The First Tyrant of Daxia

Three hours, until dawn.

Old Feng just walked out of the house. He had been exercising too much energy, and even a strong man like him felt a little tired.

Qin Yun's feet also became numb from standing, so he stepped forward immediately.

He asked nervously, "Mr. Feng, what happened?"

He forced a smile and said hoarsely, "Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission and have suppressed the hidden disease for the time being, but I will still vomit blood occasionally in the future unless it is cured."

"My queen is sleeping now."

Qin Yun felt relieved.

"Someone, go to Yuzhou and get the most precious supplement to replenish Elder Feng's vitality!"

"Everyone else, set up camp for now."

"Yes!!"

After saying that, he turned around and went into the house.

The lights flickered and were about to burn out, and the sky was turning pale.

In Chenjiagou, the sound of roosters crowing could be heard and everything was so peaceful.

Murong Shunhua's pretty face was still pale as she lay there, but at least there was a hint of blood in it. Her beautiful eyes were closed, and her long eyelashes were trembling.

It seems that the sleep was not peaceful.

It hurts people.

Qin Yun took off his boots, climbed onto the bed carefully, and stayed close to her, watching her and guarding her.

the strange thing is.

When he got on the bed and stayed close to Murong Shunhua, perhaps because she felt his breath, Murong Shunhua's eyelashes stopped trembling and her dry lips slightly lifted up.

It's like a sick beauty meeting her lover.

The First World War is over.

Outside Shanhaiguan, the wind and rain are gloomy and the sky is cloudy and uncertain!

This is a lawless area, sandwiched between Bactria, Turks and Jurchens, and surrounded by an endless ocean.

A mountain with ghost lights everywhere.

A dull sound exploded from the cave entrance.

"waste!"

"A bunch of trash!!"

"It is not a pity that Man Jianghong died!"

That was the voice of the deputy leader of the White Lotus Sect. Although he was old, he had an aura, different from the leaders who occupied the mountains and dominated the world.

It was as if his voice was naturally superior.

It is not comparable to Man Jiang Hong or the previous He Wuji.

Outside the cave entrance, a group of White Lotus sect members were kneeling, trembling and not daring to speak.

There were braziers all around, and the gloomy dawn added a bit of evil to them.

Most of them had white turbans wrapped around their heads and looked very organized. The one kneeling a little in front was the chief flag officer who was besieging Murong Shunhua.

They are the true core lineage. The White Lotus Sect has eight banners, divided into blue, white, red, yellow, purple, gray, black and gold.

Each flag has many subordinates.

And this is just a drop in the ocean.

"Deputy leader, what should we do now?"

"The Black Flag Mo Dao leader was captured, and the Manchu leader was killed."

"Once our secrets are leaked, the consequences will be disastrous!" Someone asked tentatively in panic.

Suddenly, the fire in the cave flickered and was extremely scary, just like the deputy leader's mood, which was changeable.

"Cough...cough cough!"

His violent cough was extremely harsh.

Murong Shunhua fought desperately, exchanging his life for his own, and finally won in courage and wisdom, severely injuring him.

“I’m so pissed off…!”

"Of the four flag officers, one was seriously injured and one was captured. How am I going to explain this to my young master?!"

He was roaring like a wild animal.

Everyone trembled and lowered their heads at the same time.

The young master was the leader of the White Lotus Sect, with an erratic personality. The failure of this matter caused huge losses. It is hard to imagine what the consequences would be if the young master found out!

They were already trembling.

The atmosphere was dead silent.

The deputy leader spoke again.

"But we are not without gain. Humph, Murong Shunhua won't live long. This is the price!"

"She only knows part of the information about the White Lotus Sect, which is not serious. Now that I am injured, it is inappropriate to assassinate her."

"After all, the Jinyiwei around the emperor should not be underestimated."

Everyone nodded: "Yes!"

Then, he said in a voice: "Man Jianghong is already dead, there is no need to worry."

"It's the Strange Blade..."

His voice was hesitant.

