At this critical moment, He Jin's body was bursting with incredible potential. He kept waving the sword in his hand, and his strength seemed to be endless. However, it was because of this that he managed to make a way out of the crowd, escape from the Garden Palace, and run toward the North Palace. He knew very well that as long as he left the North Palace, he would still have a chance to live.
He Jin, covered in blood, rushed all the way to the green trivial gate. At the same time, he vaguely heard the noise of people coming from the other side of the palace wall, and one of the familiar voices was particularly loud.
"First help, first help! First help!" It was clearly Yuan Shao's voice. How could he see the hope of living? The continuous strength on his body had dissipated. He stood er
