The First Tyrant of Daxia

Chapter 4268 The Taste of Memory

Facing Xiao Jian who was flying towards him, Qi Qiuci mobilized his internal energy and retreated as quickly as possible, trying to hide among the group of Feiyu Sect disciples who were retreating step by step.

Qi Qiuci was well aware of the current situation and knew that he had no chance of winning even against the injured Xiao Jian.

Faced with the fear of death, he would rather sacrifice the sect's disciples who had nowhere to retreat, in order to secure a glimmer of hope for himself.

He tried his best to conceal his own breath and moved among the crowd.

Although Xiao Jian's overall strength had not recovered, he could still easily lock down Qi Qiuci.

Seeing that he was about to leave the crowd, Qi Qiuci naively thought that he could return alive today, but he saw a light purple light, and his position was instantly moved away from the crowd. Dongfang Tianxiang was extremely surprised: "It worked! This is the position exchange formation!"

Before Qi Qiuci could react, Xiao Jian appeared before him.

"Still want to escape?" Xiao Jian said angrily: "Is this the belief of your Feiyu Sect? You say you would rather die than surrender, but you can push your disciples out to die without hesitation!"

Qi Qiuci gritted his teeth and said, "None of your business! If you were me now, wouldn't you want to escape?"

This is the biggest difference between Xiao Jian and Qi Qiuci.

Even though he was ambushed by Wei Lingyingzi and seriously injured, he never thought of escaping. Instead, he always held the line with the heavenly army, waiting for reinforcements from Xuanyuan Shenmeng and the Huanling Deer tribe.

It was this belief that ensured that all the soldiers of Daxia left the battlefield after a great defeat.

Xiao Jian said nothing, and just punched out blindly, his fists raining down like raindrops and hitting Qi Qiuci's face: "You selfish villain, don't think that everyone is the same as you!"

Qi Qiuci, who was already vulnerable, was hit on the head and bleeding by Xiao Jian's fist.

The Feiyu Sect's disciples were also devoured by the surrounding Daxia soldiers in the blink of an eye, leaving only a sea of ​​blood.

Qin Yun looked at this scene and nodded with satisfaction: "My Great Xia should be united against the enemy. Anyone who insults my Great Xia will be killed without mercy!"

No one present today was spared, all were killed, and the news was completely blocked and never leaked out.

These Feiyu Sect disciples, including the leader and several generals, were of no value at all. Their bodies fell here, their blood seeped into the ground and was completely eaten up by the sacred tree.

After Xiao Jian got his revenge, he quickly regained his spirits and all the previous gloom was gone.

Qin Yun soon announced the withdrawal of his troops and returned to Daxia to reorganize and practice, preparing to face more powerful enemies. It is believed that it will not be long before Feiyu Sect will find out that the leader is dead, and Xiao Jian, who appeared last, is the biggest suspect.

Gu Chuntang and Xiao Jian, along with Xuanyuan Tianxiang and the heads of the six departments, all entered the teleportation formation and left the ancient trees.

When Shuanglu wanted to leave, Qin Yun stopped her and took her to the towering ancient tree.

Looking up at the towering ancient tree, Shuanglu's thoughts wandered and his expression began to change unpredictably, leaving Qin Yun a little confused.

"Why, have you ever heard of towering ancient trees before?"

Qin Yun asked, but met Shuanglu's horrified eyes: "No...no, it's just an ancient tree. There are many trees here. There's nothing special."

If it were before, Shuanglu might have been able to hide it from Qin Yun.

But as her cultivation level improved and her understanding of her deepened, Shuanglu could no longer hide anything from Qin Yun, and all her emotions and thoughts were written on her face.

Qin Yun stopped asking questions and muttered calmly, "Just now when I approached this towering ancient tree, there was a breeze, the shadows of the tree were dancing, and the green leaves collided with each other, making a rustling sound. A green leaf fell into my palm, as if a ray of consciousness was seeking my help. What do you think about this?"

Upon hearing this, Shuanglu's eyes widened and she stood there in a daze for a long time, unable to come back to her senses.

"Your Majesty, are you saying that this towering ancient tree has a connection with you?"

Qin Yun nodded: "That's right. If there is nothing wrong with my perception, there should be a trace of consciousness in this towering ancient tree, trying to establish contact with me, but it was interrupted by the Eagle's sneak attack. Speaking of it, it was the towering ancient tree that reminded me of the enemy's invasion, although I had already expected it."

Shuanglu took a deep breath, fell into hesitation, and did not speak for a long time.

Qin Yun once again approached the green leaves on the top of the towering ancient tree, but unfortunately, there was no response this time. After a while, Shuanglu still did not speak.

Since she didn't want to talk, Qin Yun knew that forcing her to talk was futile, so he waved goodbye to the towering ancient tree: "In that case, follow me and leave. When you want to talk, come to me on your own initiative."

After returning to the capital of Daxia, Shuanglu did not show up for several days.

They turned a deaf ear to Xiao Jian's recovery, and she was not even seen in the imperial kitchen, which gave the tortured imperial chefs a long vacation.

After this victory, Da Xia's soldiers became stronger and were no longer afraid of the Feiyu Sect that was about to attack them.

The power of just one main faction is so strong, but Daxia has Qin Yun and a group of strong men guarding it. Even if Feiyu Sect takes the initiative to attack, they will surely be defeated.

When Xiao Yuxiang learned that her revenge had been achieved and Xiao Jian had recovered as before, she went to the kitchen and personally made snacks for Qin Yun.

When she came to the bedroom with snacks, Qin Yun was studying the sword-controlling skills of the Sisha Sect.

Because he was too focused and was completely defenseless in the bedroom, Qin Yun suddenly came back to his senses when the snacks were placed on the table.

Looking at the smiling Xiao Yuxiang in front of him, Qin Yun raised his eyebrows slightly: "Why, Queen, do you have time to come to my bedroom today?"

Xiao Yuxiang took out the stacked snacks and carefully placed them in front of Qin Yun.

"Your Majesty is too busy, how dare I bother you... Come on, taste it and see if your cooking skills have deteriorated. I haven't made your favorite osmanthus cake for a long time."

Qin Yun couldn't tell how long it had been since he last saw such a peaceful scene.

Pick up a piece of osmanthus cake and put it in your mouth. The sweetness fills your taste buds. The crust is moderately soft and hard and melts away with a sip. The runny and flowing paste inside fills your mouth. The soft and glutinous texture is very satisfying.

"Yes, it's the taste I remember." For Qin Yun, this was already the highest praise.

Xiao Yuxiang raised the corners of her mouth, spread out her gorgeous clothes, and approached Qin Yun: "Your Majesty, what are you studying? Is it the skills of the Great Xia soldiers?"

Qin Yun was slightly surprised: "You stay in the harem all day, and you also know about this?"

Hearing this, Xiao Yuxiang shook her head and said, "No, I just heard Xiao Jian mention that the soldiers of Daxia have learned new holy realm skills, which will be of great help in the battle. Why is Your Majesty still troubled by this?"

Qin Yun was not troubled, he just wanted to improve it in the face of more powerful disciples of Feiyu Sect.

There will inevitably be a fierce battle between the Great Xia Empire and the Feiyu Sect. Just relying on the Time Soil to accelerate their training, the strength of the soldiers will certainly increase greatly. But you must know that the Feiyu Sect disciples all hold the skills of the Saint Realm.

The rules of the small world do not apply in this holy world, and victory is not something he can achieve alone.