Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Jin Zhizhi felt sad when he thought of the countless deaths of his family members and the fact that even more of his family members would die, including all of his family members.    

"Wuu..." Jin Zhi lowered his head and cried.    

She thought she was very strong, but seeing her clansmen die one by one in front of her, watching her enemies flaunt their power outside, and she herself being unable to help at all, that feeling of powerlessness made her collapse.    

She was the princess of the Golden Mysterious Macaque tribe. She could not shed tears in front of others or show her weakness. Therefore, even if she felt sad, she could only find a place to hide and cry secretly.    

"Jin Zhizhi." At this moment, she heard someone call her name affectionately. That voice was very familiar.    

She often dreamed of hearing it, but she had heard it no less than a hundred times.    

Jin Zhizhi raised his head, and sparkling tears welled up in his eyes. When she saw the concerned expression on the man's face, she couldn't help but burst into tears. "Qin Ming..."    

Seeing Jin Zhizhi so sad, Qin Ming took a step forward and hugged her. He gently patted her on the back and comforted her, "I'm back. It's fine now... I'm fine now."    

Feeling the warmth in Qin Ming's arms and listening to the caring words beside his ear, Jin Zhizhi reacted.    

She wasn't dreaming. The Qin Ming in front of her was real.    

"Qin Ming." Jin Zhizhi raised his head to look at Qin Ming and said in surprise, "You came out of the Lingyun Cave?"    

"En!" Qin Ming nodded his head heavily and apologized. "We agreed to come out of the Lingyun Cave in three months. I didn't expect it to be more difficult than I thought. It has been more than eight years."    

"You have suffered all these years."    

Jin Zhizhi, who was here, finally realized that Qin Ming had really come out of the Lingyun Cave. She was not dreaming.    

At this moment, Jin Zhizhi vented all his grievances. Tears kept flowing out of his eyes.    

...    

In the conference room, Jin Feiyun and Jin Junyuan were sitting quietly. Their expressions were extremely ugly and their eyebrows were knitted together.    

Even the black hair on Jin Junyuan's head turned white in a short period of time.    

Jin Zhian saw this and quickly comforted his father. "Father, don't worry. Things might turn for the better."    

"Our Jin Xuan Macaque race has been passed down since the ancient times. We won't be destroyed so easily."    

Although he was comforting Jin Junyuan, he didn't even believe these words. The more he spoke, the less confidence he had.    

In the past, he was not a match for the combined forces of the three ancient races. Now, the other party was even stronger.    

And on his side, the two peerless experts were also seriously injured.    

Let alone how long they could last, they probably wouldn't be able to persist in the battle five days later.    

Now, the situation of the Golden Mysterious Macaque had reached a dead end. There was no way they could drag it on, let alone the turn of events.    

"Sigh..." Jin Junyuan shook his head when he saw that his son was concerned about him. Finally, he let out a long sigh and said, "We lost. The Golden Mysterious Macaque has already lost."    

"Since we have lost, we have to accept the reality."    

"Zhi An, in five days, your Grandpa Yun and I will block the enemy's attack. You will escape from the family as quickly as possible."    

"If you can escape, you will be counted as one. You must leave a seed of fire for the Golden Mysterious Macaque Clan!"    

He had already given up.