The First Tyrant of Daxia

The two of them walked down from the sea of ​​blood and corpses on Tianzhu Terrace, one in front and one behind.

"Are you in a bad mood?" Jingyi asked.

Qin Yun didn't look back. "Not really. Once they die, the entire Jurchen nation will be in my hands. In a month at most, Daxia will become the largest country in hundreds of years."

"And I will also spread my fame across the world and live forever!"

Jingyi walked very fast but did not look hurried at all, perhaps because her legs were really long, or because she knew martial arts, her mature and cool face showed a slight dissatisfaction.

"You're lying!"

Qin Yun was a little annoyed by the question. Why did this woman talk so much today?

He turned around suddenly, and Jingyi was unable to dodge, and they almost bumped into each other. At this moment, their eyes met, and there was a moment of silence.

"Master, there is something on your face."

Jingyi didn't buy it: "Don't change the subject. Did Wanyan Honglie's death have any impact on you?"

Qin Yun smiled: "You want to know so much?"

Jingyi's eyebrows were raised, and she was even more dissatisfied: "You can say it if you want."

"Then come with me." Qin Yun turned around and walked away.

"Where are you going?" Jingyi doesn't like being led by the nose by others and has a strong personality.

"I won't eat you, so what are you afraid of?" Qin Yun looked very casual, and the surrounding troops made way.

Jingyi really hated Qin Yun's emperor-like attitude, but he still followed him.

One of the important reasons was that the Jurchens were about to be unified, and she had fewer and fewer questions to ask Mr. Feng, so her separation might be imminent.

There is nothing here worth her staying for, except perhaps this one person.

Away from the battlefield, away from the smell of blood and corpses, the air in the north is still very fresh, and with the cool night breeze, it is unusually quiet.

Qin Yun came to a hilltop, where it seemed that he could touch the bright moon by raising his hand, and overlook the Jurchen mountains and rivers by looking up.

"Why did you bring me here?" Jingyi walked up slowly, her hair dancing gently, her eyes clear and bright.

"Where did you get the bloody smell just now? Didn't you find it annoying?" Qin Yun glanced at her, and couldn't help but look at her legs every time.

So long!

"You ordered the killing of at least 100,000 people, if not 200,000. Do you still care about the smell of blood?" Jingyi rarely smiled, as a teasing.

She cannot laugh. Once she laughs, it is like blooming and bearing fruit, once a year, uniquely beautiful.

"I care. Why not?" Qin Yun's tone suddenly became heavier.

Youyou said: "Wanyan Honglie betrayed me, but the friendship we once had cannot be buried. Originally, my idea was to abolish the Restoration Army, kill Fanyin, spare his life, and even make him a Jurchen king without real power."

"But I never expected him to go to this extent with Fanyin. I don't know whether to call him infatuated or stupid."

Jingyi didn't say anything, just listened quietly, her beautiful eyes looking at him from time to time, and her profile was extremely strong.

"In my life, I only have family, subordinates, and opponents!"

"Friends, very few."

"Wanyan Honglie should have been my confidant, but..."

Qin Yun frowned: "No matter what, seeing him die, there are still some indescribable feelings."

Jingyi's heart suddenly tightened, as if that spot was hit exactly, and he felt inexplicably distressed.

The emperor may be affectionate, but he must be ruthless in front of others.

He didn't express these emotions just now.

Her naturally pink lips parted slightly as she spoke: "Flowers bloom and fall at their own time, and fate comes and goes at its own time."

Hearing this, Qin Yun's ears trembled slightly. He turned around and looked at her, looking at her smooth, delicate and mature face for a long time, and then suddenly smiled.

"Master, how many scriptures have you read to have such an understanding?"

Suddenly, Jingyi was enraged.

He said coldly: "Are you mocking me?"

Qin Yun waved his hands quickly. This place was far away from the army. If he was not careful, it would be bad if she killed someone and dumped the body.

"No, that's not the case. I just think that Master is a woman with a lot of depth. She may seem cold and irritable on the surface, and it's hard to approach her."

“But in reality, that’s not the case.”

Jingyi's beautiful eyes flickered, and her plain clothes fluttered: "What was that like?"

Qin Yun thought about it and blurted out: "I long to be loved!"

boom!

Jing Yi was struck by lightning, her beautiful eyes widened, and her heart was filled with turbulent waves.

Hit the nail on the head!

She had no father since childhood and her mother also died early. Apart from scriptures and a sword, she had nothing else to accompany her. Even the food she ate was always vegetarian.

On days like this, one is practicing the path of ruthlessness.

But she couldn't boast to that extent now, her state of mind couldn't reach extraordinary level.

Her collarbone rose and fell, and she was in a daze. She didn't expect that the person who said this was Qin Yun, the person she once hated.

Qin Yun keenly noticed her huge emotional fluctuations, so he had to speak: "Master, there is no need to pretend. You and I are both mortals."

Jingyi interrupted suddenly, perhaps because she was too stubborn and didn't like to listen to other people's advice.

"Thank you."

After saying that, she turned around and walked away quickly, not giving anyone a chance to react.

Qin Yun stretched out his hand, subconsciously wanting to keep her, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know how to start.

He shook his head slightly. It turned out that an incomplete childhood requires a lifetime to heal.

If we count those extreme people, almost all of them had incomplete childhoods.

Thinking of this, he became very worried about his biological son, Emperor Qin, whom he had never met.

After a long time, he walked back to the main tent alone.

The aftermath work on Tianzhu Terrace was in full swing, with hundreds of thousands of troops busy and countless torches lighting up the sky.

He was also a little tired, so he went back to the main tent and lay down on the couch, ready to have a good sleep and forget all his worries.

But he was still half asleep and hadn't fallen asleep yet, and he felt someone approaching.

When I opened my eyes, I was shocked. It was Master Jingyi who had already calmed down her overflowing emotions!

Jing Yi was as calm as a quiet lake. When she saw him wake up, her large almond-shaped eyes only rippled slightly. She said in a low and clear voice, "Cover yourself with something to sleep. Don't catch a cold."

"Mr. Feng gave instructions before he left."

Qin Yun was stunned, feeling like he was dreaming. How could Master Jingyi, with such an "extinct" personality, say such words?

In an instant, a warm current passed through my heart.

She was always cold and sarcastic, and suddenly she acted like this, causing double the emotional fluctuations!

Snapped!

He grasped Jingyi's slender hand with one hand, showing courage and covetousness, but there was also a collision of souls and emotions.

It feels cool to the touch, without any calluses, but rather very slender, suitable for holding hands and charging into battle.

Jingyi's delicate body trembled violently, as if an electric current passed through her body, and her eyes widened.

My first reaction wasn't even to get angry.

"what are you doing?"

Qin Yun became ruthless and decided to go all out to see if the woman under the plain clothes of this nun who had been practicing in seclusion for many years was the same woman.

With a sudden pull, Jingyi lost his balance.

boom!

She fell down and collapsed onto the couch.

At this time, Jing Yi, who was slow to realize the situation, finally got angry. His face was icy and his eyes were like sharp blades. He shouted, "I gave you the face!"