Chapter 112 The Dust Settles
The firelight in the corridor dimly reflected the figures of the three people, and the atmosphere was so stagnant that it was suffocating.
Wei Zilin grasped Shen Xingwan's slender neck with one hand, his posture was crazy and stubborn, and there was a heart-pounding madness in his eyes.
A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes passed through the hot smoke and dust, staring at Yan Jinghuan who was coming alone from the opposite side.
Yan Jinghuan's clothes were splattered with blood, and the ferocious golden python on his chest was already stained red by the blood, but his tall body still stood proudly.
He tried his best to hide the murderous intent that surged in his eyes, and just looked at Shen Xingwan tenderly, his voice was low and gentle, just like usual: "Xingwan, don't be afraid. I'm here, always here."
Shen Xingwan was trembling all over, looking at him with tears in her eyes, her heart broken.
She knew that Yan Jinghuan had forced his way in alone, and there were ambushes lurking all around. In such a situation, he would surely die.
She pursed her lips, trying not to cry out loud, but in the end she couldn't hold it back anymore, and tears rolled down like beads from a broken string.
"Yeon Kyung Hwan..."
She choked with sobs, her eyes full of despair, "Go away... Go away quickly... Don't worry about me..."
Yan Jinghuan just stared at her quietly, his eyes tender, as if there was no one else in the world but them both looking at each other.
Wei Zilin watched this scene coldly, the hatred in his heart almost burning him to ashes.
He sneered and hugged Shen Xingwan even tighter, his eyes vicious.
"Walk?"
"Wanwan, you are too naive...If he dares to come, he can forget about leaving alive!"
He turned and stared at Yan Jinghuan, speaking word by word like a venomous snake:
"Let Wanwan watch you die with her own eyes. Watch you die in front of her, so that she will completely give up!"
After saying that, he waved his hand violently.
In an instant, a team of fully armed ambushers emerged from the darkness, with swords and sabers flashing and surrounding Yan Jinghuan.
The air seemed to suddenly stagnate, and the murderous intent was so cold that it was hard to breathe.
Shen Xingwan widened her eyes and almost forgot to breathe.
Wei Zilin said in a grim tone: "Kill him! Cut him into pieces!"
"kill!"
The ambushers rushed forward with roars, swords flashing and pressing towards Yan Jinghuan like a wave.
Yan Jinghuan's eyes were as hard as iron, he drew his sword suddenly, the sword light was like thunder breaking through the air, and he rushed forward boldly!
Blood splattered and screams were heard everywhere.
A brutal and bloody battle instantly broke out in this narrow and cramped corridor!
Yan Jinghuan's movements were sharp and each of his swords was a killing move, but he was outnumbered and these people were all death-defying warriors who were not afraid of death.
Soon, he was covered in wounds, and blood flowed down the hilt of the sword, dripping into the dust, spreading out into a little dark red.
Shen Xingwan stared at the bloody scene with bloodshot eyes.
Yan Jinghuan's movements were still dazzlingly fast, but she could see that his breathing had become increasingly disordered, and his movements had slowed down slightly.
He can't hold on any longer.
“Wei Zilin!” Shen Xingwan burst into tears and cried out at the top of her lungs: “Please, please let him go! I beg you!”
Wei Zilin turned his head to look at her, his eyes and eyebrows were gentle and almost scary: "Wanwan, you are crying..."
"You cried so hard for him..."
He gently wiped away the tears on her face with his cool fingertips, hugged her tighter, and said in a heart-poundingly soft voice: "Don't cry, everything will be over soon, don't be afraid."
As he said that, he waved his hand coldly, "Keep killing!!"
The ambushing troops were even more furious, and they all tried their best to use vicious and deadly moves, each of which was fatal.
Yan Jinghuan staggered and was cut on the shoulder by a knife, and blood gushed out instantly.
He gritted his teeth, turned the blade of his sword, and cut off the approaching long knife, but his steps obviously slowed down.
Shen Xingwan almost collapsed!
She struggled and kicked hard, trying to rush forward, but Wei Zilin held her tightly, like a bird struggling in vain.
"Don't move." Wei Zilin murmured in a low voice, as if to comfort him, but with a desperate threat.
Shen Xingwan wailed in pain, as if his chest was being stabbed by thousands of needles, with blood and tears mixed together.
Seeing Yan Jinghuan being hit in the calf again and staggering back, the crisp sound of swords clashing continued in the ears, and blood filled the entire corridor.
If this continues, Yan Jinghuan will definitely die!
Shen Xingwan clenched his fists in despair, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the dagger worn on Wei Zilin's waist.
That was the self-defense dagger he always carried with him. At the moment, he was concentrating on watching the battle and was not on guard at all.
A thought flashed through her mind like lightning.
Shen Xingwan's eyes were filled with tears and determination!
She held her breath, suppressed her trembling, and took advantage of the moment when Wei Zilin was concentrating on staring at Yan Jinghuan to suddenly jump up!
The slender fingers snatched Wei Zilin's dagger like lightning!
Wei Zilin was shocked, but it was too late.
With a sharp "swish" sound, the dagger was extremely sharp and slashed across Wei Zilin's pale and slender neck without hesitation!
Blood gushed out instantly!
Wei Zilin stood there in a daze, his pupils contracting violently, not daring to believe all this.
He slowly lowered his head and saw the warm and sticky blood between his fingers. A chill ran through his heart.
