The First Tyrant of Daxia

Inside the North Palace.

Fanyin was beaten all over, but Wang Min was still not satisfied. He couldn't get rid of the hatred in his heart, so he drew the red sword from his waist, which kept shaking.

The murderous aura enveloped Fanyin. She opened her aura to the fullest and said sharply, "Antidote!!"

Fanyin's beautiful face was very scary at this moment, covered in blood, and extremely sad and beautiful.

She raised her almost disfigured eyes and supported herself on the ground with both hands to avoid falling down: "Let me go, and I will give you the antidote...!"

"You have no room for bargaining!" Wang Min pointed the sword at her throat. No matter how white her skin was or how perfect her features were, they all looked dirty in her eyes!

"Really?" Fanyin suddenly sneered, his silver teeth stained with blood: "You don't care, but he does!"

"Even if you rescue him, his two thousand Shenji soldiers and many of his trusted aides will all be buried here!"

"Don't think that 180,000 troops can arrive, and don't think that your people can create more opportunities. You are prepared, and so am I!"

"If I die, the huge palace in Jincheng will turn into a sea of ​​fire in an instant, and then no one will be able to get out!"

"At most you and him can go through the secret passage!" A cold look appeared in her eyes.

Hearing this, a hint of hesitation emerged on Wang Min's beautiful and domineering face, which was an emotion she rarely showed. But soon a hint of madness and coldness emerged in the depths of her beautiful eyes!

He said calmly: "Hand over the antidote, let your people withdraw, let the Daxia army withdraw, and I will spare your life!"

Fanyin's eyes flickered, knowing that Qin Yun was a person who liked to "cheat and surrender", and Wang Min was probably not much better.

"No, words are not enough!"

Wang Min took a deep breath and said, "I swear, I will not kill you. If you break your promise, I will cut off your descendants!"

Upon hearing this, Fanyin's vigilant expression relaxed a little. In this era, people dared not make oaths casually, except for Qin Yun, an exception.

The promise I made in bed is almost enough to write a book.

After thinking about it and listening to the shouting and screaming outside, Fanyin knew that he could not succeed. He gradually became a little panicked and just wanted to save his life.

As for saving her life, she can make a comeback. After all, there is the Restoration Army, and the plan has been leaked. She must first appease Wanyan Honglie to avoid being overtaken by Qin Yun.

That way, she couldn't take care of both ends.

"This is the antidote!"

Reluctantly, she took out a small bottle of colorless potion from her bosom.

"Take a sip first!" Wang Min was a man who had basically never been fooled, except when it came to Qin Yun. He was very cautious and spoke with a clear mind.

Even in such a chaotic situation, he still had the same temperament as Qin Yun, who remained calm even when facing a collapse of Mount Tai.

Fanyin took a deep breath, uncorked the bottle, and was about to take a sip.

Wang Min's eyebrows were raised, and she immediately shouted coldly: "Don't touch the bottle with your lips!"

A strong sense of disgust was evident on the paper. She just didn't want Fanyin to have indirect contact with Qin Yun, even if it meant drinking medicine.

If there were someone here, they would be shocked and dumbfounded on the spot.

For such an extremely beautiful and stunning emperor and empress Fanyin, even her foot washing water would have thousands of people willing to break their heads to drink it, but now she is despised to this extent.

Fanyin was so angry that her body was shaking!

But when you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head and do what is asked.

She took a sip, and after Wang Min made sure that there was no problem with her swallowing it, he snatched it away and walked to the unconscious Qin Yun.

Her face was stiff and not in a good mood, it was even cold and murderous!

She didn't know why Qin Yun entered the palace to meet Fanyin, otherwise it wouldn't be like this, otherwise Fanyin would have been chopped into pieces immediately.

boom!

She kicked Qin Yun's outstretched hand lightly, then squatted down and forcefully poured the potion into his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, Beigong was dead silent, without a single sound.

Wang Min confirmed again and again that Qin Yun was fine, and that his breathing was long and his eyelids were slightly shaking. When he was about to wake up, she helped him up with one hand and walked to the door with difficulty.

boom!

She swung her sword and the huge door was cut open, shattering to the ground, which was extremely terrifying.

Everywhere you look, you see corpses lying around and shouts of killing reaching the sky.

"what!!"

"help me!"

Even though all the members of the Military Affairs Bureau were mobilized, they were unable to capture Old Feng. Instead, Old Feng became anxious and murderous, and he slaughtered crazily like a peerless killer.

Poof, poof...

The withered hand is a weapon, and it can even penetrate the enemy's chest with one blow. It is extremely fascinating and terrifying!

He was a completely different image from the Grandpa Feng that was chased and shouted by Crown Prince Qin Rui and a group of princes and princesses in the imperial palace.

But he was facing too many sieges and it was difficult to come in to rescue.

Jingyi had just killed the Jurchen master Wujiang and was trying to break through the chaos. Facing the obstruction of the men in black, he was unstoppable.

She acted ruthlessly, which was completely different from her previous image of a detached nun. Her blue robe was stained with blood, and her calm and cold face showed a little panic.

She was very afraid that something might happen to Qin Yun.

The moment the door was cut open, she looked up and saw a dark shadow being pushed out. She subconsciously wanted to chop it away, but when she saw it clearly, her whole body trembled and she quickly put away her sword.

Catch Qin Yun firmly.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?" She showed a trace of worry on her face. She clearly felt that Qin Yun was in a semi-comatose state. For a moment, she was angry.

He was about to raise his head and wield his sword for revenge.

A cold and beautiful voice came from the Beigong. It was Wang Min's voice. It was not very happy and not very friendly: "Take him away!"

"Let the 180,000 troops retreat ten miles, and they will let you out of the city!"

Elder Feng, who was fighting in the distance and was fighting against hundreds of masters alone, was shocked when he heard this: "It's her?!"

Jingyi was still unaware, and her eyebrows were raised: "Why should I believe you!"

Wang Min's cold and domineering tone came out again: "You can not believe it, but you will die!"

The words were like a nine-foot-long killing sword, pressing against his neck.

Jingyi's beautiful eyes turned cold. She was not afraid, but angry instead. Her eyes were like cold stars.

She wanted to avenge Qin Yun, but when she looked down, she saw that Qin Yun was still half unconscious. She bit her lip and could not move.

Then, a bizarre scene happened.

The men in black around her dispersed like the tide, leaving the corpse behind and no longer fighting.

Another weak woman's voice rang out from the North Palace. Without the barrier of the gate, its penetrating power was obviously stronger: "Pass on my order. All troops must cease fighting. Wait for the Great Xia army to retreat ten miles away from the city. Then let these two thousand people leave the city. Anyone who disobeys my order will be killed without mercy!"

The people from the Military Affairs Bureau were closest to the scene and heard it, and then quickly passed the news to the troops in the square.

"what?!"

"Let Emperor Xia and his entourage leave?"

"Did they reach an agreement?"

"No matter what, stop now. The Emperor and Empress have issued an order. Anyone who disobeys the order will be killed without mercy!"

Suddenly, the terrifying siege in the square stopped, and the countless Jurchen troops retreated. In the middle, moving continuously, was a Roman phalanx composed of two thousand Shenji Battalions. The place was covered in blood and corpses, and it was extremely cruel!

The Jurchen army suffered even greater losses, with at least 70% of the corpses being theirs.

"Come on!"

"Retreat!" Old Feng broke free, shouted loudly, and rushed towards Jingyi regardless of everything, carrying Qin Yun who was about to wake up.