The First Tyrant of Daxia

After half a stick of incense.

The sound of dripping water echoed in the cave.

A female emperor, all her clothes were lost.

Wang Min's whole body was red and hot, but she finally regained consciousness and looked at the mess and the unconscious Qin Yun.

A complex and astonished look flashed across her eyes, and she was stunned for a long time.

Suddenly, she raised her jade hand, revealing a hint of murderous intent, but she bit her lips and struggled for a long time, and finally did not bring herself to do it.

This absurd intimacy made her even more hesitant!

At this time.

The sound of hurried footsteps was heard outside the cave. This was the back mountain of the Empress' Palace, and below was a hundred-foot cliff.

"Wang Min!"

"Do you think you can escape?"

"Come out, and I can still give you some dignity. Otherwise, if we find you, your dignity as a female emperor will be completely lost!!"

The angry voice came from that group of Turkic killers.

They pursued it relentlessly and finally found this place.

Inside the cave, a trace of terrifying murderous intent flashed across Wang Min's peach blossom eyes, but then he spat out a mouthful of black blood!

puff!

She was poisoned.

Moreover, Peng Dao was seriously injured when he fought with Old Feng, and there was an arrow wound on his jade back left by Qin Yun.

Her delicate body swayed in agony, and her charming face turned almost pale.

The redness just now was just an illusion caused by the aphrodisiac.

He endured the pain, quickly put on his clothes, and looked at Qin Yun with complicated eyes.

"Qin Yun, I never thought that I would really become your woman. What a twist of fate, what a twist of fate..."

She gritted her teeth and struggled, "I'm going to die in the hands of the Turks anyway, so saving your life is a favor."

"But I am not bowing to you, nor am I admitting defeat!"

"Even if I become a ghost, I will still haunt you! I will never let you rest in peace!"

Her beautiful eyes were burning with paranoia, and she gnashed her teeth, as if she wanted to kill Qin Yun, but she quickly rushed out of the cave with her sword in hand.

If we don't get out now, the Turks will find this place.

We will all die then.

How could her nemesis, her only nightmare, the man with whom she had physical affection, die at the hands of a group of Turkic villains?

The sounds outside the cave can be heard clearly here.

There were bursts of screams, accompanied by the sound of weapons clashing.

Wang Min, with his dying body, fought against many Turkic killers!

Under normal circumstances, this should have been a one-sided massacre, but today, Wang Min became the one who was pushed down by everyone.

He had been seriously injured many times and was no longer able to bear the burden.

The fight lasted for a long time.

Qin Yun also woke up slowly, the side effects of the fog made his head split.

Everything he saw made him slightly stunned. Where was this?

Cave, practice room?

"Where are the Turks? Where is Wang Min?" His expression changed drastically, and he stood up suddenly, but found that he was not wearing any clothes!

He suddenly froze on the stone bed, staring blankly at the scarlet blood on the sable fur. There was not much, but it was very conspicuous.

When he was unconscious, he seemed to hear Wang Min's breathing.

His face turned stiff!

Could it be that the Turks drugged me and Wang Min... ?

Da da da!

The sound of the troops' trampling was like thunder.

Qin Yun was very sure that it was the sound of the army. He didn't have time to think about it. He wanted to figure everything out, so he put on his clothes and rushed out frantically.

The cave is very hidden, just on the side of the mountain behind the Empress' Palace.

Standing here, it seems as if you can pick the stars and the moon with your bare hands.

A few dead trees sprouted green buds in the cold wind.

The ground was covered with corpses.

They were all the corpses of the Turkic killers, who died in extremely cruel ways, with blood and flesh all over them, making people sick.

"Where is the Emperor of Daxia?!" asked the leader of the Turkic killers, a bearded old man hoarsely.

The people behind him looked fierce.

Hearing the sound, Qin Yun looked over.

Wang Min was covered in blood and was forced to the edge of the cliff. He had countless wounds and could no longer stand up straight.

All the nine-dragon gold hairpins she was wearing were gone, but she was still holding one in her hand as a weapon, which was dripping with blood. No one knew whether it was her own or that of the Turks.

