"They all say you are so powerful, you are selfish, you are saying you are not virtuous, you are doing whatever you want without achieving your goal..."
"But so what?"
"I always feel that when you smile, your eyes are curved, just like the past... back then!"
"I chose this myself, no one blamed him." He shook his head, choked with sobs, and felt extremely regretful.
"I also know that most of the Restoration Army are yours, but I chose to turn a blind eye. Even if the two saints come to the court in the future, it may not be possible."
"Even if I fail, I don't regret it. I just regret it, I'm not strong enough."
"Am I stupid, not like an emperor at all?" He smiled terriblely, his mouth full of blood.
"Sometimes I wonder if I shouldn't be involved in the Jurchens, and I won't be able to reach this point, but if I don't become a Jurchen, how can I meet you?"
His eyes began to dim and he spoke nonsense: "Even if you are unbearable, I, Wanyan Honglie, still regard you as the bright moon in the sky, standing in the top of my heart forever."
Hearing this, Fan Yin burst into tears, his fingers inserted into his hair, suffering, regret, and fear!
Qin Yun, Jingyi and others stared at this scene blankly, without making any sound, and it seemed extremely quiet around them, and the needles could be heard.
There are 100 views on Wanyan Honglie and Fan Yin, but maybe I really love it.
As the person is about to die, Qin Yun doesn't want to hold him accountable.
I just regret it, and shouldn't help him.
"Yes, I'm sorry!" Fanyin said the sentence tremblingly.
Wanyan Honglie smiled, as if he was looking back, and his spine straightened a little: "No, no, this is my choice."
"With you, you have a thousand miles of land, so what?"
After saying that, he turned around and looked at Qin Yun: "Brother Qin, it's me, Wanyan Honglie, I'm sorry for you. I'll bear all this crime."
"If I let her go, I beg you, okay? She is already miserable."
Qin Yun was not angry, but just smiled bitterly. Who is the more miserable?
All the masterminds are Fanyin. Does she really love Wanyan Honglie? If she loves her, she would not write to him and use him.
This leads to the tragic ending of failure and death.
Everyone couldn't help but look at Fanyin, and saw her falling to the ground, panic and regretful, but she didn't say a word, as if she was waiting for the result.
She wants to live alone!
This was a bad ending, but a sad enough one, but the Sanskrit sound was the biggest failure!
"A man dies like a lamp that goes out, I will fulfill you." Qin Yun looked at the dense corpses around him. He also settled what was supposed to be liquidated, and planned to let Wanyan Honglie leave with peace of mind, but it was not the heart of the Bodhisattva.
None of the soldiers present had any objections to this.
"More, thank you."
Wanyan Honglie's tears slid down, and he said hoarsely, and then a mouthful of blood surged up: "Puff!!"
He sprayed bloody mist, his body was completely unbalanced, and he fell backwards, bang!
It just hit Fanyin's arms, and his pupils gradually lost their color.
Fanyin couldn't stop tears, but she didn't have the courage to die with him.
On his deathbed, Wanyan Honglie's pupils flashed through his short life. Finally, he was satisfied with his mouth, even a smile.
No one else can see a response from Fanyin's pupils, with fear, fear, regret, but alone, the most important thing is missing.
The crows are croaking, there are blood clouds in the sky, and the cool north wind is howling, full of desolation.
A man with a bright clothes and an angry horse, an open-minded and elegant man with a rich family, has an emperor with a very high bloodline and can rule the world. This ends in such a hurry on Tianzhutai.
He died at the hands of Fanyin, not on the road to fighting for hegemony.
Mu Le and other soldiers sighed.
Jingyi didn't know why, but tears kept coming.
Qin Yun was silent for a long time, a little low, just because he still remembers Wanyan Honglie's goodness, and he helped the court conquer Xiliang several times.
Even if the grassland wants to join forces with the Jurchens, he did not care about life and death and came to the Jurchens to stop him.
Otherwise, Asina Yuangu's energy was really not over yet!
Death is like a lamp extinguishing, and the grievances of the past are gone.
Qin Yun took a deep breath, took three steps forward, and made an action that everyone unexpectedly expected.
Bang!
A long knife was thrown to the ground.
"I can have ten thousand ways to make you die miserable, atone for the Jurchen battlefield, and vent my anger for the anger of my emperor."
"But I give Wanyan Honglie face."
"You'll take your own life."
"You will die no matter how he dies!"
A cold voice said the same thing.
It seems ruthless, but it seems to be affectionate.
Fanyin suddenly raised her head, with fear in her eyes: "You promised him not to kill me, do you want to regret it?"
Qin Yun said lightly: "I just said to fulfill his wish, but I didn't say I won't kill you."
"It's because he can walk on this path of no return because of you. You can't have the same bed in your life, and it's good to have the same acupoint in your death."
"You should accompany him as atonement."
This time, he played a word game, and it was his greatest kindness to let Wanyan Honglie die at ease.
As for Fanyin, you must die!
她这样的人留着,几年后绝对是一大隐患.
The soldiers' eyes were shocked, Your Majesty did the right thing!
It's all caused by this poisonous woman!
Upon hearing this, Fanyin's face turned completely pale, and a wave of despair enveloped her whole body.
She has no capital and even her face is disfigured. What else can she give?
"You, you are so cruel!" She clenched her five fingers, and her eyes became resentful.
Qin Yun sneered: "Don't pretend to be a victim. Wanyan Honglie was cheated by you enough. I know all your messy things!"
"Even if the Liberation Army wins, you will kill him in a few years!"
"This is also counting. I want you to atone for him!"
Suddenly, Fanyin became angry and embarrassed, with a hideous face: "I'm going to die, die together!"
"ah!"
She suddenly grabbed the long sword on the ground and stabbed Qin Yun.
Unfortunately, her speed was too slow and she could not drag it into the water. In an instant, Qin Yun finished drawing the sword from Jingyi's waist.
puff!
Fanyin's body suddenly froze, her beautiful eyes widened, and pain gradually emerged, and blood dripped from her abdomen.
Her long sword had just been raised, and Qin Yun had already entered his stomach with a sword.
Clang, the long sword fell to the ground, the color in her eyes gradually disappeared, her scratched face was frightened, and her hands tried hard to grasp something, but she could no longer grasp it.
"You, you..."
"Go to atone for your sins." Qin Yun said coldly, disgusted with him to the extreme. He grabbed her hair and pressed her, making her kneel in front of Wanyan Honglie's body with a bang.
After doing all this, he exhaled a breath of turbid air: "Huh!"
"I asked someone to clean the battlefield and find a Feng Shui treasure land for Wanyan Honglie. As for this woman, she was buried opposite him, three inches shorter, and kneeling."
Hearing this, everyone realized.
"Yes, your Majesty!"
The sound is dull and echoes in the darkness.
Qin Yun left, and the two sides were dark and countless iron armors gave way, not daring to speak because his face seemed not very good.
Even if the two died, he still couldn't be happy.
"Wait for me."
Jing Yi stepped out his slender legs and subconsciously chased after him.
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ps: (The Jurchen volume is followed by Wanyan, and Fanyin is over. This volume is indeed not well written, and it is a bit delayed. I'm sorry.)
(But the Demon Sword will be well conceived in the following few volumes. Please give me patience and support. You can also look forward to the Great Sailing Scroll!)