The bottle broke.
The pure soul flew into the sky.
Mu Yi's expression was a little dull for a moment.
Broke it?
Qing Hui actually …
He took out the spare soul porcelain bottle. Fortunately, he had thought about it. He was afraid that the porcelain bottle would be accidentally destroyed, so he always carried it with him.
Dong —
Mu Yi had just taken out the porcelain bottle.
Qing Hui punched it.
The fist landed on Mu Yi's arm. The huge force shook Mu Yi's arm.
He couldn't help but let go.
The porcelain bottle slipped from his hand. Mu Yi's eyes widened, and he wanted to reach out to catch it.
But it was blocked by Qing Hui.
Crack.
It broke again.
This was the last vessel that could hold the soul!
"Qing Hui!"
Mu Yi grabbed Qing Hui's collar.
"Don't you want your wife to come back to life?"
"No." Qing Hui pushed Mu Yi away, smiling wantonly. "I'm really sorry to let your wishful thinking fail."
Suddenly, a longsword appeared in Qing Hui's hand.
Mu Yi subconsciously retreated, holding the longsword in a defensive posture.
Unfortunately.
Qing Hui didn't want to fight him. Instead, he wanted to use the longsword to completely break his wife's soul in the hall.
"Qing Hui!"
"Aya, you're free."
As he watched the soul disappear from his sight, a stream of tears uncontrollably slid down from his murky eyes.
No one could understand it.
How much heartache did each swing of the sword hurt him.
"Qing Hui, it seems that you're determined to go against us."
Mu Yi finally understood that Qing Hui didn't want to team up with them from the beginning.
He pretended to be very obedient.
It was for the scene where the porcelain bottle was broken.
"In that case, I don't want to waste my breath on you."
"Do you think you can resist? Our people are all outside the Qing family's residence."
"Obey or die!"
Boom!!!
Suddenly, there was a loud roar in the hall.
Mu Yi frowned.
Not long after, someone rushed in from outside the hall and whispered in Mu Yi's ear for a long time.
"Damn it!"
"Catch her for me!"
With that, Mu Yi also ran out of the hall.
The Qing Clan wasn't important.
The most important one was the Qing Family's young miss, Qingyu. She was the person that Lord Huo specifically wanted.
He absolutely could not let her escape.
"F * ck!"
"There are too many people."
With Ye Zichen in the lead, Hua Jianrou and co. were all trapped in a corner of the Qing Manor's backyard.
In the end, it was still too late.
Even though Ye Zichen's flames had caught the natives off guard, they still couldn't help it.
But there was a difference in strength and numbers.
Their plan to escape through the backyard was foiled.
"From the main entrance."
Ye Zichen frowned, then continuously tried to contact Han Qing.
Now, if they wanted to break out of the encirclement, it was no longer enough to rely on their strength.
"The main entrance? Shouldn't there be more people at the main entrance?" Bai Se, who was not a talkative person, frowned. "We can't even get out from here. If we go to the main entrance …"
"Listen to the future."
Hua Jian Rou opened her mouth and viciously chopped down on the head of a native in front of her.
Fresh blood mixed with brain matter splashed onto Hua Jianrou's face.
Meng Luo and Bai Se were stunned. Hua Jianrou gulped.
Murder.
Actually, this was her first time.
"Let's go!"
Hua Jianrou wiped the sticky substance off her face, then jumped towards the wall, while the others followed closely behind.
"Kill!!!"
Weapons clashed, and the sounds of fighting could be heard.
When Ye Zichen and co. arrived at the front yard, it had already turned into a smoky battlefield.
The people of the Qing Family.
The natives brought by Mu Yi.
The two groups of people fought together fearlessly.
"It's already started?"
Ye Zichen frowned, then signaled everyone to not go out.
Qingyu, who was being dragged by the flame rat, looked at the scene in front of her with fear.
"Qing Hui!"
Boom.
Suddenly, two people flew out from the roof of the manor.
One of them was bathed in flames, while the person opposite him was Qingyu's father, Qing Hui.
