The First Tyrant of Daxia

Suddenly, Qin Yun got goose bumps all over his body.

The murderous intent in my heart is getting more and more intense!

If we hadn't noticed, and if Su Yan hadn't discovered it by accident, once the East Factory succeeded, the consequences would have been disastrous!

"Anyone who disturbs Daxia will die!"

He growled loudly, with a captivating expression!

"Your Majesty, what should we do now?"

"Removing the sesame oil is a big problem!" Jinzhu said with a bitter face, his legs trembling. If the Yongle Temple was really collapsed, it would be strange if the Liriod people did not pay the price.

Qin Yun frowned, his face frosty.

“You don’t know how to clean sesame oil?”

Jinzhu wanted to cry but had no tears: "This, this, this, I don't know."

"The sesame oil has penetrated the camphor wood, unless it is all removed."

Qin Yun clenched his fist, took a deep breath, and calmed his anger. He must not panic at this moment.

"That's too late!"

"Wuming, go to the Orchid Pavilion in Yihong Courtyard again and ask Su Yan if she has any solution."

"Yes!"

Wuming flashed away, appearing extremely anxious and racing against time!

Elder Feng suggested with concern: "Your Majesty, we must quickly send troops to protect the Yongle Shrine to prevent the East Factory's henchmen from setting it on fire."

Qin Yun calmed down and shook his head, saying, "No, He Wuji will wait for good weather before lighting the palace."

"It's not a good time now because there's no wind."

"this?"

"Your Majesty, this...isn't it too risky?"

Qin Yun's eyes were as sharp as knives, piercing through the darkness. He took quick steps and strode out of the imperial study.

Everyone turned around with him, confused.

Qin Yun said without looking back.

"He Wuji wants to use the least amount of money to gain the greatest benefit, which is also in line with Wang Min's sinister tactics."

“His hemp oil is limited. While burning the palace, he also wants to use the weather to burn more places and cause greater losses and troubles to the imperial capital.”

Qin Yun snorted coldly again, which was breathtaking.

"Hmph, then I will play with him and see who is the final winner!"

"Not only will I crush his conspiracy, I will also catch these bastards in one fell swoop and grind them to dust!"

He spread out his hands, his sleeves rolled up like a dragon, and he exuded a domineering aura, as if he was directing the vast empire!

It's like taking your head or taking something out of your bag.

Threatening Xiao Yuxiang with death, abducting Xiang Shengnan, attempting to burn down the Yongle Temple, etc., this series of events has already pissed off Qin Yun!

Not only will He Wuji be in trouble, but Wang Min of Xiliang will also pay a heavy price for this!

His figure disappeared into the night, and everyone hurried to follow him, all of them were filled with extreme awe and tension.

Every time Your Majesty does this, something big is about to happen.

Qin Yun did not mobilize a large army, nor was he in a hurry to target the East Factory. Instead, he quickly found Xuan Yunzi, who was cultivating his sentiments in the palace all day.

A group of people were waiting outside.

"boom!"

He broke open the attic door somewhat violently and walked into the yard.

Xuan Yunzi jumped down from the tree with a smile, as if he were walking on flat ground.

"Your Majesty, there were magpies singing on the branches this morning."

"I didn't expect you to come so late at night, hehe."

He had a sly smile on his face, yet it was still clear and Taoist.

Qin Yun was no longer surprised to see him. This young Taoist master was very powerful and could calculate anything.

"I'm looking for you for an urgent matter."

Hearing this, Xuan Yunzi put away his smile and looked serious.

"I guessed it. The fire in the afternoon was not normal. The sky in the capital was flickering. I'm afraid something is going to happen soon."

Qin Yun's scalp tingled. He didn't believe in evil, but sometimes he really had to not believe.

This Xuan Yunzi is at least a half-immortal!

"You guessed it right. Something big is happening. I'm going to kill people. Lots and lots of people!"

"To establish authority, to seek revenge, to destroy bones and scatter ashes, all without exception!"

Qin Yun said with a cold look in his eyes, the murderous intent in his tone almost solidified into substance.

Xuan Yunzi's eyebrows jumped, and he sighed, "Your Majesty, you are too murderous, and the name of tyrant should not describe you."

"How about you come with me to cultivate your character for a while?"

"You have no offspring. This is actually somewhat related to your excessive murderous aura. It's cause and effect."

If this wasn't in ancient times, Qin Yun would have thought he was trying to sell a product.

The corner of his mouth twitched: "Stop talking nonsense. If I had learned from you to cultivate my character, Daxia and its people would have been in dire straits long ago."

"If I don't go to hell, who will?"

"Karma is karma. I am not afraid of the King of Hell!"

Xuan Yunzi was first shocked by his aura and then admired him in his heart.

Then his eyes lit up and he exclaimed, "If I don't go to hell, who will? Hahaha, this is wonderful, wonderful!"

"Your Majesty, you are truly the greatest tyrant of all time!"

Qin Yun was too lazy to talk to him. This guy was so talkative that he might not even finish talking until tomorrow morning.

"hurry up!"

"Calculate the weather in the imperial capital for me. When will it be windy and when will it not rain?"

Xuan Yunzi knew that the matter was not trivial, so he did not chat and just nodded.

He immediately broke off a branch and drew the Bagua plate on the ground. He looked up at the sky while "drawing talismans".

Qin Yun frowned and looked at him closely.

Now the East Factory has a target to burn, but the time is still unknown. It depends on Xuan Yunzi's calculations.

That old fellow He Wuji would definitely choose the windy day to set off the fire.

The wind blew through the yard, and the leaves scattered.

It's so quiet here that you can hear a needle falling, and the only sound is the scraping of branches across the ground.

Just a moment.

Xuan Yunzi stopped, turned around and looked at Qin Yun with a strange expression.

Qin Yun frowned: "What's wrong?"

"Figured it out."

"When?" Qin Yun asked.

Xuan Yunzi smiled bitterly: "Tonight, two hours later, there will be a strong wind in the southeast, blowing towards the north."

"Besides, there were only strong winds but no heavy rain. I could predict that, and so could others. It's not a big deal."

Qin Yun was petrified on the spot... Two hours later? ?

He suddenly remembered that the Yongle Temple was located in the southeast corner of the imperial capital, and the wind was blowing to the north, so the fire would spread to the palace.

It seems that this gust of wind is the best opportunity for He Wuji!

"Grass!!"

He cursed and rushed out of the yard with a grim look on his face.

I knew it would be urgent, but I didn't expect it to be so urgent. If I didn't race against time within two hours, I would definitely not be able to set up a tight net.

“Someone, someone, come!!”

Feng Lao and others arrived quickly, looking serious and nervous: "Your Majesty, what's wrong?"

Qin Yun looked towards the southeast with eyes wide open. The towering Yongle Palace was too conspicuous.

I dare not imagine how terrified the people in the imperial capital will be when it burns and collapses, and how terrifying the sea of ​​fire will be!

He yelled, "In two hours, the East Factory will set fire to the factory!"

"Quick, quick, get ready!!"

"The Jinyiwei will follow me to prepare. Let Chang Hong lead 3,000 imperial guards to guard the periphery!"

"Nothing can happen to the Shrine. I will kill the people from the East Factory tonight!"

The roar is like thunder, shaking all directions.

Everyone's face trembled and they were at a loss. Two hours later?

The atmosphere of urgency was ignited again, full of urgency!

"Quick, act!"