The First Tyrant of Daxia

Elder Feng shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, I sent Aliang there, but there is no news yet."

Hearing this, Qin Yun raised his eyebrows. Ah Liang? He frowned slightly, but did not interfere with Master Feng's trial of his disciple: "Okay, I understand. Find Dugu Jin and wait for him outside first!"

After saying that, he looked back at Zhu Rong who was tied up and began to make a plan.

"Yes!" Mr. Feng didn't ask any more questions. He turned around and left, closing the door.

Qin Yun exhaled a breath of foul air and looked at Zhu Rong with some suspicion. What was wrong with this woman? It was not normal for her to be in a coma for so long!

Given her wild nature, it would be strange if she didn't tear down the roof of the house.

"Pretending to be dead, want to resist?" He stepped forward and said calmly.

But no one responded to him. The whole palace was unusually quiet, with only the sound of the breeze gently blowing against the window. So he reached out his hand again and lifted the hem of her leather skirt.

But there was still no movement.

Qin Yun's face changed slightly, and he quickly stepped forward to turn her over. He was shocked to find that Zhu Rong's pretty face was abnormally pale and her breath was even weaker. It was obvious that she had lost too much blood.

Committed suicide? The thought came to mind like a thunderbolt.

wrong!

Qin Yun's eyes quickly noticed the inside of her thigh, which was covered in blood, staining her trouser legs and leather helmet red. This place was a bit too hidden, so he didn't see it last night because he was in a hurry. It was estimated that she was injured in the melee last night.

"Fuck!" He couldn't help but swear. It would be too ridiculous if Zhu Rong, whom he had captured alive with great effort, died in such a confused manner.

He quickly untied Zhu Rong, straightened him up, then rushed to the outside of the palace and began rummaging through the drawers. His flurry of activity caused things to fall to the ground.

Finally, he found the precious medicine that Xiang Shengnan and others had given him when they set out from the imperial capital. It was a top-notch ointment for wounds! It could be said to be a great medicine for healing wounds caused by weapons!

"Damn it, Zhu Rong, you can't die. If you die, my elephant army will be gone! And it's a pity that such a beautiful mountain king like you doesn't have a big belly. It feels good to be a mother!"

Qin Yun talked nonsense, trying to stimulate Zhu Rong with such words and make her regain some consciousness. She was still unconscious, but in fact, when she heard these words, Zhu Rong's slender fingers trembled.

Stab it!

Qin Yun anxiously tore off her leather helmet, revealing her snow-white thigh. The wound was not deep, but it seemed to have cut a large blood vessel, causing continuous bleeding.

Bang! Without saying a word, he opened the bottle of medicine and rode in front of her to sprinkle the medicine.

Suddenly, something strange happened without any warning!

The dying Zhu Rong was awakened by Qin Yun's words. He opened his eyes and struggled like a wild beast, fighting to the death!

She pounced on Qin Yun at the speed of light, opened her pale red lips, and bit Qin Yun's neck with a pair of sharp white teeth, just like a lioness. She really wanted to bite Qin Yun's neck off, and she didn't even say a harsh word!

"what!"

Qin Yun growled in pain. A strong sense of crisis made him react immediately. He grasped her jaw tightly with his right hand, preventing her from biting with all her strength!

He yelled angrily: "You are a dog!"

"Want to die?!"

Zhu Rong's eyes were filled with hatred, he no longer cared about life or death, and he let out inarticulate roars from his mouth. He was truly like a mad lioness, extremely wild and impossible to tame.

boom!

She used all her strength to push Qin Yun down, biting down with all her strength.

Da da da……

Blood flowed from Qin Yun's neck. The suffocating pain made him truly feel the crisis of death. He didn't die in the collision of hundreds of thousands of troops, but now he was going to be bitten to death by a woman?

Apart from anything else, if this news gets out, Murong Shunhua and others will cry and die of anger.

Zhu Rong's legs were not only round and powerful, but her bite force was also amazing. Even though Qin Yun locked her jaw, she still managed to bite his throat completely, and her canine teeth even pierced his skin.

"Ah!" Qin Yun roared, but because his neck was bitten, his voice was actually very small. He couldn't even shout to the Jinyiwei. He was really in trouble.

But he knew that if he didn't find a solution, he would really die! He said hoarsely: "If you bite me to death, you will die too!"

Zhu Rong became even crazier after hearing that. He rode on him like a wild beast and refused to let go at all.

Qin Yun said hoarsely again: "I saved your life, and this is how you repay me?"

Zhu Rong's eyes flashed, and she glanced at the medicine bottle in his hand. The reason she was so angry was that she felt Qin Yun tearing her clothes.

Seeing her relax for a moment, Qin Yun opened his eyes wide and continued, "I could have chopped off your head a long time ago, but I didn't. I just wanted to give you a way to live."

"Emperor Wanyan no longer trusts you, and the Jurchens' top brass also want to take this opportunity to eliminate you as an uncertain factor. You are already surrounded by enemies on all sides, and they are biting me to death. How can you survive?"

"It doesn't matter if you die, but what about your people and your elephants? Think about it, they have become victims of the Jurchens' struggle for power. Isn't that tragic?"

The extremely offensive words made Zhu Rong's beautiful eyes panic for a moment. This was her weak point. The idea of ​​dying together with Qin Yun was somewhat shaken. She couldn't let go of Xiang Jun, but her teeth were still firmly biting Qin Yun.

On the soft couch, people who didn't know might think it was a passionate kiss, but in fact it was full of dangers and someone could die at any time.

But Qin Yun seized this moment of distraction and made her look pale instantly, exerting all his strength.

boom!

Qin Yun successfully pushed Zhu Rong away. There were several obvious small blood holes on his neck. If it was deeper, the aorta would definitely have been bitten off.

He grimaced in pain and shouted angrily, "Crazy woman, am I too kind to you?"

boom!

He slapped Zhu Rong away with a slap, extremely decisively and without any mercy. This woman almost bit his neck off. He let her succeed once, but he would not let her succeed a second time!

Zhu Rong was weak and pale. After failing once, all his strength was gone. He was completely unable to resist. He could only curse with sharp and hateful eyes: "You little bastard! Coward! You only know how to use conspiracy and tricks. What kind of man are you? I curse you to die a miserable death!!"

Snapped!

Qin Yun slapped her directly, making her pretty face red. A woman like this had to be beaten. Being soft would only make her worse!

"Shut your stinky mouth, you crazy woman. I saved you and you still don't know what's good for you! Believe it or not, I will kill you!" He finally growled with terrible murderous intent, and he was definitely not joking.

He felt humiliated for being almost bitten to death by a woman. Even someone as high-ranking as Murong Shunhua wouldn't dare to make such a fuss.

Snapped!

An angry Qin Yun slapped Zhu Rong again, causing blood to flow from the corner of his lips.

He continued to shout, domineering and unreasonable: "I am not a man? Are you a man?"

"die?"

"I'll kill you first!" Qin Yun roared and grabbed her neck with one hand. The emperor's rage was like the sky falling, coming from the soul, and no living being could bear it.

For a moment, Zhu Rong was shocked, as if she had fallen into an ice cave! Then she had difficulty breathing and couldn't help but grab Qin Yun's hand. She still had something in her heart and didn't want to die.

But Qin Yun seemed to really want to kill her, but she didn't want to bow her head and beg for mercy. She could only struggle as she kept kicking the soft couch with her legs.