"Miss Lin, don't do useless struggles, these people are not those incompetent wastes of Emperor Kangyou, it won't be good if they hurt you."

Lin Xiaoli stopped struggling and suddenly knelt down towards Hu Daochang. Her hands were still pinned by the guards, and the sudden kneeling motion caused her hands to bend into a strange shape. Tears left a vivid mark on the little gray face.

"I beg you, I beg you, you let my family go, don't treat them like this, it's too cruel, I beg you to ......"

As he spoke, he fell to the ground. The guards didn't notice it for a while, and they didn't control their strength.

"Click-" Lin Xiaoli's hand was completely broken.

But she didn't seem to feel it, and her mouth was still saying the words of supplication.

"You tell Jiang Shuying, you tell her that as long as she lets my family go, she can do whatever she wants me to do, as long as she lets them go......"

In the end, Lin Xiaoli directly lost his voice and lay on the ground, feeling like he was about to suffocate, panting constantly.

"I really want to hear your request here, Miss Lin, but it's not too early, let's hurry over, otherwise the play will start to play by then, and it won't be good if the protagonist hasn't arrived yet."

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When Hu Daochang took Lin Xiaoli over, they had already begun to fight.

Lin Xiaoli looked at the dagger that stabbed him in the heart while Lin Bo was not paying attention, and shouted at him loudly:

"Limber! Watch out for the person in your arms! ”

When Limber heard this, he quickly wanted to throw the man in his arms out, but it was too late, and a knife was plunged straight into his heart.

His eyes widened as he looked at the woman who looked exactly like his wife, but her eyes were glazed, and he wanted to say something, but closed his eyes.

"Limber!" Behind him, Lin Xiaoli's heart-rending shouts came.

At the moment when Limber fell, countless weapons slashed towards the helpless woman at the center of the battle.

Lin Xiaoli looked at the woman who fell to the ground covered in blood, she seemed to come back to her senses, looked up at her, and wanted to crawl towards her. Feet kept stepping on her thin body, but that didn't stop her from crawling over.

Finally, she seemed to be unable to hold on, and wanted to raise her hand, but she couldn't. Tears and blood fell on her clothes. She raised her head with difficulty, wanting to take one last look at Lin Xiaoli, but she still lowered her head and couldn't move anymore.

Looking at his mother who died in front of his eyes, Lin Xiaoli completely collapsed.

"Mother-mother, don't leave me! Mother-"

"Let me go! Let me go! Mother......"

She struggled forward, but was held tightly by the guards behind her. During the entanglement, Lin Xiaoli's other hand was also broken. Her hands hung weakly, and the pain in her heart made her forehead break out in a cold sweat, but she was still desperately trying to move forward.

Lin Xiaoli watched those familiar faces die in front of her one by one, but she couldn't do anything. She yelled, she begged for mercy, she kept scolding, but it didn't work.

The wounds on her body kept bursting, and the blood completely stained her dress. Her face grew paler and paler, as if she was about to fall to the ground in the next second.

I don't know how long it took, but the killing in front of me finally stopped. The guards let go of Lin Xiaoli and retreated silently.

Lin Xiaoli struggled to get up from the ground, without the support of her palms, she could only pestle her elbows on the hard floor to support her weak body.

She stood up and staggered towards the bloodied woman in front of her.

Hu Daochang looked at Lin Xiaoli's thin but firm back, turned around and walked out of the prison.