Winterfell.
Yanjing is one of the border towns farthest from Qinjing.
A piece of secret paper was passed here from the border where the Qin border was at war.
In a hastily arranged palace, Emperor Yan, who opened the secret letter, cried out in the empty hall.
This secret note recorded all of Ji Dan's words before his death.
It is impossible for Ji Dan to realize his dying wish. His head will be sent to Changling and presented in front of Yuan Wu.
The order to kill Ji Dan to seek peace was indeed issued by Emperor Yan. However, from the moment the imperial order was issued, the state of mind of this formerly powerful emperor had been destroyed by his order. He was in torment day and night until he officially received Ji Dan Dan's death, his emotions finally completely out of control.
Among all his servants, Ji Dan was the one he loved the most.
In the sound of crying, the emperor hoped that Ji Dan's spirit in heaven would forgive him.
Obviously, the Qin army has ignored the Qi Dynasty, but wants to destroy Yan first with all its strength.
For the Dayan Dynasty, this war needs too much time to buffer.
Even if there is a painful and humiliating price to pay during this period, even if the Yan Dynasty shows surrender, perhaps when the battle between Bashan Sword Field and Yuanwu begins, the result will be very different.
In these days, when the news came that Zheng Xiu had fallen into the hands of Bashan Sword Field, he actually thought that Bashan Sword Field would win the battle with Yuanwu in the end.
It's just that he was living in such a torment that he didn't think about whether he and the Yan Dynasty could get the understanding of Bashan Sword Field.
What he is thinking now is that no matter what, it is better than being directly wiped out by Yuan Wu.
"I know I was wrong. I have already paid the price of my most beloved son. From now on, we Yan Dynasty will try our best to give you whatever you want in the Bashan Sword Field." Such a voice is sounding.
However, this is just his own idea.
One's own thoughts are also called wishful thinking.
"Tiger poison doesn't eat its eggs, you don't even count as a cat crying for a mouse's fake mercy."
A mocking voice sounded in this palace where there should have been no one else but him.
The crying stopped abruptly.
Emperor Yan's body trembled slightly, and he saw in disbelief that a young girl in a green shirt floated down somewhere in the shadow on the eaves, looking at him with a sarcasm.
"How afraid of death are you?"
The girl looked at him contemptuously, and she seemed to be talking unscrupulously not in Emperor Yan's palace, but on the main road outside: "Your army is still entangled with the Qin army at the border, and you yourself have fled to Yan. From the other side of the border, if the Qin army continues to advance, don't you want to flee outside your Yan border and commit yourself to those barbarian tribes? If you knew this, why didn't you make peace with these barbarian tribes? Why don't you just marry someone A barbarian woman as queen?"
"who are you?"
Emperor Yan finally came back to his senses and shouted loudly.
The girl in the green shirt still looked down on him, and said very simply: "Jing Liuli."
"The genius of the Minshan Sword Sect?" Emperor Yan was stunned, his mind still a little dazed. Although the name of the first genius of the Minshan Sword Sect and the killing of Li Si made this name familiar, but such a Changling practitioner was very far away from him. Especially to appear in front of him so abruptly, it seems too unreal.
"I'll kill you." Jing Liuli seemed to think it was too much trouble, and said looking directly at him.
"kill me?"
At this time, Emperor Yan did have some problems with his mind. He didn't ask Jing Liuli why he wanted to kill him immediately, or seek a countermeasure, but subconsciously asked: "I have agreed to Yuanwu's conditions, you Qin people should not Shou promise to retreat, how can you come to kill me?"
Such an answer does not look like the words of an emperor who has been sitting on the throne for a long time, but it is clearly like the words of a fledgling and frightened cultivation student.
"Are you scared out of your wits, or are you just such an idiot?"
Jing Liuli couldn't help but sneered: "Why don't you cry again? When did Yuanwu keep his promise, and he also signed an alliance with you at the Lushan League, but how long has it been since he attacked Chu next? If he really retreats, what does that have to do with me, I didn't take his order to kill you."
"Could it be the Bashan Sword Field?" Emperor Yan's face instantly became extremely pale, without a trace of blood.
"It has nothing to do with the Bashan Sword Field." Jing Liuli shook her head, "I want to kill you only because I want to kill you, and after killing you, the Yan Dynasty should be in chaos faster."
Emperor Yan was speechless.
He looked at this calm and righteous young girl, unable to understand what good it was for her.
His dazed expression only made the irony at the corner of Jing Liuli's mouth stronger.
"What a fool, do you think everyone is like you?" She looked at the emperor who had completely lost her luster, and said this lightly.
Only then did Emperor Yan really wake up to what was about to happen, and tremblingly said: "How did you get in, even if you can kill me, can you get out?"
Jing Liuli frowned: "You have already been terrified by Yuan Wu, so you didn't even realize that you sent all the practitioners who are really useful to you. You think it might be because of you this time. Those generals who rebelled against your order, there are only some trash like you left in your palace."
She lost patience with this emperor who had completely lost his mind, and was very tired.
So after saying this, she didn't want to say a word anymore.
A haughty and lofty sword intent erupted from her body as she raised her eyebrows.
Emperor Yan's heart palpitated, he subconsciously let out a low cry, and retreated at an astonishing speed.
He is also a powerful practitioner, but he has no intention of fighting and only wants to escape.
Jing Ruri just narrowed his eyes slightly.
Her eyes were full of sarcasm.
She didn't really draw a sword.
A rouge-red sword light appeared behind Emperor Yan like a poisonous snake quietly coming out of its hole.
When Emperor Yan became alert, he couldn't stop himself and bumped into the sword light.
This sword light was extremely sinister and stable at the same time, piercing from the back of Emperor Yan's head, and piercing out between the eyebrows.
Just at this moment, when a little red came out from between Emperor Yan's eyebrows, Emperor Yan was already dead.
Li Si's strongest assassin, Mu Hongyan, appeared after Jian Guang.
She quietly withdrew her sword and bowed slightly to Jing Liuli. Killing an emperor was no different to killing an ordinary practitioner to her.
However, for her and Li Si, killing such a person was more important than killing a million people.