Chapter Eighty-Three: Dead End (I)

Since coming down from the top of the cliff, Jin Se's emotions have not been calm, and she can't understand how the eldest prince could take so many people's lives for her. Could it be that this is the king's style, who doesn't even ask what others think, just wants to be happy, and can do whatever he wants.

Jin Se felt angry, but more fearful. The army of the great prince pressed the realm, but it was only for her, how could she withstand such pressure. If she was sacrificed, she would be able to exchange many lives in this Phantom Pavilion. But if so, how can her heart be willing. She didn't want to give up Xuan Ming, after all, she had waited for him for so long, but now she was ••••••

couldn't bear to think about it anymore, she could only hold Xuan Ming's hand tightly, and she didn't want to let go for a moment. She was afraid that if she let go, Xuan Ming would never see her for the rest of her life, and she herself would lose this hard-won freedom. Such an ending was too cruel for her to even imagine. As soon as I thought of it, I was shocked into a cold sweat.

Xuan Ming seemed to see Jin Se's thoughts, he shook Jin Se's hand hard, and a smile that didn't look good rose at the corner of his mouth:

"Don't worry, no one can take you away from me. Unless you want to. When Jin Se heard this, she suddenly felt distressed, she couldn't imagine how Xuan Ming had made up her mind to say this to her, but she knew very well that Xuan Ming's mood was definitely more uncomfortable and struggling than her.

"I won't go with him, even if I die in the end, I will die with you." Jin Se said lightly, but under the lightness on the surface, there was a pain like a knife in his heart. Now it is at a dead end, and the worst outcome is only death. But even if she died, Jin Se still wanted to be with Xuan Ming, and this moment may be the moment in her life when she didn't want to let go.

Xuan Ming's heart was warm, but it was an indescribable bitterness, and now for him, there were some things he hadn't told Jin Se yet, but he could also say it, because he knew that if he did, maybe they would have to say goodbye here. Maybe death is also a relief for him, living in such a complicated world, only Jinse can bring him a little warmth, and now, this sporadic warmth will be taken away by others. It was as if a strong wind had destroyed a seabird's new nest, and before it could even wait for a seabird to suffer, a heavy rain swept it into a storm.

The fire burned so suddenly. The scorching flames spit out their scarlet tongues like dragons, licking and eating this already forgotten cliff pavilion, even if it was never close to people, and even found poor orphans for training for the sake of the master's whispers, but it still allowed so many orphans to escape the doom of early death and survive the misery. But at this moment, in the name of eradicating harm, some people are pushing these already poor people to the brink of death again. The smoke was accompanied by a heat wave, and the pavilion was already scorched, and even the screams of soldiers rushing into the Phantom Pavilion while taking advantage of the fire could be heard, being injured by the mechanism, or fighting with the killers in the pavilion.

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It all came so suddenly that it didn't even give the trapped people in the pavilion much time to think, and the nightmare surrounded them in an instant. Xuan Ming squinted, subconsciously grabbed Jin Se's hand, and shouted, just waiting for their pair of little killers to put away the already panicked formation, Xuan Ming calmed down, and said:

"Go to the top of the cliff and pull back all the stones that you can use." Jin Se glanced at Xuan Ming with a shocked face, and then he understood that Xuan Ming meant to destroy the siege of the Great Prince against them, he was so despicable, he actually attacked with fire, and he was really not afraid that these many people would be burned alive inside. For a moment, Jin Se seemed to remember the expression on his face when he ordered the slaughter of the Drunken Immortal Residence, as terrifying as a ghost. Today, is he repeating his old tricks!

"Wait, their people have already entered the pavilion, and some more boulders will be pushed in to seal the way out of the pavilion." Jin Se said slowly, this sentence woke up Xuan Ming, he glanced at Jin Se, and ordered the remaining killers to do what Jin Se said.

The huge stone crushed the staircase leading to the floors in the Phantom Pavilion, and only the screams of people and the sound of stones rolling down were all in one, and finally, the roar could only sink into the pool in the middle of the staircase, splashing a layer of water.

The staircase in the Phantom Pavilion has been completely destroyed, but the smoke is still spreading, mixed with scorching flames, slowly engulfing the place. In desperation, the few remaining people all went up to the top of the cliff, and as soon as they came up, Jin Se saw a man leading a pair of people and horses standing next to dozens of corpses, like the king of Hades••••••

Who else but Zhong Lishuo!