he’d undoubtedly not recognize her.
Thinking this, Jin Cenglv gently exhaled before squatting down in front of Zhong Li, looking at him, and quietly said, "Hand."
Zhong Li directed his gaze toward Jin Cenglv, a hint of probing in his eyes, and cooperatively extended his hand to Jin Cenglv.
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