Rebirth: The flatterer prince I raised couldn't be so clingy

Gu Qingzhi was silent.

Her current situation is not optimistic, and it is really not advisable for her to take any more risks.

Although the promise made by the old man was tempting, it was not enough to prove it was true or false.

Just as Gu Qingzhi was hesitating, the old man in front of him vomited blood without any warning.

"Old man! What's wrong with you?"

Gu Qingzhi hurried over to check. The blood was extremely dark and gave off a foul stench of decay. Upon closer inspection, she discovered that the black snake head totem behind the old man's ear was strangely emitting black mist.

Gu Qingzhi was not unfamiliar with this. After the previous incidents, those people in black went crazy for no apparent reason and eventually died tragically.

This is the third time.

This time it's slightly different.

Although the old man kept coughing up black blood, he seemed to be still conscious. He himself seemed to understand the situation and just shook his head tremblingly.

"It's okay... It's just the poison taking effect. If you think I'm a burden to you, just leave now."

After saying this, he heard footsteps hurriedly fading away in front of him. He lowered his head, no longer holding on to any hope, and gave a weak and bitter smile.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, the footsteps turned back, and before he could see clearly, he suddenly heard a loud "bang" in his ears.

Gu Qingzhi held a mace, a torture instrument, in his hand and smashed it hard against the sealed wall.

The old man was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly reminded: "Ouch! Auntie, be careful. I don't know if my arm has been broken in there for a long time, but at least it's left for me to remember!"

Gu Qingzhi turned a deaf ear to him and hammered a few times. The wall tiles began to crack and soon broken bricks fell down, enough to reveal the grayish-white flesh inside.

Just as the old man said, his arm was indeed half disabled.

Fortunately, this wall was not load-bearing and was not built very solidly. After a few hammer blows, she managed to pull an arm out from the crack in the wall.

But the sound of smashing the wall is so loud that it may attract other guards in the dungeon, so you have to act quickly.

Although the wall was solid, it was very old and inevitably had some cracks. In addition, moss had grown and penetrated the soil and rocks, so after a few hammer blows, half of the upper arm was exposed.

The old man used Gu Qingzhi's strength to pull his arm outward, and his other arm was freed.

This is only slightly better, and it can still help with some strength.

Gu Qingzhi took a look at the old man's condition. Although he still vomited some black blood from time to time, his consciousness was still clear. She didn't know why.

The huge knocking noise still attracted the guards in the dungeon. A series of footsteps were heard not far away, and it sounded like there were a lot of people.

But the old man's feet were still nailed to the ground.

"Girl, you go deal with them, give me the knife, I'll handle it myself."

Swords and knives would probably not be able to deal with such iron rings. Even if they were severely corroded by blood and rusted, they would not be able to cut them at all. Gu Qingzhi immediately understood the old man's idea. He wanted to find a sharp weapon to cut open the flesh and forcibly remove the feet from the iron rings.

Seeing the guards rushing in, she grabbed the sword from a corpse not far away and threw it at the old man's feet.

The old man picked up the sword without saying a word, tentatively gestured at the iron ring on his foot, closed his eyes, made up his mind, and cut down suddenly.

The intense pain made him cry out in pain, and he quickened his hands as he listened to the footsteps around him becoming clearer and clearer.

Gu Qingzhi turned around and stopped looking at the painful scene. She picked up the mace in her hand and turned to face the guards who were rushing in.

"Someone is robbing the prison. Quick! Stop him!"

When the guards saw what was happening, they shouted loudly, surrounded her, and rushed towards her together.

Gu Qingzhi swung the mace and smashed it out. In an instant, two or three people's heads exploded and they fell to the ground motionless.

The others hurriedly stepped back upon seeing this. Someone reacted and shouted to the people behind him, "Report to the eldest master immediately!"

Gu Qingzhi couldn't stop it. Now that the situation had already gotten out of hand, it was only a matter of time before people outside knew about it.

After today's battle, she already knew the fighting power of the Xiangfu.

The imperial guards and the guards here together numbered at least several hundred people, not to mention the assassins hired by Zuo Chengyu. A spit from each of these people was enough to drown her.

Even if she died of exhaustion, she couldn't be killed.

The prime minister's mansion is too big and has too many people. All she can do now is to deal with these people faster and buy more time for herself.

There was an even greater murderous intent in his pair of eyes like cold ponds, and every swing of the mace in his hand would take away more than one life.

In the past, when she worked for the father and son, there were many times when she had no way out, and she was the one who pushed through them all.

Now there is no other way, the only way to survive is to fight our way out.

Blood splattered everywhere and screams rang out one after another. No matter how many people there were, they were not enough to stop her fierce attack and they fell down one by one like dead grass.

Dozens of corpses were scattered everywhere, and the prison guards saw her as if they were evil spirits from hell.

At the same time, the old man in the corner was sweating coldly from the pain, his feet were bleeding, but he did not dare to slack off. He gritted his teeth and cut the flesh between his toes little by little, and took his foot out of the iron ring that was nailed firmly to the ground.

There was no telling how many guards there were here. He watched as Gu Qingzhi's figure gradually showed signs of fatigue, and the speed of swinging the mace in his hand was slowing down, so he hurriedly called her.

"There are too many people, let's go!"

Upon hearing this, Gu Qingzhi dodged the attack with a few movements, moved closer and carried him on her back.

The old man wiped the black blood from his mouth and shouted to the guards who were trying to attack: "Think carefully! Zuo Fuhong, that old ghost, didn't kill me because I have the secret he wants!"

"If I die in your hands, the secret he wants to know will be completely gone. Let's see who among you can bear the wrath of the old ghost and the little ghost."

The guards' hesitation gave Gu Qingzhi time to catch her breath. The old man lay on her back and whispered to her, "There is a hole under the thatched mat not far from me. Don't get entangled with them. Break the cover stone on top and jump down from there."

The old man seemed to have lost too much blood, and coupled with the effects of the poison, his voice seemed particularly small in the noisy environment. Fortunately, she had good hearing and could vaguely hear what he said.

She turned around and saw that the straw mat seemed to be used for him to sleep on and was in tatters.

Looking at the guards who were staring at her warily, she swung her mace, retreated to the straw mat, and pretended to launch another attack.

As the guards were busy preparing to fight the enemy, the maces in their hands suddenly turned and smashed down towards the ground with a "bang".

Their bodies felt lighter and they fell downwards. The dirt and rocks that hit them almost buried them. They couldn't see how deep it was below and they had no choice but to fall to the bottom.

The moment her back, corroded by sulfur, pierced the gravel, Gu Qingzhi felt dizzy and almost fainted.

She took a long time to calm down, then shook her head, trying to stay awake.

Fortunately, there was a thick layer of gravel beneath them, otherwise, it would be hard to say whether they would have died if they fell from this height.

She was feeling so uncomfortable, and the old man was so skinny that she didn't know if he was okay.

Gu Qingzhi ignored the severe pain in her back, struggled to get up, and checked the old man not far away in the dim light.

The old man fell to the ground, blood oozing from his mouth and nose, and lay motionless.

She ran over and saw that he still had a slight pain in his chest and abdomen, so she patted him gently.

"Old man! Are you okay, old man?"

After a while, the old man slowly opened his eyes.

Wherever he landed, there was only fine sand and gravel. His situation was slightly better than Gu Qingzhi's, but because he had been locked up for too long and his body was too weak, he almost lost his life.

"I'm fine... Time waits for no one, let's... escape first."