A group of wolf-like guards pinned the respected Master Yi Jian to the ground without mercy.

Lan Cai'er didn't struggle, her delicate body that was once as passionate as fire seemed to have turned into a lifeless zombie in an instant.

A moment ago, Lan Cai'er was still constructing a beautiful blueprint of being with Zhao Yuan in her mind, but in just a few breaths, Zhao Yuan shattered all her dreams and future, and her head was pressed into the soil.

Lan Caier stared blankly at the dark sky. She heard the sound of horse hooves, the shouts of killing, and the screams...

King Zuo Xian's camp suddenly fell into a sea of ​​fire without warning.

Countless tents caught fire at the same time, and soldiers were running back and forth around the lake to fetch water to put out the fire. The entire camp was in chaos.

This is a trap.

A perfect trap.

And Lan Cai'er, the master of Yijian, is just a tool to be used. All the sweet words and tenderness are all lies.

Time seemed to have stood still.

There is no greater sorrow than the death of one's heart.

Lan Cai'er slowly closed her eyes, and two lines of clear tears flowed out of her eyes. The tears rolled down in the grass and on the grassland...

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Chapter completed!