The First Tyrant of Daxia

boom! !

There was a loud thunder, followed by the sound of heavy rain.

Jingyi in the prison finally spoke.

With a hint of joking, he asked, "Your Majesty, it's so late, why are you still here? Do you want some tea?"

"Could it be that the conditions are impossible and you want to rob it by force?"

"This is a robbery, which is completely contrary to your hypocritical words."

“Old witch, do you want to die? How dare you disrespect His Majesty!!” Wuming roared, his cold pupils as if he were the god of death.

"Little thing, I think you are looking for death!"

Jingyi was emotionally unstable at the moment, venting his anger and confronting him.

Seeing this, all the Jinyiwei stepped forward and the situation became extremely deadlocked.

"Everyone retreat!" Qin Yun suddenly shouted.

"Your Majesty, this..." Wuming frowned.

Qin Yun glanced at everyone coldly without repeating himself.

But all the Jinyiwei, including the imperial guards, slowly retreated, not daring to disobey in the slightest.

Mr. Feng also retreated into the corridor and disappeared into the darkness.

Wait until people leave.

Qin Yun straightened his clothes, sat upright on a wooden stool, and looked at Jingyi indifferently.

"Who said I was going to rob?"

"If you wanted to rob it, you wouldn't even have your pants left now."

As soon as the words fell, Jing was stunned for a moment. Mixed with the sound of rain, she seemed not to hear clearly.

"What did you say?" Her body was tense, and she looked at Qin Yun unkindly, as if she was on the verge of exploding.

Qin Yun ignored him and changed the subject: "You just asked me if I was protecting Zhi Bai."

"Now I will answer you directly. If I kill Zhibai, or let him commit suicide, then I won't have to rule the world."

"This is simply shooting oneself in the foot. The military ban will become a joke, and the heroes will doubt me. The pill stained with such blood will become a stain on me!"

"Do you think I could agree to your request?"

Jingyi sneered, the wind blew her white gauze hat, making her look quite beautiful.

"That's not my business, that's yours!"

"If you want the elixir, hand over Zhibai's head!"

"There is no room for negotiation!"

Qin Yun was not panicked at all. He couldn't lose this psychological game.

He looked at her straight again and said, "Actually, I'm very curious why you insist that I kill Zhibai."

"Just now I knew that Taoist Bai was in the prison. With your ability, you can kill him eight hundred times in this long time!"

"But you didn't..."

At this moment, Jingyi's face under the white veil was a little evasive.

She clenched her hands so tightly that her knuckles turned white, and she spoke in a reluctance, "What do you want to say?"

Qin Yun frowned and said directly: "You are the daughter born to Zhibai and Xiqing, right?"

"Under your identity as a nunnery master and your bamboo hat, you actually only have a face of thirty years old."

"Between father and daughter, why bother?"

The words "father and daughter" were like a needle that instantly pierced Jingyi, who was already furious.

She suddenly stood up and yelled ferociously, "Shut up!"

"How dare you insult me!!"

Only a shadow passed by, and her hand grabbed Qin Yun's neck.

Layer upon layer of murderous aura made Jingyi like a rampaging lioness.

"release!!"

Old Feng's voice was like the voice of the god of death, and it rushed out at the first moment.

Qin Yun was not panicked at all. Instead, his eyes were shining, and he became more certain of his guess.

"Mr. Feng, please step back first."

"She doesn't dare to do anything to me." He stopped Mr. Feng.

The sound was unusually calm and was soon even drowned out by the sound of the rain.

Jingyi sneered, arrogant: "Are all men as arrogant as you?"

"Even if this man is scary, I can break your neck with my bare hands before he rushes over to me."

"If you don't believe me, let's give it a try!"

Old Feng was just three steps away, his eyes sharp.

Qin Yun opened his hands: "Okay, I'll try it with you."

He closed his eyes and signaled Jingyi that he could start.

At this moment, Mr. Feng's heart was lifted up and his cloudy eyes widened.

Jingyi looked at Qin Yun's handsome face and felt more and more disgusted.

Especially when she saw Qin Yun's calm face, as if he had her in his grasp, she wanted to use force with her five fingers to kill him once and for all!

But she also knew that if she took action, she would die miserably in the Heavenly Prison, and Qingping Temple would be destroyed.

After struggling for a while, he gritted his teeth and let go.

"Don't try to challenge my bottom line!"

"You are very brave, but you only have one life!"

Seeing this, Mr. Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

Qin Yun stood up, feeling contempt in his heart. She still dared to be stubborn. She was a coward, so to speak. An old nun was so arrogant that people who didn't know her would think she was a man.

I am not only brave, but also bold in many other aspects!

Be silent for a while.

"If Zhibai died, would you really be happy?" Qin Yun changed the way of talking about this matter.

He had a hunch that the relationship between father and daughter might be a new opportunity for a breakthrough.

"Happy, very happy."

"Qingping Temple will hang red lanterns and the whole mountain will celebrate." Jingyi sneered.

Qin Yun curled his lips: "I think, maybe not."

Jing turned around, and the white veil seemed not so concealing under the light of lightning, and the vaguely revealed cheek outline looked very nice.

But I just can’t see clearly, there’s a sense of mystery.

"It seems that you are not only arrogant, but also very confident."

Qin Yun said with disdain: "If it weren't for Youwei, you would have been burned to death by me now."

"Stay away from my disciple!!"

She suddenly walked forward, holding her hat tightly against Qin Yun. The two were only a dozen centimeters apart, like an angry rooster.

This time, Qin Yun finally saw a bit of her cheek clearly, but it was not clear due to the lightning.

But it was a young face, definitely not one full of wrinkles like Nun Miejue's.

"Your obsession is too deep."

"Why not break it and stand up again? Follow your heart and I will help you."

Jing Yi sneered: "My original intention is that Zhi Bai dies and Dao Zong is destroyed!"

"Well, you can go and kill him. I won't stop you. This is a matter between the two of you anyway."

Qin Yun took the initiative to make way.

Jingyi froze in place for a moment, caught in a dilemma and feeling a little angry.

If she could go, there would be no need for Qin Yun to do it for her.

Another long time.

Qin Yun said calmly: "Zhi Bai has already received the most severe punishment. His self-blame and guilt will cause him pain for the rest of his life."

"In fact, you killed him and set him free."

"Besides, you can't get over that hurdle!"

"Instead of doing this, it's better to let it go."

"I can forgive the past and give you the greatest preferential treatment at Qingping Temple, but the prerequisite is that you need to hand over the precious pill."

Jingyi sneered: "After all this talk, we are back to the same old story. You don't want to kill anyone, but you want medicine?"

Qin Yun suddenly looked at her straight and said faintly.

"I am not a good man. You have committed more than one death sentence. Youwei's face is not omnipotent."

"You'd better think clearly. My repeated tolerance is not to be ignored!"