Several large rocks tumbled down from beside Ji Chicheng, and he narrowly dodged them.
"Stay away from this side up there."
Assistant Wu quickly shouted to those above.
But even if no one moved up there, rocks continued to slide down one after another.
The pile of rocks above is about to collapse; they need to be rescued quickly and leave this place.
Thinking of this, Ji Chicheng continued to call out to Ji Anning, "Anning, Anning."
He cupped Ji Anning's chin with his hand, lifting her head and gently shaking her, "An'an."
"Uh..."
Finally, Ji Anning showed a slight response, letting out a muffled cry of pain, her eyelids trembling.
Ji Chicheng's eyes lit up, and he quickly continued to call, "An'an, An'an, open your eyes and look at me."
Such familiar words, as if they were spoken just yesterday.
She was surrounded by raging flames, and he was beside her, tensely calling her, igniting her survival instinct.
"Uncle..."
