As the sword pierced his body, blood gushed out uncontrollably like a waterfall.

All Lu Ziming could feel was his body becoming heavy, to the point that his legs could no longer support his weight.

With a loud thud, he toppled onto the ground.

“No! Mr. Lu... Don't die...”

When Ye Yuyan saw Lu Ziming lying in a pool of blood after sacrificing himself to protect them, tears streamed down her cheeks.

Even if she had a heart of steel, she would still feel devastated after seeing so many people die trying to protect them.

Ye Yuyan was already at the brink of despair.

She no longer wanted to escape as she knew that it was impossible for her to flee with Chu Lin.

The members of Chu Sect were everywhere. No matter where she cast her gaze, there were terrifying fighters whom she could not defeat surrounding them.

There was no point in escaping. Doing that would only harm even more people, who would die on their behalf.

Eventually, Ye Yuyan stopped in her tracks, her pretty and fair face tear-stricken.

Chu Lin's eyes were closed while he lay in her arms, his chest heaving slightly as he breathed.

He was like a child fast asleep in his mother's embrace.

Cradling him, Ye Yuyan lowered her head and stroked his face.

As huge beads of tears rolled down her cheeks uncontrollably, they dripped onto Chu Lin's face.

He's a really adorable little fella.

Although Ye Yuyan did not mind her own death, she pitied Chu Lin.

The boy wasn't even five years old, and he had just started his life. In fact, he hadn't even seen his father before.

Yet, he had to die in this unfortunate catastrophe.

Sometimes, Ye Yuyan could not help but lament the cruelty of reality.

Why should a little kid like him be involved in the treacherous world of adults?

When Ye Yuyan halted in her tracks, a smirk spread across Chu Qitian's face.

He was finally going to succeed in taking revenge.

life? You can't even protect your wife and child. How ashamed would you

was filled with smugness, relish, and more importantly,

been

been pursuing Ye Fan, aiming

Chu Qitian was completely oppressed by Ye Fan,

Chu Qitian, thinking that he

glory and fame had been stolen by Ye Fan, that illegitimate b*stard who

imagined that the abandoned child would one day become the center of the martial arts world and the

the past few years, Chu Qitian had been wallowing in fury, despair, and

to crush Chu Tianfan under his feet and regain

moment had finally

killed Chu Tianfan's son, it would be the

Chu Qitian's first time

Die, my dear

all of his power

had already taken form. No one could stop him at

Zhang Jiuling and Lu Ziming down, no

father owes me with your life! Die!” roared Chu Qitian, his

flash of

shot toward Chu Lin

it right now!” yelled Li Er and the others anxiously upon witnessing that scene.

at Huangniu pleadingly, hoping that it would save that pitiful

can't save them, dumb*sses! I'm about

whip. A bloody streak surfaced on its face, which burned with searing

I knew that this b*stard is hard to deal with. I'm not doing this anymore. Otherwise,

Huangniu took the opportunity

be able to protect Mount Yunding even if I stayed. Instead, I might even end up dying, so I

the

army began to overwhelm the people of Jiangdong, and the situation had become gravely dangerous

Fragments of the rock slammed against Li Er, causing him to crash

people of Jiangdong who were trapped in this

sky and wailed in despair, “Mr. Chu, I've let you down... If you can hear us, please save

Ao and Lei San knelt on the ground as well while despair,

Chen Ao, have failed

down his cheeks. “We are too incapable, Mr. Chu. We can't even protect the last

the only ones weeping. At that moment, numerous people on Mount Yunding were

daughter, could not hold back her fear anymore. Filled with hopelessness, she

also sobbing uncontrollably and clinging to

a saying that went: If a great general was standing guard, he would not have let the enemies ransack

were in utter despair, there was only one

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