The First Tyrant of Daxia

Qin Yun grabbed Su Yan and rushed outside. If he stayed any longer, he would lose his life.

But suddenly, he felt his hands were empty!

His eyes changed drastically and he turned back suddenly.

All he saw was Su Yan rushing towards the dragon pillar recklessly, holding a bucket of cement in his hand. He was struggling but pouring the cement on the dragon pillar with all his might!

She shouted, "There's still a chance!"

"This mixture of lime powder and loess can suppress the flames. Hurry, before the fire spreads!"

Everyone was shocked and impressed by her.

Is this a brothel girl?

With such great courage, you are still thinking about putting out the fire at this time?

Is it like a moth flying into a flame, or is it courage and strategy?

"what!"

Qin Yun roared and made a decision in an instant.

How can a man hide behind a woman?

He rushed forward: "Mr. Feng, stop her, and the rest of you follow me to put out the fire!"

He picked up a bucket of mud and poured it on the dragon pillar.

In an instant, at a speed visible to the naked eye, the fire on the dragon pillar was suppressed. Although it was not extinguished, it would surely be extinguished if it was doused a few more times.

"No, impossible!!"

He Wuji roared, his expression changed drastically, and became somewhat ferocious.

"Who are you, bitch?"

"How do you know how to suppress the hemp oil fire of the gnats?"

"Lime powder, mud, ah!!"

He roared, panicked, and rushed forward with all his might.

His breath was surging and his black hair was dancing wildly, making him look like the Black Mountain Demon, which was terrifying.

"Asshole, do you still want to cause trouble?"

Old Feng roared, dragged his sword and slashed out, with a huge wave of energy, blocking He Wuji.

"Go away!"

He Wuji was completely confused, and he confronted Feng Lao head-on, trying to fight his way out, ignite the dragon pillar, and stop Qin Yun from bringing people to put out the fire.

"Crash!"

"Crash!"

More than a dozen buckets of cement were poured down along the dragon pillar, preventing the fire from spreading.

The smell of sesame oil lingers in the air.

Qin Yun's eyes suddenly trembled, and he pointed at the sparks above the dragon pillar and shouted, "Quick, go up and irrigate the cement!"

"We can't let the sparks ignite the other parts!"

The Jinyiwei looked tense and rushed up quickly carrying cement.

At that speed, it’s even more urgent than escaping!

After watering, the mud solidified quickly.

The fire was extinguished by 70% to 80%, and the dragon pillar camphor wood was completely sealed.

He Wuji was unable to harass them at all and was beaten back step by Feng Lao, eventually being locked in a corner.

He glared in all directions and saw that all the camphor wood was sealed with cement. There was no place to start. His face was ferocious and ugly!

Continuously making resentful roars.

Seeing that the fire was out, Qin Yun let out a long breath, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his hand, and moved his almost stiff feet.

He stepped forward and shouted, "Break his limbs for me and drag him here!"

The voice is rolling and majestic!

There was murderous intent in Old Feng's eyes: "I obey your command!"

He rushed out. He was thin, short and old, but that did not affect his powerful oppressive power at all.

Like the abyss is by your side!

Invincible!

Qin Yun watched everything coldly, with a raging rage burning in his heart.

All the costs will be borne by the dying He Wuji!

at this time.

suddenly……

Click, click, click!

Crisp cracking sounds began to be heard.

Qin Yun's ears moved and he looked fiercely at the dragon pillar.

Not only him, but also Su Yan and the Jinyiwei, everyone had a look of surprise and suspicion in their eyes.

what sound?

Click, click, click... The sounds are very crisp and becoming more frequent.

Qin Yun's pupils shrank as he found the location.

In front of him, on the left side of the dragon pillar, there was a crack as big as a millstone!

It was probably because the mud could not withstand the heat brought by the high temperature of sesame oil, and the watering was not uniform, so it fell off.

The scary thing is...

In the cracks, there were faint sparks of devouring people jumping.

