Dethrone me, I don't want the throne anymore, why are you so angry?

Ye Yu glanced at Murong Xue, then said calmly: "Yes. Even if Qin Han didn't exist, there would be others. If I don't fight for something, others will force me to fight for it."

"But this will kill many people." Murong Xue couldn't help but speak.

"I'm not a hero, I'm just a selfish villain." Ye Yu's expression was calm, and he didn't feel any burden when he said this.

Murong Xue was silent. She had investigated everything about Ye Yu and knew what kind of person Ye Yu was before. It was not an exaggeration to say that he was a hero of Dayan.

But now, Ye Yu seemed like a different person, giving up everything he once cared about.

Murong Xue turned her head and looked at Ye Yu. The former Prince of Dayan had already walked very far away and it was impossible for him to come back.

After a long silence, Murong Xue sighed and said, "Will you still take the initiative to trust someone?"

"No." Ye Yu answered without hesitation.

"But not everyone in the world is the same as those in your royal family." Murong Xue couldn't help but say.

"Maybe I'm wrong, but since you haven't experienced it, you have no right to say I'm wrong. I only know that in everything I've experienced, I'm right."

"Don't point at me from a place where you think you are great, bright, and just. I don't want to listen, and I won't listen. If you want to satisfy the sense of accomplishment that comes from changing others, go find someone else." Ye Yu waved his hand.

After hearing this, Murong Xue said nothing more and turned away.

Ye Yu stood in front of the hall, the sunlight slowly shining on his body, the faint warmth made him feel very comfortable, and Ye Yu couldn't help but take a deep breath, but soon, Ye Yu took a step back and stood in the shadow of the door frame.

Compared to the warm sun, this slight coolness seems to be more suitable for me.

"Liu Qi, come out with me." Ye Yu looked up into the air and suddenly spoke.

Liu Qi, who was standing in the sun, nodded without saying a word and came silently behind Ye Yu. He was not someone who was used to standing in the sun.

The capital of the Qin Dynasty.

Qin Han was followed by a group of ministers. At this moment, he was standing on the high wall of the capital, gazing into the distance.

Qin Han's face was extremely gloomy, and the ministers behind him were all pale, obviously quite surprised.

During this period of time, the Blood Demon Clan's attacks have never stopped, and the request for help sent by Daqin has not received any response.

By now, standing on the high walls of the capital, Qin Han and others could already see the rising demonic energy in the distance, and vaguely see the transformed blood-colored demonic soil.

Things that were once thought to be out of reach are now within sight. Only now does Qin Han truly feel the terrifying oppression of the Blood Demon.

Under the powerful offensive of the Blood Demon Clan, the Temple of Worship and its so-called inner army could only barely hold on to the last dozen or so cities.

The once vast Qin Dynasty now has less than a quarter of its territory left.

"Prince, what should we do now?" One of the ministers spoke tremblingly, looking at Qin Han eagerly.

At this critical juncture, they hoped that the prince could come up with a solution.

Qin Han forced a smile and feigned composure, saying, "Hold on a little longer. The people of Yunlei and Lei states won't let Daqin disappear. This is Qingzhou's last hope. If they can't count on us, how can they count on Dayan? They still need us to mediate with the Blood Demon Clan."

After hearing this, the ministers understood the interests involved and felt a little relieved.

"Or...or, try to find Ye Yu back?" A barely perceptible voice sounded. Although the voice was not loud, it hit the hearts of ordinary people like a heavy hammer.

This time, it was rare that even Qin Han did not scold anything. He just looked up silently at those ministers who had always supported him and said that Ye Yu had evil ambitions and that they should be careful of Ye Yu's sudden return. His face was gloomy and unclear, and no one knew what they were thinking.

When he saw the appearance of these people clearly, Qin Han suddenly realized that these ministers who stayed behind were basically old ministers of the Qin Dynasty. They had deep roots in the Qin Dynasty, and the industries under their names were spread all over the Qin Dynasty.

Do these people support me because they think highly of me? Or are they worried that Ye Yu's arrival will affect their interests?

Now it seems that the latter is more likely.

Until now, Ye Yu has not shown up. Qin Han also realized that Ye Yu really has no ideas about Daqin, otherwise he would have taken advantage of the opportunity long ago.

Qin Han didn't believe Ye Yu's injuries and fear of showing up, because Ye Yu was an eighth-grade alchemist.

"Father, you are right. I have been deceived." Qin Han sighed and muttered to himself.

At the border of the Demonic Land, a group of Qin officials and the Prince's inner army were holding their ground. Looking at the Demonic Land not far away and the numerous blood demons in it, none of them dared to slack off.

They have been guarding here for three days and three nights. The blood demon's attacks are getting more and more fierce, and they will soon be unable to withstand it.

"Ancestor, if this continues, we may have to say goodbye forever the next time they attack." On the city gate tower, Qingyun Sect Master Leng Qianqiu said while dragging his tired body.

Ancestor Qingyun had a bitter look on his face, thinking about how the sect that was once the number one in Qingzhou was now only left with him, Leng Qianqiu, and Yan Ruyu.

The other disciples and elders either died or were abducted by the Blood Demon Clan.

"I feel ashamed of all the previous leaders of Qingyun Sect." The Qingyun Patriarch sighed. He also understood that his current situation was a spent force.

Yan Ruyu's expression was calm as she stared blankly at the pile of corpses at her feet.

"Ruyu..." Looking at Yan Ruyu, Leng Qianqiu held her in his arms with heartache.

"Master, I want to see him one last time before I die. If we had believed him at the beginning, would the outcome be different?" Yan Ruyu suddenly said.

Leng Qianqiu and Patriarch Qingyun both knew very well who the "he" here was referring to.

"Hmph! What's the difference? Wasn't it he who organized the defense of the Great Qin, and now it still ends up like this? The Great Qin is surrounded by the devil's land, and he doesn't dare to come over now. He is just like that Ye Xuan, abandoning the people of the Great Qin and running away alone. All the cultivators in the dynasty are like this!" Patriarch Qingyun snorted coldly and said unhappily.

"It's different, ancestor, it's really different." Yan Ruyu shook her head.

When Patriarch Qingyun heard this, he was about to say something else, but the blood demon below suddenly became a commotion.

Many monks on the city wall suddenly felt their hearts in their throats, staring at the blood demon below, guarding against the blood demon's sudden attack.

But the next moment, a path appeared among the group of blood demons.

Two figures were striding towards this place, passing through the group of blood demons.