The First Tyrant of Daxia

Chapter 743: Died mysteriously in public!

"Humph, bitch, is this the helper the emperor has found?"

"It's no use!"

"I won't say anything!"

Su Yan had a calm expression and stood in front of him. Suddenly, she waved the purple ribbon in her hand, and a fragrant breeze blew up and hit Mo Dao in the face.

He wanted to yell, but his nose twitched, his expression froze instantly, and his pupils stared at Su Yan in disbelief!

It turned out to be the White Lotus Sect's unique fragrance, Youtan.

Could it be that she was sent by the church to rescue me?

Su Yan immediately turned cold, as if she meant something else: "Be quiet!"

Hearing this, Mo Dao's pupils shrank and his mouth closed instantly, stopping the insults he had prepared.

The audience was shocked!

Qin Yun looked as if he had seen a ghost and stood up immediately.

He rubbed his eyes, full of disbelief.

"This..." someone exclaimed. The Mo Dao, who was so vicious in the last second, became obedient just after being shaken by the purple ribbon?

This is too evil!

"Shh!" Qin Yun signaled everyone to be quiet, his face serious, but slightly excited in his heart.

Maybe, it's really possible to pry open Mo Dao's mouth tonight!

Suddenly, even the sound of breathing disappeared from the entire imperial study, and one could hear a pin drop.

"What's your name?" The purple ribbon in Su Yan's hand seemed to have magical powers, moving without wind, and her eyes were like a whirlpool, sucking people's attention.

The Imperial Guards and Embroidered Uniform Guards standing guard at the side all looked away, not daring to look!

Mr. Feng was even more shocked!

Su Yan could actually use this charming method to such an extent with just a book!

A thought suddenly popped up in his mind: What if she was a bad person and used this method against His Majesty?

But soon, he dispelled this worry, because Su Yan would have used it earlier.

"Mo Dao." Mo Dao looked at Su Yan closely, as if he had received some instructions from her eyes, and answered obediently.

His eyes were staring straight ahead, as if he was possessed by a demon.

Su Yan asked again: "What is your identity?"

"Chief Flag Officer of the White Lotus Sect's Black Flag."

"Why are you chasing Murong Shunhua?"

"She killed many people from the sect and single-handedly stopped the sect from entering the country."

Hearing this, Qin Yun could no longer sit still.

He said: "Ask him who the leader is and where the White Lotus Sect's lair is!"

Hearing this, Su Yan shuddered, and beads of sweat began to appear on her fair forehead.

She didn't come here to interrogate, but to kill. But when she looked around, she saw the Jinyiwei and the Imperial Guards were watching her, as well as the unfathomable Old Feng.

There is absolutely no chance to attack.

Her back felt like it was being pricked by needles and she was extremely anxious!

How can we kill Mo Dao without being discovered?

The atmosphere was dead silent.

Su Yan was slow to ask the important question, causing everyone in the imperial study, including Qin Yun, to frown in confusion.

"Auntie Su, what's wrong?" he asked with concern.

"No." Su Yan replied, then took a deep breath and approached Mo Dao with her head held high, having already put away the purple ribbon in her hand.

It was just a tool for her to identify herself and it didn't have any ability to bewitch people.

"Who is your leader?"

Looking at it carefully, this is a fatal problem.

Mo Dao, who had been cooperating, felt strange and raised his eyes. Since he was a member of the sect, why did he ask such a question?

Isn't it to save yourself?

Qin Yun was sweating. Why did the interrogation suddenly come to a standstill?

Could it be that the spell of bewitching has failed?

Su Yan suddenly stretched out a hand and placed it on Mo Dao's shoulder, not caring about the blood, and then she started to circle around him.

The white throat moved slightly, which was very tempting.

It happened to be a blind spot, and Qin Yun and Feng Lao's vision was completely blocked.

Old Feng frowned, his face suspicious, ventriloquism? Impossible, Miss Su Yan would not do this, could it be that I saw it wrong?

He murmured uncertainly in his heart, and indeed he didn't see it clearly.

suddenly!

It's this moment.

The Mo Dao, which seemed to be under a spell, suddenly jumped up and bit Su Yan like a ferocious lion.

"Bitch!!"

The roaring sound shook the imperial study, and most people did not react.

Su Yanhua's face turned pale and she stepped back fiercely: "No!"

Qin Yun's scalp exploded, and he rushed forward subconsciously, shouting, "Stop him!!"

Old Feng and the Embroidered Uniform Guards moved like lightning.

But the speed was still a little slow, Su Yan was too close to Mo Dao, and no one expected this scene.

Exclamations were heard everywhere.

"Be bold!"

"stop!"

Mo Dao turned around and bit back, his scarlet teeth like a wild beast, and in an instant he knocked Su Yan to the ground.

"what!"

Qin Yun roared, his eyes bulging, but it was too late.

At the moment of falling to the ground, Su Yan's jade-like face was not actually panicked. Instead, she calmly pulled out the hairpin behind her head. She did it very quickly and hid her movements with a blind spot.

I said with my lips, "Have a nice journey"

next second.

Phew! !

An extremely abrupt sound was heard, and blood suddenly gushed out, splashing three feet and directly onto the beams of the house.

I saw a sharp iron object piercing Mo Dao's throat.

It pierced through from below, and blood was flowing.

He died on the spot, his pupils dilated!

The sudden scene shocked everyone in the imperial study.

Qin Yun was stunned.

Mr. Feng’s cloudy eyes were filled with astonishment!

Everyone was undoubtedly shocked by these continuous sudden changes.

The imperial study was in complete silence.

Mo Dao is dead!

It is too bizarre that he was killed by the weak Miss Su Yan!

Pairs of eyes looked at the scene in front of them in shock.

"Your Majesty, save me..."

Su Yan's trembling voice with a hint of crying suddenly came out, breaking the silence.

Qin Yun then realized that Su Yan was still pinned down by Mo Dao's body.

He rushed over quickly and pulled Su Yan up himself.

There was a lot of blood on her body, her hair was disheveled, and her hairpin was gone.

Her beautiful eyes were filled with horror. When she saw Qin Yun, her pale and charming face seemed to have found its backbone and she suddenly threw herself into his arms.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Your Majesty..."

"I screwed up."

Qin Yun felt extremely distressed when he heard her crying, and patted her jade back: "It's okay, don't be afraid, I'm here."

"Are you hurt?"

She sobbed, her body trembling, and she shook her head, refusing to let go.

Qin Yun glanced at the corpse, frowning, but said nothing.

At this time, after checking the wound, Mr. Feng stood up and looked at Su Yan deeply. Su Yan felt it, lowered his head, and didn't even look at him.

"Your Majesty, the man is dead. He was killed by one blow. There is no chance of recovery."

Qin Yun sighed deeply, his sword-like eyebrows almost squeezed together.

The Mo Dao issue was of great importance. If he died, he would lose the initiative to investigate the White Lotus Sect, and even lose the good opportunity to eradicate it completely!

boom!

Suddenly, Su Yan knelt down.

She raised her head with tearful eyes, her pale face full of guilt: "Your Majesty, have I gotten into trouble?"

Qin Yun frowned: "It's okay, you are helping me, how can I blame you?"

"He is a vicious and evil person. Just kill him."

He squatted down, grasped her delicate wrists, and helped her up.

Su Yan continued, "I really didn't expect this to happen. He suddenly broke free and resisted. I... I subconsciously pulled out my hairpin..."

"He then pounced on me, and then..."

Qin Yun hugged her again and comforted her, "It's okay, I understand."

"Someone, clean up the bodies."

The imperial guards looked at each other in surprise: "Yes!"

Then the body was dragged away.