The First Tyrant of Daxia

In an instant, Qin Yun personally led his troops back to provide assistance.

When we arrived at Zongzheng Temple, smoke was everywhere and the ground was in a mess.

Just now, a big battle took place! It came quickly and went away quickly.

The corridor was stained with blood and the servants were washing it.

Qin Yun rushed over and grabbed her legs: "Are you hurt?"

Murong Shunhua instinctively wanted to kick the person, but when she saw it was him and he looked concerned, her heart melted.

He pretended to be calm and said, "No, that's not my blood."

Qin Yun was worried, so he held her ankles and kept turning them over and over.

She was a little embarrassed and angry, so she pulled back her legs and said, "I told you it's okay!"

"I'm glad you're okay!" Qin Yun stepped forward and hugged her fiercely. He sniffed her long black hair greedily and said in a deep voice, "Master Guo has been murdered. His life is hanging by a thread."

"He was right in front of me, barely breathing, almost dying."

"I'm afraid you'll get hurt too. Even if it's just a finger, I'll feel bad."

Murong Shunhua's movement to push him paused, her starry eyes showed tenderness like water, and her heart was watered with honey.

"I'm really fine, don't worry." She patted Qin Yun gently.

"Yeah." Qin Yun still didn't let go. He held her slender waist and stroked it gently.

Murong Shunhua's delicate body felt as if thousands of ants were crawling on it, making it very itchy. She was shy, but she couldn't refuse at such a sentimental and warm moment.

His eyes flickered and he changed the subject, "He's the guy who hurt Lord Guo, right?"

"He was robbing someone just now, and I rushed over and easily captured him alive."

Qin Yun looked at the snow in the square.

On a large relief pillar, a middle-aged man was tied up and under strict guard.

Instantly, his eyes sparkled with murderous intent! Cao Hui was finally caught!

Letting go of Murong, his face was stiff, his eyes were cold, his dragon robe was fluttering, and he walked away step by step on the snow.

The pressure was enough to make any king, prince, general or minister kneel down and grovel.

The seriously injured Cao Hui had blood flowing out of his nose. He raised his head and glanced at Qin Yun through his messy hair, and couldn't help but tremble with fear.

"Are you the head of the Ni'er Society, Cao Hui?"

A cold voice came out of Qin Yun's mouth, and his pace was also quickening.

Cao Hui almost suffocated and gritted his teeth and said, "So what?"

"The winner takes all, there's nothing to say. If you want to kill, just kill. Don't touch my wife and children. They are innocent!"

Qin Yun sneered, rushed forward, and suddenly punched him in the eye socket!

The eyebrow arch was broken and scarlet blood seeped out.

"Fuck it, your wife and children are innocent, so do you think the wives and children of the people should be killed by you?"

"You have committed treason and murdered important officials of the imperial court. I can exterminate your entire clan for any of your offenses. How dare you negotiate for conditions?"

Snapped!

As he spoke, Qin Yun slapped him again, using all his strength.

Cao Hui's eardrum was perforated and he became unconscious.

Pooh!

He spat out a mouthful of blood, gritted his teeth and said sternly: "You asked for it. If you don't move the mud club, then it will be like keeping out of one's own business, right?"

Qin Yun was furious. He grabbed his collar with one hand and punched him again and again.

He cursed: "You bastard!"

"Can an ant like you keep out of my way?"

"You rebelled against the emperor, falsely passed on the imperial decree, and sentenced the execution of the governor, which led to the Xiliang Incident. Is this also my own fault?"

"Grass mud horse!"

"These punches were meant for Lord Guo. You killed an old loyal minister. You have lost your conscience!"

Boom!

Blood splattered everywhere, and Cao Hui's face was deformed and swollen like a pig's head!

Qin Yun's hand was broken.

Murong Shunhua stepped forward to stop him, and said with a distressed look: "Okay, let the Jinyiwei come, he will get the punishment he deserves."

Qin Yun's eyes were bloodshot. He couldn't remain calm when he thought of so many innocent people dying tragically, so many good girls being defiled by Ni'er, and Guo Ziyun being seriously injured and dying.

Take a deep breath: "Cut it for me!"

"If you cut off four fingers of my loyal minister, I will cut off ten of your fingers as interest!"

"I want to see how stubborn and arrogant you can be!"

Upon hearing this, Wuming drew his sword.

He stepped forward personally, raised his blade and chopped off one of Cao Hui's thumbs without saying a word.

"what!!"

Cao Hui let out a painful roar towards the sky, and he woke up from his dizziness. His veins were exposed and the muscles on his face were trembling!

"Ah, my hand!"

"what!!"

He howled in agony.

But Qin Yun didn't care at all. Instead, his eyes became even colder as he looked at Wuming: "Don't you understand what I mean? I told you to chop them all off. Why are you stopping?"

Wuming shuddered all over and immediately moved his knife again.

"what!"

As Cao Hui screamed again, another finger fell into the snow, staining large areas of ice crystals red.

“Ah!! No!”

"Give me a good time!"

"I plead guilty. I did it all. Just kill me!"

"Ah!"

He roared in pain, his face distorted, and he struggled continuously, but he couldn't break free from the ropes.

Wuming was indifferent and just kept swinging his sword until all ten of Cao Hui's fingers were cut off. Only then did he stop.

The pain of having ten fingers connected to the heart is not something that ordinary people can endure.

Even a well-known hero like Cao Hui couldn't bear it. After roaring, his head tilted and he fainted.

In the snow.

Bloodstained.

The murderous intent in Qin Yun's eyes had not yet subsided: "Someone, wake this guy up!"

The ice water prepared by the Jinyiwei in advance splashed on his face and soaked his whole body.

Cao Hui slowly woke up. He didn't know if it was because of the pain or the cold, but his body was trembling and he felt extremely weak!

He opened his triangular eyes with difficulty and said with difficulty, "Give me a quick death!"

Qin Yun sneered: "Don't worry, I will definitely give you a quick death, but obviously not at this time!"

"Someone, bring out his wife and children!"

Hearing this, Cao Hui opened his eyes and said fiercely: "What do you want to do?!"

"They are innocent. I am responsible for my own actions!"

Qin Yun said with disdain: "You still have some friendship, but it's a pity that you are a scumbag! I want your wife and children to see how you are a heinous man who harms others!"

"No!"

"do not want!"

Cao Hui's face was pale and terrified. He was afraid that his wife and children would see his miserable state.

"Please, let my wife and children go, don't let them come over!"

"They had no involvement in the Ni'er Club and my affairs, and they were not aware of it. The cloth shop's business is also legal. Your Majesty, you can go check it out!"

"It's really none of their business!"

He spoke in a humble tone and finally shook his head to beg for mercy.

Qin Yun said coldly: "Whether it is their business or not is up to me."

"You must die, but I can consider letting your family go. Do you understand what I mean?"

Hearing this, Cao Hui's eyes narrowed and he suddenly became quiet.

After a long while, he said, "Gongsun Zan is Wang Min's man. They were the ones who leaked Guo Ziyun's whereabouts. They want to use me to disrupt the court and the martial arts world."

"But Gongsun Zan is elusive, and I don't know where he is. This is all I know!"

Qin Yun's eyes were sharp as he pressed the issue, "What about the Chaotian Temple?"