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A girl covered in blood.

The girl's black hair was disheveled, her face was covered in blood, she was breathing heavily, her crippled left arm hung limply, and drops of blood slid down her left fingertips...

In her bloodied and mangled hands, she clutched a dagger and a set of keys to a stone prison—keys that could save over a hundred lives of the Murong family.

A sudden, scalding tear glistened in Hua Chen's clear, lake-like eyes. He rose from the stone ground, rushed to the stone fence, and cried out in a broken voice:

"Sister Xiaoci—"

Everyone at Murong Manor was stunned.

The girl covered in blood who stormed into the dungeon was Murong Ci, the pale, stubborn girl they had all scorned and mocked so many years ago—

She is Liu Susu's daughter!

Murong Ci!

****** ******

The night was already deep.

Outside the stone cell where Murong Yin was imprisoned, a muffled sound suddenly came, as if someone had collapsed to the ground. This was followed by hurried footsteps, the clanking of chains, and someone opening the cell door.

A cold wind rushed in through the open cell door...

Lotus, dressed in white, strode in. She held a silver whip in one hand, carried the Murong family's Xuanbing Bow on her back, her lips were tinged with a faint blood, and her eyes were as bright as swords.

The first thing she saw was Murong Yin leaning against the stone wall.

The prison cell was deathly silent and damp.

With a blurred consciousness, Murong Yin leaned against the stone wall, his face pale and his breathing weak. His bright yellow clothes were stained with blood, and his hands were also covered in blood. His legs were crippled, and he would never be able to stand up and take another step in his life.

A dazed look filled Lianhua's eyes, and the soft whip slipped from her fingers. Suddenly, a suffocating pain surged through her chest...

In the dark dungeon.

Lotus gently bent down and reached out to touch his thin cheek. Beneath her fingers was his skin, cold and pale, devoid of any warmth.

Countless voices seemed to be howling in her ears. Looking at the unconscious man, Lotus trembled silently all over, as if countless boulders were rushing towards her.

"Murong Yin, I've come to save you!"

It was like a dream.

Suddenly, a pair of tearful eyes appeared in my hazy and bewildered vision.

Murong Yin, in a state of semi-consciousness, had a stiff mind and his eyes were only slightly open. He vaguely looked at those tearful eyes, but they were a face he knew all too well. His dry, cracked lips, stained with blood, trembled with difficulty, and he managed to utter two weak words.

"……lotus……"

A sudden, sharp pain shot through my chest.

That name, like a thin needle, pierced deep into his heart and lungs; every time he thought of it, it was an excruciating pain, like having his bones scraped.

He no longer had the strength to see anything more clearly.

With a slight loosening of his fingers, Murong Yin once again sank into a hazy, dark world. In that cold world, the excruciating pain in his body would no longer torment him so intensely, as if he were already dead.

But the moment he fainted again, Lianhua struggled to lift him up.

With all her might, she carried the weak and powerless man on her back, picked up the soft whip from the ground, and laboriously and slowly walked towards the prison door.

His weight pressed down on her, making her breathless with every step.

In front of Ye Chuhan, she could not show the slightest reluctance towards Murong Yin, because she knew that as long as she showed the slightest affection for Murong Yin, Ye Chuhan would kill him without hesitation!

She wouldn't let him die, she wouldn't let him die at the Tianshan Snow Gate!

She wanted him to live; she had made that decision the moment the Tianshan Snow Clan attacked Murong Manor.

No matter the cost, even if it means her immediate death, she wants the man she's been carrying on her shoulders to live!

The dungeon is empty.

The sky darkened and the wind and clouds surged in an instant, as if a great storm was about to descend. This night for the Tianshan Snow Gate was destined to be filled with murderous intent and drastic changes!

****** *****

The secret passage was very dark and very long.

In the pitch-black passage, hurried, frantic footsteps echoed continuously. The air seemed to grow thinner, and the people's breathing became more rapid. Death was a constant threat to them.

Because the area around the Tianshan Snow Gate was guarded by Tianshan Snow Gate disciples, it was impossible to get out easily. Therefore, Murong Ci led the Murong family members who had escaped from the dungeon through the secret passage.

This secret passage leads directly to a safe village at the foot of Xuemen Mountain. By passing through this passage, one can escape the sphere of influence of the Tianshan Xuemen.

Zhan Yu told her so clearly the moment he turned to leave.

The moment he sheathed his sword, he spared her life, and also spared the lives of the Murong family.

Murong Ci walked at the very front.

Her body was swaying, and blood was flowing from her left hand. Only her eyes shone brightly like lightning, supporting her last bit of willpower, allowing her to lead all the members of the Murong family out...

She can still hold on.

She stumbled and almost fell, but a hand reached out from the shadows and supported her slender body.