Chapter 882: What Kind of Brain Does This Monk Have

Song Yuhe looked around and couldn't find any rope to save the man. Hence he said, "How are you? Can you move? Hold on a little longer. I'll get someone to help you."

"Quick, save me. My legs are broken, and I can't use any strength. Also, the tree is about to break. There's not much time. Please, save me. I don't want to die! Sob…" The ugly man cried out.

Song Yuhe turned anxious as he circled the area thrice but failed to find anything that could be used to save the man.

At this moment, the ugly man shouted again. "This tree's roots are rather thick. It shouldn't be a problem for two people to stand on it. However, the middle part of the tree doesn't seem like it will hold out much longer. Can you come down and help me up?"