Others are fleeing famine, but I am a salted fish

The worst thing was her hands. In the previous battle with the two men, they had been burned by the raging water and fire, leaving their skin charred and flesh rotten. Every inch of her skin looked as if it had been viciously gnawed by the devil, revealing the white bones barely connected under the broken muscles. It was a horrible sight.

However, it was this pair of almost unconscious hands that tightly grasped the dagger tied to the arm. Under the reflection of blood and fire, the dagger flashed with a cold and resolute light.

There was no way. The nerves in her hands had been completely burned out. Now her hands were numb and she could not feel any pain. She could not hold the knife at all. She could only take advantage of the time when everyone in front of her was distracted by Old Lady Lin, tear off the fluttering cloth strips on her body with her mouth, and forcibly tie the short knife she took out from the space to her hands.

However, the sleeve arrows tied to her hands were her last weapons, but now they had all been shot into the air. Apart from the daggers tied to her hands, she could no longer hold any other weapons.

Lin Xiaoyue gritted her teeth and could only charge into the last group of more than ten people. When she landed, she kicked away a guard who was blocking her. Then, with lightning speed, she quickly extended her short knife and cut off the head of a guard who had no time to react. With her other hand, she swung the third guard fiercely, as if he had been hit by a huge force of a thousand pounds. He screamed and flew out, and hit his head heavily on a big rock. His whole head was immediately covered with a large piece of red and white stuff like exploding ketchup.

Seeing Lin Xiaoyue approaching him step by step without blinking, the Third Prince was really scared.

Not only the Third Prince, but even the soldiers around him were frightened.

However, he was trained after all, and after a moment of shock he quickly reacted, rushing forward with a knife in hand to fight him.

Lin Xiaoyue was merciless to these soldiers who risked their lives to protect the Third Prince, and she beheaded them one by one. This unique method of killing zombies had long been deeply engraved in her soul. Even though she could clearly feel that she was running out of energy, she still killed them instinctively.

Damn the third prince!

He was a huge disaster to her, the people, and the country, so she had no intention of sparing his life.

Lin Xiaoyue's figure was like a decisive lightning in the chaos. She didn't care about her own injuries at all. Her eyes were burning with anger and fearlessness. It was a determination that she would never retreat even in the face of death.

The Third Prince and others were so frightened by Lin Xiaoyue's decisive and murderous aura that their hair stood on end. Every collision of weapons brought out a string of dazzling sparks, the flashes of swords and shadows of sabers intertwined, and blood splattered on the walls and the ground, like a tragic picture.

As Lin Xiaoyue gradually approached, the bodyguards rushed forward, their strong arms like iron clamps, tightly holding Lin Xiaoyue's body, trying to slow down her progress.

Lin Xiaoyue struggled desperately, but the previous battle with the psychic had consumed too much of her energy, and the severe injuries on her body also made her feel dizzy. Now her mind was blank, and she only relied on the strength she had in her heart to fight a life-and-death battle with the Third Prince's followers in the shortest time possible.

Just as the battle became more intense, a personal soldier rushed out from the side, raised his sword and chopped down hard at Lin Xiaoyue's arm.

"don't want--"

"stop--"

"what--"

Amid the panicked and terrified screams of Old Man Lin, Old Master Lin and Qingliu, one of Lin Xiaoyue's arms was chopped off, and blood spurted out like a fountain, staining the ground around her red.

The three men were held tightly by the personal soldiers who were guarding them. Their eyes were full of fear and despair. Their weak resistance seemed so pale and powerless in front of the strong kidnappers.

Seeing his granddaughter being severely injured, the muscles on his wrinkled face trembled, and his eyes instantly became red. He didn't know where the strength came from, but he suddenly opened his mouth and bit the thigh of the personal soldier who was holding him hostage.

The man was obviously concentrating on the battle with Lin Xiaoyue. He was careless for a moment and was bitten off by Old Man Lin, who had almost no power to resist.

It was not until the bodyguard let out a heart-wrenching howl, fell to the ground covering his lower body, and curled up like a shrimp that nearby bodyguards and Old Man Lin and others noticed the sudden change.

"That's my granddaughter. If you dare to hurt her, I will fight you!" Old Master Lin roared with his bloodshot mouth bared. His voice was filled with endless regret and anger.

In his life, he had never loved his granddaughter properly, and he had never even looked at her straight in the eye. But now, in order to save them, his granddaughter had suffered such a terrible injury.

At this moment, the guilt in his heart and the love for his granddaughter erupted like a volcano. Even if he was injured and died, he would use up his last bit of strength and fight to the death with his personal soldiers.

Old Master Lin's behavior completely angered the soldiers guarding him. The soldier who was holding Old Man Lin and Qing Liu hostage raised his knife without thinking and slashed at Old Master Lin's neck.

Under the knife, Mr. Lin's body slowly fell down, and blood flowed on the ground into a sad river.

Before he died, he still opened his eyes wide and looked at his granddaughter who was surrounded by a group of personal soldiers. A stream of blood and tears slid down his cloudy eyes. The word "I'm sorry" was stuck in his throat and he never had the chance to say it out loud...

Qingliu was splattered with Grandpa Lin's blood in the face and was so frightened that he subconsciously wanted to run away.

But the bodyguards would never let her go. Almost at the same time as she turned around, several knives slashed at her at the same time.

In an instant, Qingliu fell in a pool of blood without even having time to utter a wail.

Lin Xiaoyue, who was fighting here, also heard Grandpa Lin's last words of compassion before his death. When she saw Grandpa Lin and Qingliu being killed, a trace of sadness flashed through her heart.

However, that trace of sadness was fleeting. After all, not to mention her own situation, she was not in a good condition at the moment. She continued to fight the guards on the opposite side with her only remaining arm, and blood was gushing out from the broken arm. The harder she fought with the enemy in front of her, the more blood gushed out of the wound.

The other party must have noticed her increasingly paler complexion and the fact that the dagger on her other arm was soaked in blood, with heavy drops of blood splashing out with every swing, so he decided to "drag her to death".

At this time, Father Lin finally found an opportunity, and suddenly jumped up from the ground, pouncing on the Third Prince like a cheetah. He used all his strength to hug the Third Prince tightly, and in his horrified eyes, the two of them fell towards the blazing sea of ​​fire below.

The sea of ​​fire, which contained the last of the supernatural power, opened its bloody mouth, roared with its fangs and claws, and swallowed the two of them in an instant. The Third Prince's shrill screams only lasted for three breaths before he was completely swallowed up by the raging fire...

Old Man Lin used his own life to buy a glimmer of hope for his child, but he left no words behind and was completely annihilated in the doomsday-like orange-red, leaving Lin Xiaoyue with a sharp pain in her heart. Without her knowing, her face was already covered with traces of tears.