Chapter 32: Wang Yin's Strength
"Alright, stand down!" Li Shimin waved his hand at the group of imperial doctors. All the people received the order and bowed and took leave.
Although they are also full of curiosity, compared to the small life.
"Your Majesty, the concubine wants to go out for a walk." Empress Eldest Sun said softly.
When she fainted before, everyone hurriedly carried her to the bed, and she didn't take off her clothes and shoes, but now there is nothing inconvenient.
Li Shimin hurriedly helped her out of bed, and Empress Eldest Sun gently pushed his hand away and chuckled: "Your Majesty, the concubine's body is much better than before." β
After getting out of bed, he saluted Wang Yin: "Thank you General Wang for saving your life." β
"Niangniang is polite, you spend money on me to treat the disease, and there is nothing to talk about." Wang Yin arched his hand, it didn't matter.
In his opinion, it was just an ordinary transaction.
Empress Eldest Sun didn't say anything more and walked outside.
"Your Majesty, since Niangniang's illness has been cured, Lao Dao has also retired." Sun Simiao saw that Li Shimin had something to say to Wang Yin, and immediately retired with interest.
Cheng Yanjin followed closely and said goodbye.
At this moment, only Li Shimin and Wang Yin were left in the house.
Li Shimin didn't speak, but looked at Wang Yin with a complicated expression.
In the past, Wang Yin took things from the air, which could be attributed to the likes of capable people or tricks, but now what he shows is a thorough immortal method. Especially the feeling brought by the green light just now, isn't it the legendary immortal method!
Thinking that Wang Yin might be an immortal, Li Shimin's mood became complicated.
After all, he is the emperor, the master of the Tang Dynasty, and he can't tolerate the existence of something beyond himself, and no emperor can tolerate having a knife on his head that may fall at any time.
"Wang Yin, are you really that immortal?" Li Shimin stared at Wang Yin's eyes and asked.
"You can think like that." Wang Yin said it didn't matter.
"How should I put your place?" Li Shimin muttered and stared at Wang Yin's eyes: "Are you not interested in that position at all?" β
"What's the location?" Wang Yin was stunned for a moment: "The throne? β
Li Shimin nodded and did not speak.
Wang Yin came to Li Shimin in a flash, grabbed the blue rose against Li Shimin's head, and said playfully: "This is what you are afraid of?" β
Li Shimin's body stiffened, and a few drops of cold sweat instantly appeared on his forehead, the power of the blue rose he had ever seen!
However, Li Shimin was quite calm and did not make any ugly gestures: "Kill me, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave this palace." β
"Cut!" Wang Yin took back the blue rose and said disdainfully: "It's not me who blows, but those little miscellaneous soldiers under your command are all garbage in my eyes." β
After walking around the ghost gate, Li Shimin's heart beat so hard that he couldn't help but take a few breaths: "I admit that you are very capable of fighting, and the secret weapon is also powerful, but can you defeat my thousands of troops and horses and those ten thousand arrows in unison?!" β
After all, in Li Shimin's view, how can a person fight, can he still fight with one against ten thousand? In the face of thousands of arrows, it is inevitable that you will end up being shot into a sieve.
"Why don't you emperors be suspicious," Wang Yin complained: "I am persecuted there every day, and I feel at every turn that 'there are always people who want to harm me.'" ββ
Wang Yin simply sat on the bed of the eldest grandson empress: "What do you say is good about being an emperor?" I'm as tired as a dog, and I don't want to go if I spend money! β
Li Shimin also saw that Wang Yin didn't mean to kill himself, but his heart was always uncomfortable, just when he was entangled, Wang Yin's sentence of 'tired like a dog' made Li Shimin almost jump to scold his mother!
"Above all the people, the Ninety-Five, in charge of the power of life and death in the world, the whole world is yours alone, you are not moved at all?!" Li Shimin's face was full of disbelief.
"Cut, that's just what you think is the best in your opinion, and others don't necessarily like it." Wang Yin dug his nostrils: "Also, the happiness I pursue is beyond your imagination." β
Seeing that Li Shimin was still full of disbelief, Wang Yin didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, so he dragged Li Shimin out: "It seems that if you don't give some dry goods, you are talking endlessly." β
Li Shimin looked at Wang Yin in wonder, not knowing which one he was singing.
Li Shimin was stunned for a moment, slapped Wang Yin's hand away, but continued to keep up with him.
"You call those creeps over." Wang Yin pointed to a group of passing patrols and said to Li Shimin.
Li Shimin didn't know why, but he still did it, and he also wanted to see what medicine was sold in Wang Yin's gourd.
"See Your Majesty, I don't know what Your Majesty commands." A group of soldiers hurriedly bowed and saluted.
Li Shimin didn't speak, turned his head and looked at Wang Yin: Someone has found it for you, you can do it.
Wang Yin took a look, about twenty or thirty people, with all the weapons and arrows, and nodded.
"Stand tall and shoot arrows at me collectively." Wang Yin stepped back a distance and said endlessly.
"Wang Yin, that's not what I meant... Li Shimin was stunned when he heard it.
