The First Tyrant of Daxia

Everyone was shocked!

The faces of the four abbots turned even darker.

Huisheng's aloof temperament finally showed some signs of change!

The fire and the fighting actually came from...the Sutra Repository!

At that moment, Qin Yun smiled, with the corners of his mouth raised, and even a hint of coldness!

"Oh no, the temple is on fire. Your Majesty, I have to go and put out the fire. Please forgive me." Abbot Juezhen took the lead and prepared to leave quickly!

He knew that once Gongsun Zan showed up, there would be big trouble.

We must seize the initiative, either send the person away or kill him to silence him and cover up the matter.

Qin Yun's eyes flashed!

Immediately, three Jinyiwei quickly stepped out and blocked the door.

With a sharp gaze, he stared at the hidden leader of the monks and would not let him leave.

"Your Majesty, what does this mean? The Sutra Library contains nearly a hundred years of Buddhist collections, all of which are rare treasures. If they are all burned, it will be a huge loss!"

Jue Zhen was a little flustered and anxious.

Qin Yun said with a faint smile on his face, still maintaining dignity.

"Abbot, you should just wait here."

"It is not suitable for masters to do such rough work as putting out fires. My men will put out the fires. Don't worry."

Having said that.

The expressions of the Chaotian Temple's top brass changed suddenly again!

Gongsun Zan is hiding in the Sutra Repository, and now there is a fire there, and the emperor won't let anyone leave. If we connect the dots, something is definitely going to happen!

His eyes involuntarily looked at Huisheng.

A drop of sweat dripped down Huisheng's forehead, and he was puzzled. How did the emperor find the Sutra Repository? Could it be that Gongsun Zan, that useless guy, had exposed himself?

I felt so impatient that I just wanted to rush out.

At the critical moment!

Huisheng stood up and stopped him with his voice.

"Since His Majesty has given the order, everyone should wait here."

Upon hearing this, several abbots looked unhappy.

Isn't this just waiting to die?

If the emperor finds out, we'll be in big trouble!

Which link went wrong? How did the Sutra Repository get into trouble?

But the order given by Huisheng was equivalent to an imperial decree, so they could only clench their fists, sweat profusely, and anxiously question themselves.

Qin Yun took everything in and sneered in his heart.

Damn it, lawless, and yet you are still afraid?

He noticed Huisheng's gaze and looked at him intently.

In just a moment, Huisheng lowered his head.

Humph, old bald donkey, if Gongsun Zan catches you, I will make you pay!

Tianyin Palace.

Under the gaze of hundreds of Buddha statues, the guilty conscience in everyone's heart was reflected on their faces.

The atmosphere was depressing, as if one could hear one's heartbeat.

Only half an incense stick of time had passed when the fighting stopped and the voices shouting for fire also disappeared, indicating that everything was settled.

Dengdeng!

The sound of brisk footsteps made Host Huisheng's heart rise.

"Brother Emperor, praise me!"

Tong Wei's sweet little voice came from far away.

Qin Yun smiled.

Mr. Feng and others also looked happy!

At the same time, the faces of Abbot Juezhen and others turned pale and they staggered a few steps.

Gongsun Zan has ruined our Chaotian Temple!

Huisheng's eyes were uncertain and no one knew what he was thinking.

Tong Wei walked into the hall with cheerful steps, her snow-white legs straight, her delicate face rosy and tender, with a devilish smile on her face.

Many monks were looking forward to it, with puzzled expressions on their faces. Why wasn't Gongsun Zan there?

Juezhen and Huisheng looked at each other, with a glimmer of hope in their eyes. Could it be that they didn’t catch the person?

As long as you don’t seize it, there will be a turning point!

"Brother Emperor, do you think it's a loss for me to keep you here?"

"Here, this is for you."

Tong Wei took out a cloth bag from behind her back and opened it. Inside was an ear, bloody and very eye-catching.

The girl was not afraid at all, instead she smiled as if seeking credit.

Ignoring the looks of others, she pouted her lips and said, "Brother Emperor, how are you going to reward me? How about dual cultivation?"

Qin Yun raised his eyebrows and looked at Tong Wei with shame. What kind of girl is this? She is cruel, naive, and extremely open and proactive!

"Cock!"

Huisheng and the others' faces, which were full of Buddhist charm, fell into an ugly state.

That ear seems to belong to Gongsun Zan.

The next second, Tong Wei snorted, "Bring him in!"

She gave orders to the Jinyiwei without any hesitation.

Two Jinyiwei came in, carrying the seriously injured Gongsun Zan, and blood left two straight lines.

See this.

A hint of sinister smile and murderous intent appeared at the corner of Qin Yun's mouth.

Wang Min’s lackey was finally caught!

He turned around and looked at Huisheng, and attacked him directly.

"Master Huisheng, you'd better give me a satisfactory explanation, otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless."

As soon as the words fell, the top leaders of Chaotian Temple panicked and their eyes flickered.

They don't look like a group of enlightened monks, but more like thieves with guilty consciences.

Huisheng clasped his hands together and silently chanted the Buddha's name.

His brows furrowed slightly, and he asked in natural confusion: "Your Majesty, what explanation do you want?"

Grass!

Playing dumb?

Can this matter be overcome by pretending to be stupid?

Qin Yun cursed in his heart and sneered, "The wanted criminal I handpicked actually showed up in your Chaotian Temple. Don't you need an explanation?"

"Don't tell me you don't know!"

"This man assassinated a loyal official in the court and was tracked all the way to Mount Zhongnan."

"He doesn't go anywhere else, but comes to you."

"Speak, confess the truth!"

The voice was like thunder, scolding all directions.

The arrival of the emperor's majesty made these hypocritical monks who believed in gods and demons feel frightened.

Huisheng lowered his head and said slowly, "Your Majesty, I told you that the Chaotian Temple is too big, with too many people and too many eyes. We cannot control the daily flow of people."

"I don't know what happened to the Sutra Repository."

Qin Yun had a sarcastic smile on his face: "Okay, since you are wronged, host."

"Then let's talk it out face to face."

"Tong Wei, wake up Gongsun Zan!"

She immediately stepped forward, took out a silver needle, and quickly inserted it into Gongsun Zan's thigh.

He reflexively raised his head, which had been drooping for a moment, and his expression was distorted.

The screams were sharp.

"what!"

The miserable scream was definitely not just caused by a shot.

This caught the attention of the shrewd Huisheng, who took a deep look at the baby-faced loli and kept it in mind.

"what!"

"No, kill me, kill me!"

Gongsun Zan screamed wildly, and the part where the silver needle was inserted was twitching constantly, as if he had been poisoned by some strong poison.

"Let him calm down." Qin Yun ordered coldly.

Tong Wei immediately took out the silver needle again.

Gongsun Zan fell to the ground with a bang, like a deflated ball. Beads of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He seemed to have lost his soul and was unable to extricate himself from the pain.

Qin Yun snorted coldly, stepped forward and kicked in front of all the Buddha statues and monks!

He stepped on his head domineeringly and crushed the wound on his ear without mercy.

"damn thing!"

"The remnant of the Gongsun family, I finally found you!"

"Fuck, keep running, keep hiding!"

"Dare to go against me, have you thought about the consequences?"

"Ah!" Gongsun Zan let out a cry of pain, his fingers digging grooves in the ground, his will was already dissipated due to the pain!

"How do you know I'm from the Gongsun family?" he shouted in horror, with unwillingness in his eyes.