Chapter 529: Jailbreak? These people have all gone mad!

Que'er raised her sword backward to block, angrily shouting: "What madness have you got?"

Zhui Yu, eyes blood-red and without explanation, continued changing his moves to stab at her.

Que'er's martial arts were decent, but compared to Zhui Yu, they were far inferior.

So, after just two or three moves, her arm went numb from his force, and her steps went weak as she quickly retreated backward.

Li Qingluo saw this, picking up the scattered swords from the ground and coming this way while shouting: "Zhui Yu has also been hit!"

Duan Rongshi instantly understood what she meant.

Only I can subdue Zhui Yu's martial arts here.

So he also first abandoned the rear, came over to replace Li Qingluo and Que'er in facing off against Zhui Yu.

Zhui Yu was like a mad lunatic, growling low as he continually unleashed killing moves toward Duan Rongshi.

Fortunately, Duan Rongshi was very familiar with his martial arts style, so he could neutralize each move and struck Zhui Yu hard to the ground with a palm.

Duan Rongshi took the opportunity to step forward, caught the rope Li Qingluo threw over, and tightly bound Zhui Yu.

Zhui Yu was thrown in front of Que'er.

"Take good care of him."

After saying that, Duan Rongshi returned together with Li Qingluo to Zhang Tingji's side.

"Come quickly—I can't hold out!!"

Zhang Tingji drove the waves of mad prisoners back into the cells, then reinforced and locked all the iron chains again.

"These locks have been tampered with!"

Zhang Tingji said angrily.

Li Qingluo: "These people are probably like Jiang San Ye, all poisoned with gu."

"Either we leave quickly and let them harm themselves, waiting for the Dali Temple to return and clean up the mess, or we have no choice but to kill them all."

"Sir Zhang, make a quick decision!"

Zhang Tingji: "Why me?"

Li Qingluo: "You are the only official here—who else could it be?"

On the other side, a group of prisoners broke through the cage again, baring teeth and charging out.

Zhang Tingji saw this and said: "Damn it, retreat!"

Coming in is easy, but leaving is not that simple.

More and more madmen rushed out.

And they were still at least two hundred steps from the exit.

Zhang Tingji: "Damn it, the Dali Temple must have someone today who dug a pit for me. Let's try not to kill anyone, lest we leave evidence for them to arrest me!"

Li Qingluo: "Understood. Sir Zhang, lead the way!"

He, Zhang Tingji, dared not kill indiscriminately, and they likewise would not easily see blood.

Otherwise, Duan Rongshi and Yang Qilang would be unable to escape the charge of jailbreak.

Que'er strained to support Zhui Yu as she followed behind Li Qingluo.

"Miss, how could so many people possibly be poisoned with gu all at once? What on earth is going on?"

"Besides, why is only Zhui Yu gone mad while we're fine?"

Li Qingluo didn't understand either.

"Let's get out first and then talk!"

She turned back, pulling Que'er and Zhui Yu to the middle, then turned around intending to use her sword to beat back the prisoners behind her one by one.

But these people basically aren't afraid of death.

One by one, upon seeing the blade, they charged forward.

Li Qingluo could only put away her sword, then pick up a wooden stick and fiercely lash at them.

"Get lost!"

"Get back!"

They seemed insensitive to pain, yet were beaten back one by one by the force and fell backward.

Seeing this, Li Qingluo continued using the stick.

When encountering tough opponents, she would raise her sword and directly slash off their arms.

At least it prevented them from lunging forward to grab her.

Soon, Duan Rongshi also came to her side to cover the rear together.

Ahead were Zhang Tingji and Yang Qilang.

In the middle, Que'er could do nothing but support the now-burdened Zhui Yu.

The group trudged difficultly toward the exit.

Seeing the black mass of prisoners growing behind them, a sudden shout came from ahead: "What are you doing!? How dare you break into the prison—stop immediately and surrender!"

Yang Qilang: "Break your mother's prison!"

"You, Dali Temple, colluded with villains intending to take my life; I haven't yet settled scores with you, yet the whole prison's population has gone mad, and you damn well still try to smear me with the jailbreak filth!"

"Today I'll kill you first as a sign of respect!"

Saying this, Yang Qilang used lightness to fly to the entrance, then seized the shouting person, lifted him, and brought him back down into the crowd below.

"Open your dog eyes and look—this damn thing is supposed to be a big army of prison breakers?"

One by one, baring fangs and brandishing claws, madmen like lunatics lunged at them.

Yang Qilang couldn't be bothered to move.

That person was quickly surrounded by a crowd, clearly about to be choked, beaten, or torn apart; he obviously had no martial arts skill, only able to cover his head and scream in terror.

"Save me, save me—"

"At the entrance came a loud shout: 'Lord Dong, Lord Dong—'"

"Hurry up and release Lord Dong!"

"Lord Dong?"

"Zhang Tingjiu then recognized the man Yang Qilang had brought in: 'Vice Minister Dong?'"

"Yang Qilang, he's the Vice Minister of the Dali Temple!"

"Yang Qilang: 'Isn't that perfect?'"

"Either we fight our way out together, or we all die here today!"

"However, he still acted first to rescue the person."

"Vice Minister Dong, who had almost died inside, looked terrified: 'How... how did this happen?'"

"What exactly happened?"

"If you're not jailbreaking, what are you doing?"

"Who can explain this to me?"

"Yang Qilang: 'I want to know too!'"

"Zhang Tingjiu: 'Vice Minister Dong, you've seen it too. These people have all gone mad.'"

"We don't just kill people indiscriminately."

"We just want to temporarily drive them back."

"Now we plan to first get out of the prison and then talk!"

"Vice Minister Dong also fell into the tiger-and-wolf den, so he could only agree through tears."

"Good."

"He followed Yang Qilang and the others tremblingly, not daring to miss a step, almost sticking to him."

"Yang Qilang found him annoying, and with a reverse elbow shoved him over to Que'er and the others."

"Que'er was dealing with Zhui Yu when someone bumped her, and she panicked, raising her hand and falling toward Zhui Yu."

"Zhui Yu opened his mouth and bit Que'er's arm."

"Que'er cried out in pain."

"Zhui Yu almost bit off her flesh."

"She had no choice but to punch his head hard with her other fist."

"Taking advantage of the moment Zhui Yu loosened his grip, she then pulled her arm free."

"Her bloody arm ached, making her whole body tremble."

"Tears in her eyes, she could only continue dragging him toward the entrance they had cleared."

"Fortunately, Li Qingluo and Duan Rongshi had nearly finished clearing the rear."

"The two quickly reached the front and together cleared a path."

"The group quickly went up the entrance."

"Two yamen runners, knives in hand, stood trembling at the gap, not daring to enter, and only shouted when they saw them come out: 'Hurry, hurry—'"

"The group had just run out when some prisoners in the rear cells roared and came running out."

"Fortunately, the prison entrance was a large iron gate."

"After the heavy door slammed shut urgently, although they heard the 'thump thump thump' of pounding from behind, these people could no longer escape."

"However, before they could catch their breath, a clatter of weapons sounded outside."

"Li Qingluo and the others turned to see that the Dali Temple's guards and yamen runners were now standing outside, swords in hand."

"They surrounded the group, trapping them in the innermost part."