I am indeed jealous of Wang Yin, but I can't just cure the queen's illness on the front foot, and the back foot will click him, plus the Quyuan plough and horseshoes contributed by Wang Yin, if you really kill him, then your reputation will be completely stinky.
"Do you think I'm tired of being alive?" Wang Yin looked at Li Shimin and said seriously.
Li Shimin also looked at Wang Yin's eyes seriously, and finally nodded to be sure: "Not like it." β
"That's terrible," Wang Yin pouted.
A group of small soldiers looked at Li Shimin in confusion, waiting for him to make a decision.
"It's all nonsense!" Li Shimin immediately expressed his position.
"Open the bow, shoot the arrow!" For Li Shimin, Wang Yin didn't pay attention to it. He said to the minions.
As soon as Wang Yin's words fell, the Spartan blood in his body released a demonic coercion, Li Shimin and a group of small soldiers were in a trance, and when they reflected, they found that they didn't know when they had shot the arrows on their bodies, leaving only the bowstring in their hands trembling violently.
"Wang Yin!" Seeing the rain of arrows flying in front of Wang Yin, Li Shimin couldn't help but exclaim, but then he was completely stunned.
The rain of arrows fell on Wang Yin's body, making a clanging sound of gold and iron clashing. The arrows fell weakly and scattered all over the ground.
Everyone looked at Wang Yin with horror on their faces, as if there was a monster standing in front of them.
After a long time, Li Shimin came back to his senses and waved at a group of small soldiers: "Stand down, remember to keep your mouth shut." β
After a group of small soldiers retreated in a daze, Li Shimin walked in front of Wang Yin with heavy steps, bent down and picked up a feather arrow, only to see that the arrows were all deformed, as if they had been smashed by a hammer.
"Do you understand now?" Wang Yin looked at Li Shimin, whose expression was a little sluggish, and said with a smile.
"I see." Li Shimin muttered, with a hint of loss in his tone.
"No, you don't understand." Wang Yin smiled, grabbed Li Shimin, and ran out with all his might.
The sudden sprint made Li Shimin's brain dizzy, and when he reacted, he saw that the scenery on both sides had blurred into a piece, and his eyes couldn't open in the oncoming wind, and he only felt a slight pain in his face.
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The guards patrolling the palace only felt a gust of wind blowing in front of them, and vaguely seemed to see a black shadow flashing, and when they looked closely, they could no longer see any trace.
Wang Yin grabbed Li Shimin and flipped through the palace walls, specially selected a route with few pedestrians, ran for an hour in one go, and stopped in front of a mountain.
"It's... Vomit.. In there. Vomit.. At this moment, Li Shimin was standing next to him retching desperately, his hat didn't know where it had been blown away, and his long hair was scattered, and his image was not embarrassed.
Li Shimin vomited almost, then he stood up and looked around: there were no fields around, and there were no traces of people's habitation, and eighty percent of them were barren mountains and mountains.
"Wang Yin, you brought me here?" Li Shimin asked puzzledly, I don't know what kind of medicine Wang Yin sells in the gourd.
"Don't be afraid to see it later." Wang Yin smiled strangely and slowly stretched out his right hand.
Although Li Shimin was mentally prepared, when he saw Wang Yin's condensed demonic hand, he still stood on the spot.
"I'm here to tell you that this world is so big, there is no place where I can't go, and the so-called power of life and death in the world is just a ridiculous joke for me." Wang Yin clenched his right hand into a fist and swung it out suddenly.
I saw a huge phantom of a demon's hand suddenly appear in the air, and smashed it on the mountain wall with a fist.
Bang!
The mountain wall was smashed out of a palace-sized hole!
Li Shimin looked at everything in front of him in a daze.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
punch after punch, smashed on the mountain wall, and at the same time smashed into Li Shimin's heart, completely shattering his arrogant imperial dignity.
After a long time, Li Shimin, who came to his senses, only had a wry smile on his face.
The impregnable city that I once thought was impregnable, the iron cavalry that leveled everything, and the sharp arrows that pierced through the enemy, all became a joke at this moment...
Wang Yin only needs a few punches to go down, and everything will come to naught...
"Do you understand now?" Wang Yin swung his fist and smashed the falling rocks.
"I... Got it. Li Shimin sighed and said no more.
"Alright, let's go back." After Wang Yin finished speaking, he walked towards the way he came.
Li Shimin didn't say a word and followed silently.
"Wang Yin, your hand." After a long time, Li Shimin asked softly, "Are you an immortal or a monster?" β
"It doesn't matter what I am," Wang Yin stopped and patted Li Shimin on the shoulder: "The key is that you just have to figure out who you are." β
After Wang Yin finished speaking, he stopped talking, and Li Shimin recalled Wang Yin's words thoughtfully.
Oh, yes! At least for now, Wang Yin did not do anything to hurt the people around him, but took out something beneficial to Datang and saved the life of his queen.
It doesn't matter if Wang Yin is a god or a monster.
And himself, as long as he is his own emperor, everything seems to be no different from before.
No! It does make a difference! Thinking of this, Li Shimin's gaze suddenly became hot when he looked at Wang Yin.