The First Tyrant of Daxia

"They all say that you are obsessed with power, that you are selfish, that you have no moral integrity, and that you will do anything to achieve your goals..."

"But so what?"

"I always feel that when you smile, your eyes are curved, just like you were back then...back then!"

"This is my own choice, I don't blame anyone." He shook his head, choking with sobs, and was filled with regret.

"I also know that most of the Restoration Army are your people, but I chose to turn a blind eye. Even if the Second Saint comes to power in the future, it may not be a problem."

"Even if I fail, I won't regret it. I just regret that I'm not strong enough."

"Am I very stupid? I don't look like an emperor at all?" He laughed miserably, his mouth full of blood.

"Sometimes I wonder if I should not have joined the Jurchens, and I wouldn't have come to this. But if I hadn't joined the Jurchens, how could I meet you?"

His eyes began to dim, and he spoke nonsense: "Even if you are no longer worthy, I, Wanyan Honglie, still regard you as the bright moon in the sky, standing forever in my heart."

Hearing this, Fanyin burst into tears and ran his fingers through his hair, feeling pain, regret, and fear!

Qin Yun, Jing Yi and others stared at the scene blankly without making a sound. The surroundings were so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

There are a hundred different opinions about the matter between Wanyan Honglie and Fanyin, but perhaps they really loved each other deeply.

As the man was about to die, Qin Yun didn't want to pursue any further responsibility.

I just regret that I shouldn't have helped him gain momentum.

"Yes, I'm sorry!" Fanyin said those words tremblingly.

Wanyan Honglie smiled, as if he had regained some energy, and straightened his back a little: "No, no need, this is my choice."

"Without you, what does it matter if the country is thousands of miles long?"

After saying that, he turned around and looked at Qin Yun. "Brother Qin, it was I, Wanyan Honglie, who let you down. I will bear all the blame."

"Let her go. Please, okay? She's already miserable enough."

Qin Yun was not angry, but just smiled bitterly. Who was more miserable?

Fanyin was the mastermind behind all this. Did she really love Wanyan Honglie? If she did, she wouldn't have written to him and used him.

This has led to the current tragic outcome of failure and impending death.

Everyone couldn't help but look at Fanyin, only to see her sitting on the ground, panicking and regretful, but not saying a word, as if she was waiting for the outcome.

She wants to live alone!

This was not a good but sad enough ending, but Fanyin was the biggest failure!

"When a person dies, it's like a light goes out. I will help you." Qin Yun looked at the densely packed corpses all around him. He had sorted out the corpses that needed to be sorted out and wanted to let Wanyan Honglie leave in peace, but he was not a kind-hearted person.

All the soldiers present had no objection to this.

"Many, thank you."

Wanyan Honglie shed tears and spoke hoarsely, and then a mouthful of blood gushed out: "Puff!!"

He sprayed out blood mist, his body completely lost balance, and fell backwards, bang!

It just fell into Fanyin's arms, and his pupils gradually lost their color.

Fanyin couldn't stop shedding tears, but she didn't have the courage to die with him.

On his deathbed, Wanyan Honglie's pupils flashed through his short life, and finally he died looking at Fanyin. He was satisfied, and there was even a smile on the corner of his mouth.

As for the others, no one could see a response in Fanyin's pupils. There was fear, panic, and regret, but the most important thing was missing.

The crows were croaking, there were blood clouds in the sky, and the cool north wind was howling, full of desolation.

A man whose lowest level was to be a rich young master dressed in fine clothes and riding a horse, open-minded and unrestrained, and whose highest level was to be an emperor with extremely high bloodline who could rule the world, ended his life so abruptly at Tianzhutai.

He died at the hands of Fanyin, not on the road of fighting for hegemony.

Mu Le and other soldiers sighed.

Jingyi didn't know why, but tears kept flowing.

Qin Yun was silent for a very long time, feeling a little depressed, only because he still remembered the kindness of Wanyan Honglie, who had helped the imperial court conquer Xiliang several times.

Even when the grassland wanted to join forces with the Jurchens, he risked his life and went into the Jurchens to stop them.

Otherwise, Ashina Yuangu’s fate would not have ended yet!

When a person dies, it is like a lamp going out, and all past grudges disappear.

Qin Yun took a deep breath, took three steps forward, and made a move that no one expected.

boom!

A long knife was thrown on the ground.

"I can make you die miserably in ten thousand ways, to atone for your sins on the Jurchen battlefield, and to vent my anger as the Son of Heaven."

"But I give Wanyan Honglie face."

"You kill yourself."

"You will die the same way he died!"

A cold voice, one that says what one means.

Seemingly ruthless, yet also seemingly affectionate.

Fanyin raised her head abruptly, with fear in her eyes: "You promised him not to kill me, do you want to go back on your word?"

Qin Yun said calmly: "I just said that I would help him, but I didn't say that I wouldn't kill you."

"It's all because of you that he's on this path of no return. Even though we can't share a bed together in life, it's not bad to be buried together in death."

"Just accompany him as atonement."

This time, he played a word game. Anyway, letting Wanyan Honglie die peacefully was his greatest kindness.

As for Fanyin, he must die!

Keeping someone like her around would definitely be a huge hidden danger in a few years.

The soldiers were shocked. Your Majesty did the right thing!

It’s all this vicious woman’s fault!

Upon hearing this, Fanyin's face turned completely pale, and a feeling of despair enveloped his whole body.

She no longer has any capital, even her face is disfigured, what else can she negotiate?

"You, you are so cruel!" She clenched her fingers and her eyes became full of resentment.

Qin Yun sneered: "Don't pretend to be a victim. Wanyan Honglie has been tricked by you. I know all your bad deeds!"

"Even if the Restoration Army wins, you will kill him in a few years!"

"That counts, I want you to atone for your sins to him!"

Suddenly, Fanyin became angry and said with a ferocious look: "If you want to die, let's die together!!"

"what!"

She suddenly grabbed the long knife on the ground and stabbed Qin Yun.

Unfortunately, her speed was too slow, and she couldn't drag Jingyi into the water at all. Qin Yun drew the sword from Jingyi's waist in an instant.

puff!

Fanyin's body suddenly froze, her beautiful eyes widened, pain gradually emerged, and blood dripped from her abdomen.

She had just raised her sword when Qin Yun had already stabbed her in the stomach.

Clank, the long knife fell to the ground, the color in her eyes gradually disappeared, her cut face was filled with fear, her hands tried hard to grab something, but she could no longer hold on.

"you you……"

"Go and atone your sins." Qin Yun said coldly, disgusted with her to the extreme. He grabbed her hair and pressed her, making her kneel in front of Wanyan Honglie's body with a bang.

After doing all this, he exhaled a breath of foul air: "Huh!"

"Have someone clean up the battlefield and find a good feng shui spot for Wanyan Honglie. As for this woman, bury her opposite him, three inches lower, and make her kneel."

After hearing this, everyone finally reacted.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The sound was dull and echoed in the night.

Qin Yun left. On both sides, countless armored soldiers made way, not daring to speak because his face did not look very good.

Even if the two of them died, he still couldn't be happy.

"Wait for me."

Jingyi stretched out her long legs and subconsciously followed.

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Ps: (The Jurchen volume ends with the death of Wanyan and Fanyin. This volume is indeed not well written and is a bit delayed. I am sorry.)

(But Yaodao will carefully conceive the following volumes, so please be patient and supportive. You can also look forward to the Great Voyage Volume!)