"Dad!"
Qingyu shouted.
Mu Yi and Qing Hui, who stood on the roof, saw Ye Zichen and co. squatting in the corner, as well as Qingyu, who was protected by them.
"Catch her!"
Mu Yi, who was bathed in flames, shouted. At the same time, he also dived down.
Along the way …
Qing Hui made a move to stop him.
At that moment, Qing Hui looked towards Qingyu, his eyes filled with fatherly love.
Then, he looked towards Ye Zichen.
Their gazes met.
Qing Hui nodded towards Ye Zichen, who nodded back.
Under Mu Yi's command, the aboriginals rushed towards Qingyu like madmen, ignoring the Qing clansmen along the way.
"Protect the young lady!"
The Qing clansmen shouted. Ye Zichen glared.
"Charge!"
Boom!
Fire!
Ye Zichen charged at the very front. Flames covered his body, and he threw them at the natives he saw. Then, he unsheathed the sword on his back and slashed at the natives' necks.
Blood splattered onto Ye Zichen's face.
Meng Luo, Bai Se, the flame rat and Qingyu, who stood at the back, trembled in fear.
They had never killed anyone before.
Even if they had fought before, it was just fighting. It was completely different from killing.
They had all been protected by their clansmen as they grew up.
This was the first time.
"Die!"
As the eldest sister, Hua Jianrou gripped her axe and charged at the front, opening a path for her younger siblings.
She was also very afraid.
But this was her responsibility.
"Rou-jie!"
Meng Luo suddenly shouted. Hua Jianrou turned around, and was slashed in the arm by the natives.
Her left arm was directly chopped off.
The axe in her hand also fell to the ground.
"F * ck!"
There were truly too many natives. The Qing clansmen were unable to hold them off.
Even though they had been fighting for Qingyu.
More and more natives appeared in front of Ye Zichen.
As for themselves …
Ye Zichen was the only one in the group who truly dared to kill. Hua Jianrou gritted her teeth and fought for her younger siblings. The others could not be counted on at all.
Now that Hua Jianrou was heavily injured, Ye Zichen was the only one left.
The situation was extremely dire.
Since they could not break through, they could only retreat.
The natives in the backyard also rushed in.
"Die!"
Ye Zichen clenched his teeth and charged at the very front with his sword.
They had no way out.
They could not log off even if they wanted to.
Kill their way out.
Or die!
"Fight!"
"Fight!"
"Just what are you guys doing? Waiting for death will only result in death. Grab your weapons and fight!"
Ye Zichen shouted, then looked at the children behind him who were quite frightened.
Ugh …
Another natives were killed with a single slash. Heads rolled down beside Bai Se and co., causing their lips to turn pale in fright.
"Just what are you guys doing!?"
"Fight!"
Ye Zichen felt that the sword in his hand was rather blunt, but he still swung it to protect them as they charged at the very front.
Puchi …
At that moment, a sword stabbed into his stomach.
He clenched his teeth and used his sword to break the blade, causing it to stab into his stomach. Then, he slashed at the neck of the natives with bloodshot eyes.
"Die!"
As the sword slashed out, more and more wounds appeared on Ye Zichen's body.
Hua Jianrou clenched her teeth and picked up a longsword from the ground. She ignored the condition of her left arm and had a menacing gaze.
"Die!"
Dong.
Suddenly, Ye Zichen flew back and fell heavily onto the ground.
Several natives slashed towards him at the same time. He blocked with his sword and looked at Bai Se and co. with a tilt of his head.
"Fight!"
Hua Jianrou was hit once again, causing her to kneel on the ground.
Ye Zichen was held up by several natives, causing him to be unable to move.
Bai Se, Little Loli and the Flame Rat watched on helplessly.
Ye Zichen's trembling hands slowly stopped.
He gripped the weapons in his hands!
Puchi …
Several streaks of blood landed on their faces, especially Bai Se.
Especially the white, when the blood fell on her veil, it was so dazzling.
"Go to hell!"
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