Long live the best

A trace of pity flashed in her starry eyes, she missed Qin Yun very much.

"I've heard about the Tibetan Flower Evil Monk. This person is well-versed in both the Western Regions and the Central Plains. If you want to rectify the Buddhist forces behind him, I can help you."

Qin Yun shook his head and sat on the chair: "I will deal with this matter, so I won't burden you anymore."

"You are too tired, and my heart aches."

Murong Shunhua's pretty face was cold, but her heart was warm. After many days of training the low-level Jin Yiwei, her voice was almost hoarse.

Hearing this sentence, there is no complaint.

"I'm looking for you this time because I brought you some people." Qin Yun said with a smile.

"Human?" Murong Shunhua's beautiful eyes flashed, and he looked outside the house.

"Some of them are the heroes recruited by the Hero Pavilion. Most of them come from the bottom of the rivers and lakes. They have passed the competition and can join Jinyiwei."

Murong Shunhua pointed to the outside: "Then what about this person? He is dressed in brocade clothes, white and tender, with a somewhat haughty expression on his face. He looks like a certain young master."

She frowned and looked at Qin Yun, and snorted dissatisfiedly: "Don't you think you will dump the disobedient noble son of the royal family to me to train? I am a dignified invitation to the Moon Palace to teach, not your royal family's steward!"

She made no secret of her dislike for nobles, Qin Yun was just an exception.

Qin Yun smiled wryly, her eyesight was really accurate, she could guess it at a glance.

"This man is extremely stubborn. If it wasn't for his father, I would have chopped off his head."

"But changing and cultivating him is more valuable than killing him."

Murong Shunhua snorted softly, and a trace of dissatisfaction appeared on the fox's face: "My mouth is full of value. For you, the emperor, do I have value in your heart?"

"If I don't have martial arts, and I'm not the head teacher, you don't even bother to come out of the palace to take a look at me?"

Qin Yun didn't care about her doubts. It's normal for a woman, especially a woman in love, to worry.

"You are priceless in my heart."

Murong Shunhua's face was stiff as a fox, but her heart was already relaxed. What she wanted was just such a sentence.

Qin Yun's gaze rested on her black hair, tied with the jade hairpin he gave, which complemented each other perfectly, with an ancient beauty, like a fox fairy walking out of a picture scroll.

"It's so beautiful, didn't you break it last time? Why did you put it on again?" Qin Yun teased with a smile on his face.

Murong Shunhua raised his sword, his beautiful eyes widened, and he gave him a glare.

Then he walked out of the small building and came in front of the 13 people.

Qi Ling, including the "uncut jade" recruited by the Twelve Heroes Pavilion.

Because of Qin Yun's presence, Qi Ling was very honest, but he still couldn't help but take a sneak peek at Murong Shunhua, he was shocked on the spot, and acted like he was in a daze!

So beautiful!

No matter the temperament or figure is perfect!

Especially that face, which is otherworldly, and has the smell of a fox fairy!

"Snapped!"

Murong Shunhua slapped him abruptly, without mercy!

boom!

Qi Ling flew out, hit the ground hard, screamed, and there was a trace of primitive resentment on his face!

He was about to curse, but when he saw Qin Yun, he stopped.

When the King of Zhenbei left, he was warned sternly, listen to His Majesty, otherwise he will kill himself!

After what happened last time, his liver and gallbladder were already broken, and now he was afraid of being held accountable when he saw Qin Yun.

"Hmph, your eyes are wrong!"

"From now on, you will wash all their clothes and socks!"

"One meal a day, run three hills with heavy loads, and be lazy once, this head teacher will smash your face!"

Murong Shunhua rushed to Qi Ling and said coldly, without a trace of warmth in his voice.

Qi Ling was directly confused, what do you mean? !

He looked at Qin Yun sharply: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty? Don't you care? I really know my mistake, and I won't do it again in the future!"

Qin Yun's face was cold, and he said lightly: "Listen to her, otherwise I will let your father come to the imperial capital from Beimo and take care of you personally."

Geek!

Qi Ling's face was pale, and he instantly understood, did his father make an agreement with His Majesty to throw him into purgatory?

He was limp all over, tears streaming down his face.

"Father, help me! Help me!"

"You can't do this. I don't want to do laundry for these big bosses. How can I be a man like this?"

"Your Majesty, you are humiliating me like this. Aren't you afraid that my father will be angry?"

He yelled in panic and uttered wild words again.

Murong Shunhua frowned, if she doesn't respect Qin Yun, she will be unhappy!

"Twelve of you, hit me, as long as you don't die."

"Whoever dares to release water will end up with him!"

Murong Shunhua ordered coldly, although she is a daughter, she has an irresistible vigor!

The 12 people looked at each other and saw that His Majesty did not object.

Moving his steps, he slowly approached Qi Ling.

Then, the screams like killing a pig came out.

Qin Yun put his arms around Murong Shunhua's fragrant shoulders, and said with a smile: "I will rest assured if I leave it to you."

"Take your hands away!" She looked back, with a natural indifference in her heroic demeanor.

But not angry!