Thunder exploded, followed by the sound of rain falling.
Jingyi, who was in the prison, finally spoke.
With some jokes, "Your Majesty, why are you staying here for so late? Have tea?"
"Is it possible that the conditions cannot be met and I want to force it?"
"This is a robber, and it goes against the hypocrisy you say."
"Old witch, do you want to die? Do you dare to disrespect Your Majesty?!" Wuming roared, his cold pupils seemed to be the god of death.
"Little thing, I think you are looking for death!"
Jingyi's mood is unstable and his momentum is venting, and he is fighting against him.
Seeing this, all the Jinyiwei stepped forward, and the situation was extremely stalemate.
"Everyone retreated!" Qin Yun suddenly shouted.
"Your Majesty, this..." Wuming frowned.
Qin Yun glanced at everyone coldly without repeating it.
But all the Jinyiwei, including the imperial guards, retreated slowly and did not dare to disobey at all.
Mr. Feng also retreated into the corridor and hid into the darkness.
After waiting for someone to leave.
Qin Yun sorted out his clothes, sat upright on a wooden bench, and looked at Jingyi indifferently.
"Who said I'm going to rob it?"
"If you want to grab it, you'll have no shorts now."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jing was stunned for a moment, mixed with the sound of rain, she seemed not to hear clearly.
"What did you say?" Her body tensed and she looked at Qin Yun in a bad way, as if on the verge of an explosion.
Qin Yun ignored it and changed the subject: "You just asked me if I am protecting Zhibai."
"Now I'm answering you head-on, if I kill Zhibai or let him commit suicide, then I won't have to govern the world."
"It's like shooting oneself in the foot. The ban on military order will become a joke, and the heroes will also question me. The elixir stained with such blood will become my stain!"
"Do you think I might agree to you?"
Jingyi sneered, and the wind blew her white gauze hat, making her look a little beautiful.
"That's not what I should consider, that's yours!"
"If you want the pill, just hand it over to Zhibai's head!"
“There is no room for discussion!”
Qin Yun was not panicked at all. He could not lose this psychological game.
He looked at her again and said, "Actually, I'm very curious, why did you insist on me killing Zhibai."
"Just just now, I learned that Old Dao Bai is in the Heavenly Prison. With your ability, this long time is enough to kill him eight hundred times!"
"But you didn't..."
At this moment, Jing Yi's face dodged a little.
The jade hand clenched, even his knuckles turned white, and he spoke as if he was very resistant: "What the hell do you want to say?"
Qin Yun frowned and spoke directly: "You are the daughter born to Zhibai and Xiqing, right?"
"Your identity and under your hat are actually just a thirty-year-old face."
"Why do you have to be between father and daughter?"
The word "father and daughter" is like a needle, which instantly pierces Jingyi, who is already angry.
She suddenly burst out and almost roared: "Shut up!"
"Dare to insult me!!"
A afterimage slid past, and her hands grabbed Qin Yun's neck.
The layers of murderous aura superimposed make Jingyi look like a rascal lioness.
"release!!"
Old Feng's voice was like the voice of the god of death, and rushed out at the first time.
Qin Yun was not panicked at all, but his eyes were shining, and he felt more confident in his heart.
"Old Feng, let's step down first."
"She dared not do anything to me." He called Mr. Feng to stop him.
The sound was extremely calm and was soon buried by the sound of rain.
Jingyi sneered and arrogantly: "Are men as arrogant as you?"
"Even if this person is terrifying, I can cut off your neck with my bare hands before he rushed over."
"If you don't believe it, we can give it a try!"
Mr. Feng was just three steps away, with a sharp look.
Qin Yun opened his hand and said, "Okay, I'll give you a try."
He closed his eyes and signaled Jingyi to do something.
At this moment, Old Feng's heart was raised and his turbid eyes widened.
Jingyi looked at Qin Yun's handsome face and became more disgusted.
Especially when she saw Qin Yun's calm expression, as if she was determined to take her own life, she wanted to use her five fingers to kill everyone!
But she also knew that once she took action, she would die in the Heavenly Prison and Qingping Temple would be destroyed.
After struggling for several times, he let go of his hands gritted his teeth.
"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, despised him in his heart, and dared to be stubborn. He was just a coward. An old nun was so arrogant that someone who didn't know thought he was a man.
Not only am I brave, but I am in many places!
Be silent for a while.
"Zhibai is dead, will you really be happy?" Qin Yun changed his way to talk about this.
He had a premonition that the relationship between father and daughter may be a new opportunity for breakthrough.
"Good, so happy."
"Qingping Temple will hang red lanterns to celebrate the whole mountain." Jingyi sneered.
Qin Yun curled his lips: "I see, maybe it is?"
Jing turned around, and the white veil was not so concealed under the lightning-slashing light, and the vaguely exposed cheeks were very well contoured.
But I just can't see clearly, and I feel a sense of mystery.
"It seems that you are not only arrogant, but also confident."
Qin Yun looked at him disdainfully: "If it weren't for Youwei, you should have been lit by me now."
"Stay away from my disciple!!"
She suddenly walked forward and held Qin Yun tightly in her hat. The difference between the two was only about ten centimeters, as if they were an angry rooster.
This time, Qin Yun finally saw a little bit of her cheek, and it was not clear with the lightning.
But it was a young face, and it was definitely not a pleat like Master Mie Jue.
"Your obsession is too deep."
"It's better to break the enemy and establish yourself, follow your true intentions, and I will help you."
Jingyi sneered: "My original heart is to die in Zhibai and the Dao Sect is destroyed!"
"Okay, you can go and kill him. I won't stop you. Anyway, this is the business of both of you."
Qin Yun took the initiative to make way.
Jing Yi suddenly froze in place, in a dilemma, with some anger.
If she could go, Qin Yun wouldn't need to do it for her.
It's been a long time again.
Qin Yun said lightly: "Zhibai has received the most severe punishment. His self-blame and guilt will make him suffer for the rest of his life."
"Actually, you killed him, but he was relieved."
"Besides, you can't overcome that hurdle!"
“It’s better to let go than this.”
"I can give you the greatest preferential treatment to Qingping Temple, but the premise is that you need to hand over the precious elixir."
Jingyi smiled disdainfully: "After talking, I'm back again. Do you don't want to kill someone, but you want medicine?"
Qin Yun suddenly looked at her and said quietly.
"I am not a great charity. You have more than one death sentence. Youwei's face is not omnipotent."
"You'd better think clearly. My repeated tolerance is not for ignoring it!"