"not good……"

Qin Yun's eyes reflected it, and his spine felt cold. An inexplicable sense of crisis broke out, causing him to freeze in place for the first time!

"careful!"

Su Yan yelled, her face pale with fright, and she reflexively picked up a bucket of cement and rushed forward.

At that moment when the man-devouring tongue of fire burst out.

With a splash, she poured a bucket of cement on it, immediately extinguishing the flames.

She was worried that the high temperature would cause a flame to form again, so she simply grabbed the cement on the ground with both hands and smeared it on the surface.

"Chichi..."

The cement at the place where it was ignited was burning hot, and when her slender hand touched it, it made a harsh sound.

Even green smoke came out.

"what!"

She screamed, a trace of pain appearing on her beautiful face.

At this time, the Jinyiwei finally reacted and looked ashamed.

He rushed forward, picked up cement from the ground, and continuously poured it onto the dragon pillar.

"How are you?"

Qin Yun was still in shock and stepped forward immediately.

Su Yan was about to cry in pain. Her originally perfect palms turned abnormally red and blisters gradually rose.

"No, it's okay."

She said with a frown, but everyone could feel the burning pain, and they even gasped when they spoke.

Qin Yun was moved, but also a little scared. He cursed excitedly, "You silly woman!"

Stab it!

He tore off his dragon robe and helped her wrap her injured hand.

"Pass on the royal doctor!"

Su Yan raised her head with a calm expression: "It's okay, no need to scream, I'm not that fragile, I just got burned, I can just use a needle to remove it when I get back."

"That won't work!"

Qin Yun said these three short words, which sounded a bit overbearing and protective.

Su Yan had mixed feelings, and even she herself was not sure whether she was saving people with selfish motives just now.

At this moment.

There was a boom.

Old Feng smashed a pillar with a diameter of one meter with one punch, which was extremely shocking!

The rubble fell with a bang, and among the dust, there was a tattered human figure.

Everyone focused on it.

That's horrible!

He Wuji was beaten by the angry Feng Lao until he was neither human nor ghost, with disheveled hair and covered in blood!

"what!"

He roared unwillingly, blood foam spurting out of his mouth, and tried hard to get up.

Old Feng walked out from the darkness and came to Qin Yun's side. There were tears on his black clothes. It was obvious that He Wuji had caused him some trouble.

Even a minor injury!

"Your Majesty, he is useless."

Qin Yun nodded slightly, his expression extremely cold, and slowly stepped forward.

The sound of footsteps is so clear that it makes people's scalp tingle in this dead silent night!

"Hehehe...Emperor, don't be so arrogant." He still smiled ferociously.

Qin Yun said nothing and stepped on the cut tendon of his hand.

"what!!"

He Wuji let out a heart-wrenching scream, and his whole body twitched.

"Emperor Dog, you must die a happy death!"

"I curse you and your kingdom, forever and ever!!"

The resentful roar spread throughout the Yongle Temple!

Qin Yun sneered: "The Governor of the East Factory is nothing but a mad dog."

"I can let you die with dignity. Hand over the ancient formula of sesame oil."

"Wishful thinking!" He was extremely tough, even if he was beaten to a pulp.

Qin Yun took a deep breath and temporarily suppressed his murderous intent.

I also understand that someone like the Governor of the Eastern Depot would never give in, and forcing a confession would be useless against him.

"Mr. Feng, search him."

"Yes!"

Old Feng immediately squatted down and fumbled for something on He Wuji's body.

Apart from some human skins, fire-pipes, and daggers, there was nothing else. Finally, a few letters were found inside the clothes.

"Hahaha!"

"I want the sesame oil formula. What wishful thinking, what wishful thinking!"

He Wuji laughed mockingly, his body twitching, looking extremely weird.

At this moment, Su Yan's beautiful eyes flashed, and she exclaimed: "Your Majesty, there is a tattoo on his chest, it's words!"