Soon she came to Lingyun Cave and sat in the stone pavilion outside.

Thinking of countless people dying, thinking that more members of the family will die, even all members of the whole family will not be spared, Jin Zhizhi feels sad from his heart.

"Woo..." Jin Zhizhi lowered his head and began to cry.

She thought she was strong, but seeing her clansman die in front of her, watching the enemy show off their power outside, but she couldn't help at all, the feeling of powerlessness made people collapse.

She is the princess of the Jinxuan macaque clan, she cannot cry in front of others, nor can she show her weak side, so even if she feels sad, she can only find a place to hide and cry secretly by herself.

"Jin Zhizhi." At this moment, she heard someone call her name kindly, the voice was so familiar.

She often hears it in her dreams and has listened to it no less than a hundred times.

Jin Zhizhi raised her head, with crystal tears rolling in her eyes, seeing the caring expression on the man in front of her, she couldn't help it anymore, and burst into tears: "Qin Ming..."

Seeing Jin Zhizhi's sadness, Qin Ming took a step forward to hug her, patted her on the back lightly, and comforted her: "I'm back, I'm fine...it's fine."

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

She is not dreaming, the Qin Ming in front of her is real.

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

"Yeah!" Qin Ming nodded heavily and apologized, "It was agreed to come out of Lingyun Cave in three months, but I didn't expect Lingyun Cave to be more difficult than I imagined. It has been more than eight years now."

"You have been wronged all these years."

Jin Zhizhi here fully realized that Qin Ming really came out of Lingyun Cave, she was not dreaming.

At this moment, Jin Zhizhi vented all his grievances, and the tears in his eyes couldn't stop streaming down.

...

In the meeting hall, Jin Feiyun and Jin Junyuan sat quietly, the expressions on their faces were extremely ugly, and their eyebrows were already wrinkled together.

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

Seeing this scene, Jin Zhian quickly comforted his father: "Father, don't worry, things may turn around."

"Our Jinxuan macaque family has been passed down from ancient times to the present, and it will not be destroyed so easily."

Although he was comforting Jin Junyuan, he didn't even believe these words, and the more he said, the more confident he became.

In the past, it was not the opponent of the three ancient races united together, but now the strength of the opponent is stronger.

On his side, two peerless powerhouses were seriously injured.

Not to mention how long they lasted, it is estimated that they would not be able to persist in the battle five days later.

Now the situation of the Jinxuan macaque family has reached a desperate situation, and there is no way to drag it on, let alone usher in a turning point.

"Alas..." Seeing his son who cared about him, Jin Junyuan shook his head, and finally heaved a long sigh: "We lost, our Jinxuan macaque clan has already lost."

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

"Zhi'an, after five days, you and I, Grandpa Yun, will block the enemy's attack, and you will escape from the family as quickly as possible."

"If you can run one by one, you must leave a kindling for the Jinxuan Macaque Clan!"

He has given up.