A gust of wind blew, revealing her beautiful face, her red robe fluttering, and her hair like a waterfall, making it hard to forget.

The beauty's demise is so sad and beautiful.

She did not answer, but looked towards the direction of the cave exit as if she had noticed something, and happened to meet Qin Yun's eyes.

She seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and crying but not crying.

Her beautiful peach blossom eyes have her own unique paranoia and complexity.

Just one glance and Qin Yun's heart trembled!

What a radical woman this is!

Why didn't she kill herself just now?

Sudden.

She leaned back and opened her arms, very decisively.

She even used her red lips to shape a sentence to Qin Yun: "Even if you die, I will not let you go!"

Then, she tapped her toes lightly and completely lost her balance, like a beautiful butterfly crashing into a hundred-foot cliff!

A red dress embellished the white clouds, and there was even a hint of a smile at the corner of her lips, which was incomprehensible, but so stunning!

In the strong wind.

Her long hair danced wildly and blood was spilled, it was tragic yet beautiful.

It's such a pity that such a beautiful woman died young!

The Turks looked at the bottom of the cliff.

"It's so high, this bitch is dead!"

"What a pity, the Queen of Xiliang, who is known as the most beautiful woman in the world, didn't get to taste it. Most likely, the Emperor of Daxia picked it first!"

rear.

Qin Yun, who witnessed everything, froze in place, watching her fall off the cliff, with something stuck in his throat, unable to speak.

If he had personally executed Wang Min a few hours ago, he would have been very happy.

but now……

He was more concerned about giving an explanation to the undead of Da Xia.

So many people died, Wang Min, you deserve to pay the price with your life.

But from his own perspective, the beauty of the cave made him no longer so happy, and he had an indescribable feeling.

It’s hard to say why, maybe it’s because I lost an opponent, or maybe it’s because of a brief favor that shouldn’t have happened just now.

Qin Yun didn't care about false reputation and never felt that he and Wang Min were husband and wife, including two years ago.

But in the cave, that plum blossom blood...

At this moment, the rumbling of iron hooves was getting closer and closer, raising frost and snow, and Xiao Jian led his army to arrive.

Feng Lao and Yue Nu took the lead and rushed forward madly.

At this moment, the white mist of the towering Empress Palace had been blown away, and the Turkic killer who had brewed the terrifying murderous intention had also dispelled the mist.

"not good!"

"The Daxia army is coming!"

"Retreat quickly!"

They turned around and ran into Qin Yun.

Suddenly, the leading killer old man laughed: "Hahaha!"

"You dog emperor, you actually came out on your own. No wonder that bitch came out of your palace and is protecting you!"

"catch him!"

"Force the Xia army to leave the city and enter the grassland. The Grand Guild will send someone to pick us up!"

The Turkic killer shouted, “Okay!”

Then they all rushed towards Qin Yun.

A terrifying murderous intent flashed in Qin Yun's eyes. These bastards were so bold!

Is he from the Yuangu faction?

His fists were clenched so hard that they made a thumping sound.

Wang Min is dead, and the Turkic Ashina Yuangu is the next one!

A close call!

Four arms grabbed Qin Yun simultaneously.

He didn't move, his eyes were cold, because he had already smelled the scent of Yue Nu.

Pfft!

The four arms were cut off by the thrown Juque the moment they touched Qin Yun, and blood splattered.

"what!!"

The Turks fell to the ground screaming, their veins exposed, their faces horrible, and the extreme pain made them roll over in an instant.

"Protect His Majesty!" Old Feng roared, his old face showing tension.

During this hour or so, even someone as powerful as him was panicked!

Swish swish!

Dozens of black shadows rushed to the top of the mountain and instantly protected Qin Yun. They breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that he was fine.

"Your Majesty, we are trapped by the fog and are late in coming to your rescue. Please forgive us!"

They all knelt down in unison, looking ashamed.

"Are you okay?" Yue Nu and others asked.

Qin Yun shook his head, his face cold: "It's okay."

Then he looked at the leader of the Turkish assassins, calmly and impressively: "Tell me, how do you want to die?"