The expressions of the three kneeling generals tightened.

It’s just because, all those who are in charge of the Eight Banners are direct descendants, they are all our own people, they grew up together and have the same goal of revenge!

"Jin Chan, what do you think I should do?" The deputy leader suddenly became cold and asked calmly.

The chief officer of Lanqi looked unhappy.

After hesitating, the three looked at each other.

They gritted their teeth and said in unison: "The great cause is the most important!"

"For safety, Mo Dao should sacrifice himself!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, all the members of the White Lotus Sect were horrified and fell silent.

Lord Mo Dao, it is impossible for you to betray your sect!

The deputy leader was silent.

Finally, he said hoarsely, "I cannot bear it, but now that things have come to this, this is the only way."

"Mo Dao may not tell you, but we cannot afford such a risk for our great cause, which we have worked hard for decades."

"Do you think so?"

Everyone lowered their heads and gritted their teeth and said, "Yes!"

“Alas, this old man will ask the young lady to personally erect a monument for him and include him in the family tree.” The deputy leader said lightly, seeming to be really sad.

Hear the words.

The three flag officers raised their heads suddenly, their eyes emitting crazy heat.

Write it into the young master's family tree!!

That is the honor of their life, and they are willing to sacrifice their lives for it!

"Deputy Master, be righteous!" the three of them shouted, extremely excited.

The deputy leader gave the order in a deep voice, like the light and dark of a brazier, making people feel uneasy.

"The chess piece placed beside the emperor can be used now."

"Don't worry about this matter."

"Jin Chan, go back and tell the young master the situation immediately. Just let him rest assured. The core secrets of the White Lotus will not be leaked."

"Also, the Black Flag Chief Officer must choose another one, and his bloodline must be pure!"

"Yes!!"

Everyone roared, making the sound deafening.

The torches around were flickered and almost extinguished.

When the first rays of dawn in the morning shine on this barren, lawless area.

The White Lotus Sect members on the mountain peaks have disappeared without a trace.

Only the still warm fire indicated that someone had once been there.

Chenjiagou.

Qin Yun was too tired and tense, and with Murong Shunhua by his side, he slept unusually deeply.

He was not awakened until the sun's rays became very strong.

The dilapidated houses are very simple.

But what I saw was a stunningly beautiful face, so familiar, so kind, which made this morning infinitely beautiful.

"Your Majesty, don't get up, sleep a little longer."

"I want to look at you like this, too."

Murong Shunhua's face regained its color, her long hair was draped over her shoulders, and her white wrists supported her cheeks, making her look like a fairy.

"You, are you okay?" Qin Yun was shocked.

"Otherwise, are you still hoping for my death?" Murong Shunhua said with a smile, but she felt a little bitter in her heart, because the hidden injury had just not yet occurred.

Once it breaks out, the problem becomes serious and will continue to worsen until death, in two or three years at most.

Qin Yun also knew that it was impossible for everything to be completely healed, but seeing the old Murong Shunhua coming back again, he was so excited that he couldn't be more excited!

"Master's wife!"

"How do you compensate me?"

He suddenly hugged her slender waist and smelled the familiar scent.

Murong Shunhua's wound touched her, and her brows couldn't help but frown slightly, but she soon smiled and rolled her eyes in a very charming way.

"Your Majesty, I am a seriously injured person, and you still want to compensate me. Is this appropriate?"

"ah!"

"You're so clumsy when you see me getting nice, let go, don't move."

"Let me tell you about the White Lotus Sect's business..."

Qin Yun kissed her fair neck wantonly, and his hands also explored the sensitive areas of the beauty, pulling the peerless master down from the altar.

He said hoarsely and deeply: "I'll tell you those words later."

"I miss you."

These two short sentences made Murong Shunhua's beautiful eyes redden, and she choked up and said, "I miss you too."

Then her body softened and she accepted Qin Yun's kiss.

He was very gentle, kissing and caressing her little by little, for fear of aggravating Murong's injuries.