The First Tyrant of Daxia

Everyone looked at the Persians seeking their own death with a chill of indifference.

Qin Yun thought to himself that he had never heard such a shameless request in his life, and his eyes suddenly released a fierce light: "Okay, then I will satisfy you!"

Snapped!

He slapped the Persian man with a very decisive slap, causing his cheek to become red and swollen, blood to spit out of his mouth, and he retreated with a scream.

"You bastard, you dare to hit me!!" He roared with resentment, and then rushed forward in rage, wanting revenge.

It was unknown when Mr. Feng appeared. He pressed the Persian's shoulder with one hand. There was a continuous cracking sound. The Persian's face quickly twisted, cold sweat broke out, and he began to squat down.

"no, do not want!"

"I am a Persian envoy. You are playing with fire!"

"Playing with fire?" Qin Yun shouted, "So what if you play with fire?!"

He kicked the Persian in the crotch with anger.

"what!!"

A scream pierced the sky. The Persian man was in so much pain that his eyes were red and his veins were exposed. He fainted from the pain. There was a fishy smell under his body, and he didn't know what had been kicked to pieces.

The onlookers cheered and shared the same hatred for the enemy.

At this time, the other Persians reacted and rushed forward angrily.

Miso miso miso! !

Chang Hong and other imperial guards immediately drew their swords.

The Persians froze suddenly, not daring to act rashly. They said in fear, "What do you want to do? We are Persian envoys, coming to see the Emperor of Daxia!"

"You dare to do this to us, aren't you afraid of being blamed by your emperor?"

clap clap clap!

Qin Yun rushed forward and slapped the Persian several times, making him dizzy and unable to say a word.

"Take them all away and throw them to death row. You dare to cause trouble in the imperial capital. You don't want to live anymore!" he shouted.

"Yes!" Chang Hong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, thinking that it was a good thing that His Majesty did not get angry and hold him accountable.

Sudden.

The boy who had been beaten to the point of vomiting blood rushed over with his face covered in dust and tears, and threw himself directly in front of Qin Yun.

The Jinyiwei was shocked and thought it was some kind of mutation.

All I could hear was the little boy crying, looking up and anxiously saying, "Sir, can you save my sister?"

"Several of them wanted to arrest my sister. In order to protect me, my sister stayed in the alley in front. Wuuwuwu!"

"They want to take my sister over!"

Hearing this, everyone was shocked!

The four words "raping a woman" are clearly written on the paper.

Qin Yun's eyes were filled with murderous intent as he fiercely glanced at the Persians. He saw their eyes flickering and some of them dodged, obviously feeling guilty.

The next moment, he rushed out. For some reason, Qin Yun's eyelids kept twitching!

Compared to beating people in the street, robbing a woman is obviously more infuriating. If you go a step later, the little boy's sister might be...

A large number of Jinyiwei and imperial guards also went with them, and for a moment, they moved at lightning speed.

When Qin Yun rushed to the alley, the sound he heard was infuriating.

"Hahaha, so juicy!"

"You still don't want to obey me? Be obedient. When this is over, I will take you back to Persia and let you enjoy eternal wealth and glory!"

"It's just that now you have to suffer for a little while."

"Hahaha!" A group of Persians let out a loud and shrill laugh, which was very unbearable.

Then, a woman's angry voice sounded: "Get out!"

"This is the imperial capital!"

"If the news gets out, someone will want your lives!"

Although it was a curse, it did not seem to have much power. Instead, it made the Persians even more excited. But hearing this, Qin Yun and everyone else were shocked!

Why does this voice sound so familiar? Clear, melodious, as if untainted by dust.

Suddenly, a look of horror appeared on Mr. Feng’s old face. Qingping Temple, Miss Li Youwei?

He, Chang Hong and others all felt their scalps tingling, and then looked at Qin Yun.

He had already rushed out, picked up a knife, and his eyes were visibly red. If Li Youwei was bullied, he would go crazy!

"stop!!"

The roar was like thunder, pouring into the alley.

Li Youwei was trapped in a corner, clutching her clothes tightly, tears streaming down her face. She thought she was in despair and could only save her reputation by dying.

But when she heard the voice at this moment, she looked up suddenly, her beautiful eyes excited, thinking it was an illusion.

"His Majesty!"

All the Persians paused and turned back in unison, apparently ignoring the word "Your Majesty".

"Humph!"

"How dare you meddle in other people's business and do ..." The young man led by the Persians rushed out, looked at Qin Yun viciously and was about to curse.

But the next second, a large number of Jinyiwei and imperial guards followed him. His face suddenly changed and he asked fearfully: "You, who are you?"

"I am your ancestor!"

Qin Yun rushed forward with his sword in hand. He had already seen a beautiful figure through the gap. He was sure that it was the beloved woman whom he had not seen for a year.

When we met again, I didn’t expect it to be like this!

He felt very guilty for not protecting her, and at the same time he was extremely angry!

puff!

With a terrifying blow, he first chopped down a Persian in strange clothes, who screamed: "Ah!!"

"You bastard, you dare to attack my Persian envoy's team, kill him!" The Persian leader, the young man, roared, his blue eyes revealing his inherent arrogance.

boom!

The two sides immediately started fighting in the alley, it was extremely chaotic!

Puff puff……

Blood spurted out, bones were broken, legs were severed, it was quite cruel, especially since Chang Hong and others wanted to kill, otherwise they would be the ones to be held accountable by His Majesty.

They were so angry that they almost vomited blood. These bastards even provoked Miss Li Youwei!

"what!"

"no, do not want!"

"Help me, my legs!"

After a while, the Persians let out a miserable wail that filled the alley and made people's scalps numb.

This was almost a one-sided massacre. With the Jinyiwei and the Imperial Guards joining forces, the Persians would have been defeated even if they had three heads and six arms. The worst thing was that they couldn't escape!

This is a dead end alley!

Qin Yun no longer had anything else in his eyes. After hacking around a bit, he rushed to the end of the alley.

"Your Majesty!" Li Youwei exclaimed, and rushed towards him violently, feeling aggrieved and afraid.

boom!

Qin Yun hugged her tightly in his arms, feeling a life-or-death situation. He threw away his sword and quickly comforted her: "It's okay, I'm here!"

Li Youwei began to cry, very sad, and buried her head in his chest and refused to get up.

Perhaps it was because they hadn't seen each other for a year, and the longing for reunion after a long separation made her so sad. Or maybe she was frightened just now. With so many Persians blocking her way, if Qin Yun came a little later, the consequences would be disastrous!

The familiar body fragrance, the thin and delicate figure, the sad sobs, at that moment, Qin Yun's heart was broken.

The two hugged each other, as if they would never be separated for the rest of their lives.

At this time, the fighting behind was still going on, but it was basically suppressed. Although the Persians had hidden weapons and had some skills, they were not good enough and there were wailing everywhere!

After a long time, Li Youwei's crying finally subsided a little.

Qin Yun was about to push her away at this time: "Let me see, are you hurt?"

She held on tightly, tears still on her face, and dodged, "No, I'm not hurt..."