Gu Shuo held her in his arms for only two steps when he suddenly stopped. He watched the little hand on his arm slip away, and his whole body was shaking.
Qian Fanji's gaze fell on her drooping little hand, his steps were unsteady, and his eyes were red.
"Little girl, wake up, wake up." Zhan Chi stepped forward, but he didn't dare to raise his hand to check her breath.
"What's wrong? What happened to the little girl?" Zhan Yi ran over covered in mud.
Zhan Chi burst into tears instantly: "Dad... Dad, please take a look, please take a look at her."
Zhan Yi took two steps at a time and came to his side. Just one glance and he almost fainted from suffocation: "This... this..."
"Dad, show her quickly, hurry up."
Zhan Yi's old eyes suddenly turned red, and his trembling fingers touched her pulse. His whole body trembled again, his steps were unsteady, and he shook his head slightly.
Zhan Chi was stunned for a few seconds, staring blankly at the person in Gu Shuo's arms, shaking his head and muttering, "Impossible, absolutely impossible."
Gu Shuo hugged her gradually cold body tightly. It hurt, and he felt like he was suffocating.
Sang Zhi walked over step by step, his heart about to break: "Ye Qianning, you...you wake up..."
"Get out of here." Zhan Chi pushed the man away.
Sang Zhi fell to the ground and choked, then quickly got up again: "Ye Qianning, Ye Qianning..."
"Get out of here, it's all because of you, it's all because of you..." Zhan Chi grabbed Sang Zhi's collar and pulled him up, his eyes bloodshot.
"It's all because of me...it's all because of me..." Sang Zhi's gaze was fixed on Ye Qianning's pale face. He closed his eyes tightly, without a trace of life...
Qian Fanji was trembling all over, his fingers were clearly knuckles, and he drew his sword and stabbed at Yuan Yintang: "Go to hell!"
Yuan Yintang was still shooting arrows. The arrow he shot was dodged. Who shot the other arrow?
Do you want the Eighth Prince to die here?
However, before he could figure it out, a cold murderous aura swept over him.
He turned his feet, quickly pulled out a sharp arrow from behind, opened the bow and shot it out.
Qian Fanji moved sideways, his sword energy was strong.
Yuan Yintang's eyes darkened, and he jumped back hastily: "Stop him."
The soldiers aimed their bows and arrows at Qian Fanji.
"Stop it." Sang Yan rushed over.
The soldiers put down their bows and arrows when they heard the order, but Qian Fanji seemed to be possessed, with bloodshot eyes. He jumped over here, swung his sword, and carried a killing aura.
The soldier put down his bow and arrow one second and slashed his throat with a sword the next.
Seeing this, the soldiers dared not stop and shot arrows at Qian Fanji again.
Sang Yan had never seen Qian Fanji so crazy and murderous before, and was horrified: "Qian Fanji, stop it now."
Qianfan Jisha's eyes were red and he could not hear anything. He only knew that his daughter died at the hands of this group of people, at the hands of the Beili army.
He wants all of them to die, all of them.
"Qian Fanji, did you hear that? Stop immediately. Killing soldiers from the Grand Council Camp is a serious crime." Sang Yan looked impatient.
Qian Fu came later and was also startled when he saw this scene: "Fan Ji, you..."
"ah……"
Before Qianfu could finish his words, a shrill and angry voice exploded in his ears.
He looked up and saw Zhan Chi sitting on the ground screaming, and Gu Shuo with a look of despair... His eyes fell on his arms, and his soul trembled.
A bone-chilling coldness swept through the whole body. The little kid's arms drooped, and his body was covered in blood...
His granddaughter, his granddaughter—gone—
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