The First Tyrant of Daxia

Suddenly, the situation became tense and an indescribable sense of solemnity filled the streets.

Fanyin shuddered all over. There was such a strong aura that made her feel daunted. She had never felt such a profound threat from a woman before.

She clenched her jade hand into a fist and said solemnly, "Who are you? We have never met before, so how can there be a conflict?"

Wow!

The woman disappeared in the night, her lightness skill was so amazing that she fell to the ground all of a sudden. Her tall figure moved forward slowly, neither fast nor slow, with all kinds of grace, like a plump red rose.

She was followed by a group of men in black, who looked extremely cold-blooded. This made Fanyin and her men extremely nervous. They all knew in their hearts that these people were definitely not simple characters!

She was Wang Min, her peach blossom eyes flashing with danger and charm, and she said lightly: "Do we have to know each other to have a conflict?"

Fanyin's beautiful eyes narrowed, and she suddenly realized: "Who do you belong to, the emperor? Wanyan Honglie?"

Wang Min sneered, showing off her coldness and elegance to the extreme, with a look of contempt in her eyes and eyebrows: "How can these trash go with me?"

Fanyin's men were shocked. What a big tone! But it didn't seem like she was just saying something harsh. It seemed like she was just like that in her bones.

Seeing her getting closer and closer, Fanyin finally saw Wang Min's face clearly, and a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes. So beautiful!

She had always been confident in her beauty, but when she saw Wang Min's stunning face, she showed a hint of inferiority for the first time.

Then she became nervous. She sensed a huge crisis and frowned and said coldly: "What do you want to do? I warn you, this is Jincheng. At this complicated time, if you dare to make a move, you will not be able to leave."

"Unless you are confident enough to fight against an army of hundreds of thousands!"

Wang Min snorted coldly: "If I dare to come here, I have the ability to get out. Killing people is often done by people who are desperate. I want to punish you in ten thousand ways!"

Fanyin felt a chill all over his body. Looking at the high walls on both sides and the full moon, he even felt a sense of despair. Who on earth was this person? Who on earth had he offended?

Suddenly, she suddenly thought of something, her eyes flickered, and she was shocked: "You, you are the emperor of Daxia's man?"

Wang Min's beautiful face was half in the light and half in the dark. A smile appeared on her red lips. She stopped three steps in front of Fanyin. Her aura suppressed many of her subordinates so much that they dared not draw their swords.

"It seems that you are not that stupid, but you are only half right. I am not his."

"I don't care how you got to the top, I don't care how many men you've slept with, and I don't care how the Jurchen situation develops, but you, stay away from him, or I will make sure you die without a burial place!"

Her peach blossom eyes flashed with cold light, and her soft voice was like a whisper, but it was also like an imperial decree, with majesty that could not be disobeyed!

When Fanyin heard this, she was furious. Her pretty face turned red and blue. She clenched her jade hands and angrily shouted, "You are too presumptuous!"

"I will not allow you to slander me!"

Swish, swish, swish, all her men drew their swords, and the cold light flashed intimidatingly in the moonlight, and they were about to fire accidentally.

But Wang Min didn't seem to have any intention of taking action. He sneered and said disdainfully: "Slander?"

"Isn't it? Without this body, you are nothing. The truth is often cruel, but you just don't want to admit it. You wander between Wanyan's uncle and nephew without caring about your face, and even use your beauty to win over various forces. If Wanyan Honglie knew, would he be so angry that he would vomit blood?"

"A woman like you is qualified to manipulate the situation and plot against him?"

Her words were sharp and her eyes were cold. She was very unhappy. Qin Yun was being plotted against and was even about to be kicked out, which made her lose face.

Furthermore, if Fanyin plotted against Qin Yun like this, wouldn't it mean that people would talk about her and Fanyin together in a few years? She asked herself, she and Fanyin are two different people.

Fan Yin was furious, her body trembling: "Do you want to die?!"

"Do you want to die?" Wang Min responded, and the whole person turned into a shadow with a whoosh. Before anyone could react, he had arrived in front of Fanyin, grabbed her neck with one hand, and slammed her heavily on the roof of the carriage.

"Empress!" Her subordinates exclaimed, their faces changed drastically, and they were about to resist immediately.

Wang Min glanced over domineeringly, her long hair fluttering: "Just try to move!"

Immediately, all the mysterious men in black rushed forward and surrounded the entire carriage with murderous intent. Fanyin held her arms with both hands, her face flushed, she had difficulty breathing, and even her toes had left the ground.

"Emperor and Empress!" A group of people approached with grim expressions.

"Retreat, retreat!" Fanyin said with difficulty. She had already smelled the breath of death. This mysterious woman in front of her really dared to take action in Jincheng.

The Fanyin guards had no choice but to retreat.

"You, who are you to the Emperor of Daxia? Why do you know so many things?" Fanyin said gritting his teeth.

Wang Min stared into her eyes with a sharp gaze: "My child, it's his blood that's flowing, who do you say I am?!"

Suddenly, everyone was shocked!

Even Wang Min's subordinates looked up in disbelief. The master and the Emperor of Daxia... The young master was actually the son of the Emperor of Daxia? !

Fanyin's beautiful eyes narrowed, and her eyes suddenly became cold: "I see, but so what? You'd better respect yourself. If I die, the account will be put on the head of the Great Xia Emperor. Don't think that..."

Wang Min interrupted, her voice as cold as ice: "Are you threatening me?"

A trace of resentment and hostility flashed across Fanyin's beautiful eyes. No one had ever dared to humiliate her like Wang Min had just done. A seed of revenge had already grown in her heart, and she would avenge any flaw!

"So what if I threaten you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud, clear sound of a slap, which echoed throughout the street.

boom!

This noble and cunning empress was slapped hard to the ground by Wang Min right at the doorstep of her own home. Even in her luxurious palace dress and perfect body, she looked extremely embarrassed at this moment.

Fanyin's men turned pale, their scalps went numb, and they were about to explode.

But he was stopped by all the black-clad men around him, pointed at him with long swords, and completely suppressed by his momentum and numbers: "If you move, you will die!"

Suddenly, the faces of Fanyin's men turned pale. They dared not move and felt extremely depressed. They instinctively felt that if they took action, they would be torn to pieces in an instant.

The corners of Fanyin's crystal-clear mouth were bleeding, her hair was disheveled, and she raised her head and looked sternly at Wang Min who was looking down at her: "I will let you know how expensive this slap is!"

Wang Min laughed playfully, mocking him with all her might, and vented her anger with the sharpest words: "Expensive? How expensive? Is it more expensive than sleeping with a great empress like you?"

Fan Yin was so angry that he was shaking all over, his face was pale, and he shouted angrily: "Kill me if you have the guts, otherwise you will bear the consequences!"