C33 They would rather be crushed like jade

"We escaped with great difficulty. We can't go back!" Dongfang Gu calmly looked around the ancestral hall. On the left and right side, there were two windows, but Yan Zhongshan had already prepared himself. He sealed them tightly with wooden planks, making them impossible to be used.

In that case, Mu Qianxue gritted her teeth. She knew that the moment she agreed to Yan Zhongshan's request, she would be facing a dead end. But if she didn't, then ?

These were the only remaining members of the Mu Clan other than her and her third brother. Were they really going to watch them die one by one at the hands of Yan Zhongshan?

Yan Zhongshan bared his white teeth and said, "Empress, have you thought about it? I don't have much patience." In order to increase his deterrence, he raised the embroidery child that he had been holding in his hand a little higher. At the side, Bai Ning cried until his throat became hoarse.

Nineteen's eyes flashed and she said softly, "Your highness, why not let the princess pretend to agree first? With the servants here, he won't be able to take the princess away."

Dongfang Qing rejected her suggestion without even thinking, "No, we can't risk the life of the princess!"

An indistinct light flashed through Nineteen's eyes as she whispered, "He needs to rely on the princess to escape. For a short while, she won't harm the princess, so how could the prince ?"

"I said no means no, no need to say more." Dongfang Qing solemnly interrupted Nineteen's words. Actually, he understood in his heart that nineteen words was indeed a solution, but it was simply impossible for him to take Mu Qianxue's life as a risk.

Mu Qianxue heard their conversation as she took a step forward and said solemnly, "Alright, I promise you!"

Dong Fang Qing's expression changed as he grabbed her arm, "Yan Chong Shan is a madman, once ?"

Mu Qianxue faintly smiled and interrupted him, "I believe in you!"

The sudden appearance of these four words caused Dongfang Nian to be stunned. It was only after a long while did he finally react. She ? He had put his life in his hands.

After a long while, Dongfang Yan slowly loosened his grip on her arm and said with an almost sworn tone, "You'll definitely be fine."

Mu Qianxue smiled and walked towards Yan Zhongshan. Just as she took two steps, someone shouted, "No way!"

The one who said this was an old man with a head full of white hair. Before he finished his sentence, one of the Destiny Guards had already kicked him to the ground ruthlessly, "Old thing, shut your mouth!"

The old man's body was weak to begin with. In addition to the torturous journey she had been running all this time, she had caused Mu Qianxue to spit out blood, causing her to be in great pain. "Royal Uncle!"

"Don't come over!" The old man couldn't care about the blood in his mouth as he stopped Mu Qianxue in her tracks with a stern voice. The price was that he vomited another large mouthful of blood. From the looks of it, that kick might have injured his internal organs.

The old man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sadly said: "It doesn't matter if we die, but Xunji ? you must live on. Annihilate Xi Chu, restore Nan Zhao, avenge our royal brother, and avenge the countless deaths of Nan Zhao at the hands of Xiao Ruo Ao!"

Yan Zhongshan was afraid that he had done something bad, so he kicked him again and shouted, "Shut up!"

The old man spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, his face ashen, but his eyes never left Mu Qianxue, "Xuanji, you destroyed South Zhao because of you. You owe us South Zhao, and you promised me that before we destroy West Chu and restore South Zhao, you will not let anyone be in danger for anything, much less die!" He didn't know that Mu Linfeng was also alive and thought that only Mu Qianxue was left.

"Royal Uncle ?"

The old man interrupted her sharply. "Promise me!"

Regardless of how hard and arduous it was, Mu Qianxue had never shed a single tear during the entire journey. But now, her tears kept flowing down her face, wetting her pure white clothes.

She understood what her uncle meant, but ? This decision was too difficult for her ?

"Shut up, I told you to shut up!" Yan Chong Shan was flustered and exasperated as he threw Xiu'er onto the ground. He grabbed the steel blade in the hands of the Tian Ji Guard and placed it against the old man's wrinkled neck, "If you dare say another word, I'll kill you right now!"

If Mu Qianxue listened to his instigation, then she would be finished, regardless of the life and death of these people of the South Zhao Clan.

"Xuanji, Father is right. You are the only hope of Nan Zhao. You absolutely cannot die here, and even more so, you cannot die because of us." The one who spoke was the middle-aged man beside the old man.

"With the princess alive, there is hope for Nan Zhao."

"Xiao Ruo Ao betrayed his trust, destroyed my Nan Zhao, killed my family, Princess must avenge the thousands of ghosts that died under his blade!"

Angry voices sounded one after another, causing Yan Zhongshan to panic and be afraid. He widened his only eye and shouted, "Shut up! Everyone shut up! "

No one paid any attention to him, not even once. Each and every one of them stared at Mu Qianxue, who was crying with her eyes closed.

"Promise me!" The old man roared with all his might and ruthlessly exploded beside Mu Qianxue's ears like a clap of thunder.

She opened her eyes and faced the crowd's gaze. Amidst waves of heart-wrenching pain, she said with difficulty, "I promise you!"

Hearing her words, the old man let out a long sigh of relief and revealed a smile that was completely out of place, "With your words, I feel at ease ? "Relax ?"

Just as he finished speaking, the old man suddenly crawled up from the ground, using his hands that were tied around his wrists to desperately grab the steel blade in Yan Chongshan's hand, and ruthlessly swiped it towards his own neck.

The old man's body fell to the ground like a kite with its string cut, motionless. Only blood was still gushing out of the wound on his neck, forming a pool on the ground.

The old man was dead, but there was a smile on his lips.

Yan Chong Shan had yet to recover from this deep blood-red, yet another person was slashing his neck with a knife that was still dripping blood.

No, it was not just one person, the other few Tian Ji Guards' sabers were also in their hands, their sabers were slightly cold, reaping the lives of every single one of them, just like when Xiao Ruo Ao led his troops to attack the Southern Wasteland capital and slaughtered everyone. The only difference was, they took the initiative to seek death.

For these old people of South Zhao, if they were lucky enough to survive, they would have to bear the pain of being a country slave for the rest of their lives. They might as well die in exchange for the chance to restore South Zhao to its former state.

Yan Zhongshan would never have thought that this group of people would all seek death. By the time he had reacted, most of them were already dead, leaving only a few behind.

Seeing her clansmen die one by one in front of her, Mu Qianxue powerlessly knelt on the ground, tears streaming down her face. She didn't make a sound to stop them because she knew that these people were determined to die and wouldn't give up just because she tried to stop them with a few words. He would rather die to protect himself and protect the hope of restoring the Southern Wasteland!

"No one is allowed to die! Without my permission, no one is allowed to die!" Unfortunately, it was already too late. A bone deep wound appeared on his neck and he quickly died. At this point, only Bai Ning and Xiu'er were left lying on the ground, unknown whether they were dead or alive.