They were smeared with blood, their bodies carrying an unknown number of lives taken.
But now, with their hands destroyed, they wished for death yet could not die.
When the explosion sounded, Qin Yize had already let go of Lin Qinghuan. He saw Gu Qiaoqiao and several girls lying on the ground.
This put his mind at ease.
Then, with a chilling focus, Qin Yize looked towards the meadow and quickly approached like a cheetah, pinning down a man in black, only to find that he had already died with a livid face and eyes wide open, clearly having taken poison.
Dark blood was oozing from the corner of his mouth.
It was only when Qin Yize saw another person in the meadow that he realized someone was lying there.
It was Zhan Yanxiang!
His white shirt was soaked red with blood.
His wide-open eyes refused to close in death.
He swiftly crouched down, shouting, "Zhan Yanxiang, Zhan Yanxiang..."
But there was no response from the other side.