Chen Xin'an's carabiner hook was nailed into the crevice of the rock, and her left foot stepped on the rock that Song Yong had just stepped on.

His right foot was empty, his right hand was faster than lightning, and he grabbed it fiercely in front of him!

Song Yong, who was falling, suddenly stopped. He opened his eyes and looked at everything in front of him, then raised his head and looked at the man above him, half of his body hanging in the air.

With only a mountaineering hook and the rock on which his left foot rested, Chen Xin'an grabbed the climbing rope with her right hand.

The other end of the rope was tied around Song Yong's waist.

"Instructor Chen!" Song Yong said with a trembling voice, his eyes red.

Chen Xin'an lowered her head and said to him: "I will release the rope and let you go down!"

Song Yong nodded and his body began to slowly descend.

The climbing rope slides evenly in Chen Xin'an's hands.

I wasn't wearing gloves, so the feeling of the hemp rope rubbing and sliding across my palms was unpleasant.

Chen Xin'an couldn't care about this now. When the tiger claw was in his hand, he looked down and threw the tiger claw away.

Song Yong had landed safely. Bian Hu, who had just ran over, helped him, then kicked him in the leg and cursed in a low voice:

"Do you just do whatever they ask you to do? If it weren't for Instructor Chen, you would have died a long time ago!"

Song Yong lowered his head in shame.

Chen Xin'an wiped her right hand on herself, glanced at the top, took a deep breath, and continued to climb up.

These guys are quite honest and polite.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, we have already risen to a height of thirty or forty meters!

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Chapter completed!