"Night...night..."
He murmured, his voice broken and hoarse, his eyes full of disbelief and extreme despair.
He reached out, wanting to pull her, to pull her close to him like he had done in the past.
Shen Xingwan ruthlessly shook off his hand, dropped the dagger, and ran towards Yan Jinghuan without looking back.
Wei Zilin's body swayed and he lost his support.
He staggered, as if he wanted to chase again, but after a few steps he fell to his knees with a thud, his knees hitting the ground with a dull thud.
A large amount of blood gushed out from his neck, flowing on the bluestone ground, forming a strange and desolate bloodstain.
He looked up and saw Shen Xingwan throw herself into Yan Jinghuan's arms in despair.
She cried heart-wrenchingly, hugged the blood-covered man tightly, and trembled as she blocked all the murderous intent for him.
For him, she even gave up her own life.
The last glimmer of light in Wei Zilin's eyes gradually faded.
His lips trembled, as if he wanted to call her name, but in the end, he couldn't say anything.
He just whimpered, slowly fell into a pool of blood, drew two strokes in the air with his fingers, and could no longer move.
Those eyes stared at Shen Xingwan's back until his death, full of unwillingness.
The air was silent for a moment.
Then, a furious roar exploded!
“Kill them!!”
Wei Zilin's death completely enraged the ambushers. Dozens of them, with red eyes and swords raised, rushed towards Shen Xingwan and Yan Jinghuan like crazy!
The rage and murderous intent mixed together as if to devour the entire world!
Shen Xingwan screamed, closed her eyes and stood in front of Yan Jinghuan, trying desperately to block the murderous intent.
Yan Jinghuan suddenly grabbed her slender waist and held her in his arms.
He was covered in blood, but his eyes were still firm and sharp.
He suddenly shouted loudly, his voice shaking the surroundings: "Wei Zilin is dead! If you continue to resist, you will destroy yourself!"
The soldiers were stunned and their momentum stagnated slightly.
Yan Jinghuan hugged Shen Xingwan tightly in his arms, his voice cold but clear: "You were deceived by Wei Zilin and forced to commit crimes. If you lay down your weapons and surrender, I will forgive you for your past!"
"Those who disobey orders will be killed without mercy!"
Just a few short numbers, every word is like thunder and lightning!
The soldiers who rushed forward hesitated.
Everyone looked at the bloody corpse on the ground, their hearts shaken.
Wei Zilin is really dead.
The tide has turned...
If we resist stubbornly, we will only die in vain.
Finally, someone gritted his teeth and took the lead in throwing away the long knife in his hand!
The weapon fell to the ground with a crisp "clang" sound.
Then, the second person, and the third person!
Weapons fell to the ground one by one, making clanging sounds.
In a flash, all the soldiers in the corridor knelt on the ground and surrendered.
The bloody massacre seemed to be swallowed up by this moment of surrender, and only the sound of heavy breathing remained in the turbid air.
Shen Xingwan lay in Yan Jinghuan's arms, crying until she was barely breathing.
Yan Jinghuan stroked her hair gently, hugged her tightly, his Adam's apple rolling, but he couldn't utter a word.
At this moment, it seemed as if they were the only two people left in the world.
After surviving the disaster, the emotions in their hearts were beyond words and grew wildly in each other's hearts.
Yan Jinghuan gently stroked her back, soothing her trembling body again and again.
"It's okay, don't be afraid, I'm here..."
Shen Xingwan raised her head with tearful eyes, her voice choked with sobs and she could hardly speak. She could only hug him tightly and nodded.
Yan Jinghuan gazed at her deeply, bent down and gently kissed her forehead, like a vow, gently sealing this disaster.
The death squad on the side has stabilized the situation and confiscated all weapons.
A personal soldier stepped forward quickly, knelt on one knee, and reported urgently: "Your Highness, General Shen has put down the rebellion, Princess Guang'an and Concubine De have also stabilized the harem, and reinforcements will arrive soon!"
Yan Jinghuan nodded slightly, his eyes swept sharply, and his voice was like a bell:
"Seal off the secret passage and eradicate the roots!"
"yes!"
The soldiers responded in unison and took quick action, executing those who refused to surrender on the spot, clearing out the secret passages, and completely eradicating the remnants.
The bloody and murderous atmosphere still permeated the air, but at this moment, Yan Jinghuan's power finally overwhelmed everything.
Shen Xingwan lay in Yan Jinghuan's arms, feeling his strong heartbeat, her nose filled with the smell of his blood and sweat, but she had never felt so at ease.
They finally won this fierce battle.
Wei Zilin fell in a pool of blood. The crazy young man in the past eventually became a victim on the road to succession.
Shen Xingwan lay in Yan Jinghuan's arms, without a trace of pity in her eyes.
This is the path he chose.
If you insist on going against heaven's will, then you must be prepared to be punished by heaven.
After everything was settled, Yan Jinghuan gently took Shen Xingwan's hand and said, "Let's go home."
He bent down, picked her up by her knees and carried her horizontally, walked through the blood-stains on the ground, and stepped out of this murderous purgatory.
When we walked out of the corridor, the sky was slightly bright, the dark night was finally over, and golden dawn appeared in the sky.
The morning light penetrated the rolling dark clouds, illuminating the dilapidated palace walls, and a touch of golden light fell, scattering on the fingertips of the two people holding each other.
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